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Hypnotic Sex Slave

By: masterhypnotist



Many people fantasize about being or having a sex slave. Hypnosis makes it possible. Inhibitions disappear and unconscious desire takes over. This is a story about such an event.

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I belonged to a bowling league in the center of the city. It was a scratch league where high bets were very common. We were in the third game and our team was up by thirty pins in the eighth frame. Our team had bet the other team $1000 on the series. This was in addition to league winnings. I had just finished throwing my fourth strike in a row (to much cheering or complaints, the beer had flowed freely).

When I sat down the captain of the opposing team moved next to me and said: "Mike, I need to talk to you quickly and privately."

"Sure Charlie, what's the problem?"

Charlie waived me into a corner of the adjoining bar. "Mike, I'm supposed to have the stake. I don't have it."

"Charlie, you can't do that. You'll be drummed out of the league and . . . " I trailed off. The consequences of not having a thousand dollars that you were supposed to have in this league could be severe.

"What do you want me to do?" Charlie and I were friends for many years. His wife, Susan, was a beautiful school teacher I had dreamed about for the last six years. Charlie was a cutup who always had been popular, even though he obviously had problems with his liquor.

"You know the team had a kiddy and I keep track of it." 

"And?"

"Well, I was laid off of my job. I had this hot stock tip and shorted Amazon.com. It went up four points and I lost everything. I don't know what to do. I was sure we would win today and I would have another week to cover."

"How much are you behind?"

"The kiddy had four grand."

"Charlie you are crazy. What did you think you were doing?"

He hung his head. "I don't know. I didn't think." 

"What do you want me to do?"

"Can you cover me? Could you lend me four grand? I'll pay it back."

I looked at Charlie. He was almost in tears. "How Charlie? Without a job, how are you going to pay back four thousand dollars? What does Susan know?" 

"She knows I lost my job, nothing else."

I looked over to the lanes. Charlie was up. "Charlie, go bowl. I will cover tonight. We will talk about the rest."

We finished out. I struck out and bowled a 279. I was quite pleased with my game and didn't think about Charlie till after the game. We won. 

"Fellows, Charlie has given me the $1000 by check. Do you want my check or do you want me to carry it over to next week?" Everybody agreed to carry it over to next week. Everyone started for the bar.

"Hey guys, Charlie and I have some unfinished business, we'll see you next week."

I took Charlie by the arm and led him to my car. I had a Mercedes S500 in the parking lot. 

"Now what, Charlie?" Over the years I had rescued Charlie from several situations. Since he had married Susan, it had not been necessary. 

"What do you want me to do? Will you cover the other three grand?"

"Charlie, I am not your parent. You have to cover your own mistakes. How is your wife taking your lost job?"

"I told her that I made a killing in the market and we wouldn't have to worry for at least three months. Web page design isn't as hot as it was last year. They fucked with my designs and hurt my reputation. Susie doesn't know any of that. I love that broad. She treats me real nice except our sex could be better." Charlie was starting to blubber.

I had an idea. I was a very accomplished hypnotist and had hypnotized Charlie and Susie at a party five years ago. They were both good subjects. "Charlie, I am researching a new book. If you and Sue help me with my research, I will give you the four grand and another five thousand."

"What is the book going to be about?"

"Making your spouse into a sex slave."

Charlie stared at me with his chin hanging. "You are shitting me?"

"No I am serious. A friend is a publisher and he asked me if I could come up with a good book that combined sex, hypnosis, seduction and a master subject relationship. I told him I thought I could do it. That was last week. Your situation is just fortuitous." 

"I'll do anything, but what about Sue? What do you need from her?"

"She has to agree to cooperate. That all of the information I gather will be used in a book and she agrees and that I can hypnotize her and you and both of you will cooperate and release me from any claims you may have been resulting from my hypnotizing the two of you."

"What kind of things are you going to do?"

"Charlie, I'm not going to tell you. That would compromise the book."

"What do I tell Sue?"

"Tell her the truth. Tell her that you have financial problems and I said I will help. Tell her it's important that she cooperate. Tell her that she will have to sign a release. Tell her that a byproduct of my research is that it should improve your sex."

"How the fuck are you going to do that? And, how the hell am I going to get her to agree?"

"Charlie, invite me over to the house tomorrow evening and I will see if Susan will agree. If she doesn't, you will not owe me the thousand dollars."

"Mike. I need the money."

"Charlie, invite me over tomorrow."

"I'll call you at the office. I have to talk with Sue."

I was in the office by nine o'clock. Early for me. I was hoping Charlie would call. I really didn't think he would. He did! "There is a mister Rose on line seven for you."

"Thank you Maria. Charlie, what is the story?"

"Come to our house at eight for dinner. We'll talk."

I arrived at eight sharp. Susan greeted me at the door. I am six feet six and Susie is about five feet three. She reached up and gave me a peck on the cheek. We had one date before she started seeing Charlie ten years ago. I still had very erotic thoughts about little Suzy. She had a wonderful body. Large breasts, a small waist and very athletic. We would see each other occasionally at the gym. I usually went to the gym at nine o'clock. If I had a meeting, I would go as early as six o'clock. On some of those occasions, I would see Suzy. She would be using one of the aerobic machines. I would be using the weight machines. She was in great shape.

"Charlie told me you were coming over and that you might be able to help us financially, but you needed some kind of help too."

She said this as she was leading me into their den. I sat on an over stuffed chair that faced a couch. Charlie and Suzy sat on the couch. It was the kind of couch that pulls out and becomes a double bed. "What has Charlie told you?"

"He said that you were writing a book and needed some research and were willing to pay very well for it. He also told me that he lost money in the market and we desperately need the money. He told me that he didn't know exactly what you wanted, but he hoped I would cooperate. What do you want, Mike?"

I wanted to say, "you." I didn't think that would be a very good idea. "I'm writing a book on sex and hypnosis. I want to use as many real life situations a I can. I won't use real names, but the rest of the story is supposed to be factual. I will hypnotize you and Mike and we will discuss sex and we may act out certain scenarios."

"What do you mean 'act out?'" 

"I'll make suggestions and you and Mike will respond to the hypnosis. I can't tell you what will happen. Also, if I told you it would mar the integrity of the session." That was the truth!

"What if I am not a good subject or I don't want to do what you tell me?"

"That will be part of the experiment. If it doesn't work, oh, well!"

"Can you make me do things that I don't want to do?"

"All of the literature says, no." Well, almost all of the literature. "Unless I use drugs and we aren't going to do that."

Charlie broke in, "lets have dinner and we can sit around after dinner and discuss some more, if necessary."

We had dinner. It was very tasty. I don't think any of us paid much attention to it. After dinner, we went back to the den. Suzy was looking unsure of herself. "Mike, I trust you, but this really sounds far out. What are we going to be doing?"

"Suzy, I can't tell you. It is up to the two of you whether you want to do this. I understand the unknown factor and that is why I am paying so much money. In fact I brought papers that you will have to sign before we get started. The papers provide I will pay you and Mike ten thousand dollars for your services and for a release of all rights to the materials. It also provides that you and Mike will not sue me as a result of the hypnosis sessions that will be the basis of the book."

With that explanation, I took out the papers and spread them in front of Charlie and Suzy. I had tabs where the signatures went. Suzy picked up the stack of six papers and started to read. The papers said about what I had said. The papers recited the title of the book as Sex and Hypnosis. 

The paper did not discuss what Mike and Suzy would be doing. Heck, I didn't know, for sure.

I leaned back and tried to look unconcerned. Finally, Suzy spoke. "Mike, we have no choice. We will do it. What do you want us to do?" She said that as she signed the documents and handed them to Charlie.

Charlie and I were fraternity brothers. When we lived together I used to hypnotize Charlie all the time. I knew that he would be a good, somnambulistic subject. I had hypnotized Suzy once and I thought that she would be a good subject. Seeing Charlie going into a deep trance would make it easier with her.

"Charlie you sit on the couch. Suzy, you sit on the chair over there. You should watch Charlie very carefully, so if I ask questions you will be able to say what you saw."

Charlie sat on the couch and I walked behind him and put my hands on the sides of his forehead and pulled gently back. I told him to relax and go into a deep trance. "Charlie, count to 100. With each number your trance will get deeper. You will find it harder and harder to count." 

He made it to 19 and slumped over. I deepened and tested his trance. He was in a very deep trance. His head was back and his arms lay at his side. He started to snore. I couldn't have planned it better.

"Suzy, now it is your turn." I walked over to her and put my hands on her forehead as I had with Charlie. "Let your whole body relax. Every muscle."

I kept that up for several minutes and watched her breathing slow and her body relax. I lifted and dropped her arms and that didn't seem to bother her or elicit a reaction. I got bolder.

"Suzy, remain in a deep trance and stand up." 

She did. "Make every muscle stiff. Stiff as a board." She tightened u and I got behind her and tipped her toward me. She stayed stiff. So far so good.

I then had her count like Charlie had. She was able to get to thirty nine before she stopped. I then told her that I was going to wake her. Charlie was in a trance the whole time. 

"Suzy I am going to wake you. When you wake you will feel terrific, but you will not remember being hypnotized. I am going to count from ten to one. When I get to one you will awaken. Ten, nine, eight, ..." When I counted one her eyes popped open. She looked confused. 

"How do you feel?"

"I feel fine. Was I hypnotized?"

"What do you think?"

"I don't know. I don't know anything happened."

"Go back into an even deeper trance. When I snap my fingers you will go into a very deep trance. Every time I snap my fingers." I snapped my fingers and you could see her body become even more limp. 

She was wearing a light sweater over a blouse and wool pants with comfortable shoes. "Suzy, it is becoming very warm in here. Can you feel it getting warmer?" She nodded her head. Several times I reinforced the suggestion about heat. Finally, she took her sweater off. I now was comfortable that I could control both of them.

I suggested that she was on a deserted island with Charlie. She didn't know if anyone else was on the island and she didn't care. 

"Do you mind if people see your naked body?"

"No, I am proud of my body."

"It is very warm on the island, take your clothes off."

She stood up and took off her blouse and then her pants. She was now in her panties and a bra. She wasn't wearing stockings. Her body was everything she said it was. When she was at the gym I could tell that she had a good body, but this was proof.

She sat back down and seemed to be sunning her self.

"Take off your panties and bra. You will develop lines if you don't."

She lifted up her butt and pulled her panties off. Then she reached behind her and undid her bra. Her breasts were so firm they hardly sagged. Just enough to know they were real. She was now naked. I told her to fall asleep in the sun. She sprawled out on the couch.

"Who is your favorite male to look at?"

"Mark McGuire" 

"Have you ever thought what it would be like to make love to Mark McGuire?"

"Yes."

"When you open your eyes you will imagine that I am Mark McGuire. You will feel very aroused and want to make love with me. When I count to three, you will open your eyes."

She looked at me with wonder in her eyes. She sat there naked and stared at me. She didn't move. She finally looked over at Charlie sprawled on his chair. She looked back at me. Susan was clearly confused. "Come here." I reached my hand out to her. She got up and slowly walked to the five feet to me. She took my hand. 

"What did you want?"

"Do you want to make love?"

"Oh yes. Are you really Mark McGuire?" 

I did not answer. Instead I kissed her softly on the lips. She responded with a passionate kiss, wrapping her right arm around my neck and pulling my head to her. She pushed her tongue into my mouth and made noises as we kissed.

I put my right hand under her butt and into her pussy. It was a swamp. We kissed while I stroked her clit for several minutes. I was getting very hard and she was grinding her pelvis into my hand. 

"Put my penis in your mouth."

She stopped kissing and bent down and unzipped my pants and reached in and pulled my erect penis out of my pants. I had skipped underwear for the occasion. She hungrily began to suck on it. I forced myself not to cum. "Should I put on a condom?"

"No, I want a baby and he can't do it."

I pulled out of her mouth and took my pants off. I laid her on the floor and plunged into her. It was glorious. She was very tight. We came together in about two minutes. She was really loud. Her vagina had spasms all over my penis and she screamed. I had never had sex like that.

Suzy wrapped her arms around me and held on while she came down from her high. I was feeling terrific. 

Charlie was just laying there. I had plans for him.

"Sleep, Suzy"

She let go and sprawled out, her arms flung to each side, her naked body spread wide. Cum was dripping from her vagina and her chest was still heaving. "You are having a wonderful dream. As you dream you will replace Mark McGuire with Charlie in your mind. You will imagine having exhilarating sex with Charlie. The thought will continue to build in your mind. You will begin to feel strong desire to fuck Charlie. When I waken you, you will see Charlie sleeping. You will take his shorts off and seduce him. You will do this by taking his penis and sucking it until it becomes hard. You will make love with Charlie. When you feel yourself cuming you will scream 'I'm cuming,' I will wake you later."

I went over to Charlie and whispered in his ear. "Charlie, you are dreaming erotic thoughts. You are dreaming a beautiful women is trying to get you to make love with her. When you feel your cock in the women's mouth you will open your eyes and make love with her. You will be very erect, but your climax will not happen until you hear the women scream that she is cuming. Charlie, I want you to strip to your shorts without waking."

Charlie stood up, eyes closed, and took his clothes off. When he was striped to his boxers I told him to sleep and he again collapsed in a heap.

"Suzy, I want you to remain in a trance and open your eyes." She did as instructed.

She looked over at Charlie. She slowly got up and stepped over to Charlie. She pulled his shorts off and then got on her knees and took his penis into her mouth. She sucked on it, taking it deep into her mouth. Charlie became quite erect. Charlie opened his eyes in wonderment. 

Susie moved over his penis and holding it with her left hand settled down on top of it. Her back was to Charlie. She pumped up and down. Faster and faster. Her face began to contort after several minutes of pumping. Charlie was pushing back and holding her breasts. He was mumbling loudly. I could not make out the words. Suddenly, Suzy started to scream, "I'm cuming!" Charlie screamed, "Oh, my god," and shot his sperm into Suzy as she had her second orgasm of the evening. Suzy fell back against Charlie as he ejaculated. They lay like that for a moment as I said, "both of you sleep."

They both collapsed like limp rags with Suzie's ass on top of Charlie's penis. I went over to them. I spoke very slowly and forcefully. "Sue and Charlie, listen to me. When I count to three you will both wake. You will remember having sex but you will not remember being hypnotized. My being here will not bother you. You will not think about it. You will tell me that you are sorry you got carried away , but you are sure that I understand. When ever I go up to either of you and touch your shoulder and say sleep you will go back into a deep trance, No matter what you are doing and no matter where you are. Is that clear?"

They both said yes.

"When you awaken Charlie, you will suggest to Suzy that since I sat through all of this the least Suzy could do is give me a blow job. Suzy, you will agree and ask ne if I would like that."

I woke them with trepidation. What would happen? They opened their eyes. They first looked at each other. They were both naked and both were dripping. Then they both looked at me. This was the test. "Mike, I guess we kind of got carried away. I hope you enjoyed the show, old man. Sue, we should do something for him."

Suzy paused. I held my breath. She slowly got a big smile on her face. "Charlie, you are right. Mike come here? " I slowly moved over in front of her. Suzy was sitting on the floor next to Charlie. Her breasts were beautiful and her nipples were erect. When I stood in front of Suzy she unzipped my pants (I had put them back on) and began to lustily suck on my penis. It took a while, but she brought it back up to a hard state. I was loving it. Finally, I ejaculated into her mouth . "Please, lick it clean?"

She did. Then she turned to Charlie. "Don't I make a great sex slave?"

Yes!

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If you enjoyed this story, please vote. A five would be terrific. MH 

Hypnotic Sex Slave Ch. 3



Clearly the concept of a sex slave has appeal to both sexes. Both men and women wonder about being a sex slave. Hypnosis is the Great Enabler. This is a series of stories of encounters that raise the issue of being a sex slave. Read on. Then vote and let me know what you think. Everything I write about I believe is possible. I have not, necessarily, done everything depicted in these stories and I cannot advocate making people do things that they would not approve of, if asked. 

To understand the ad process you need to read "Hypnotic Sex Slave Chapter 2"

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The next applicant was a very pretty young woman who told me she was a cheer leader. Her name was Pamela. Pamela was tall and very athletic. She was wearing jeans and a sweater that showed nothing of her body. Very loose fitting. She told me she was a skeptic about hypnosis.

"If you are skeptical about hypnosis, why are you here?"

"I need money, desperately."

"Why?"

"My tuition is due and I lent my money to my boy friend."

I liked the fact that she answered my questions. That is one of the signals that someone will be a good subject. "Why don't you get your money from him?"

"He said he hasn't got it and he broke up with me." She started to cry. Just a few tears. 

"You do understand that this investigational activity involves both hypnosis and sex?"

"Yes, I do."

"Why are you skeptical about hypnosis?"

"I just don't think that one person can control another through words."

"Pamela, I have some papers you must sign before we can even consider using you for this investigation." I handed her the release papers. She signed them without reading them. 

"Pamela, it is important that you listen to every word I speak without thinking of anything else. Total concentration. Can you do that?"

"Yes, I am good at total concentration. When I am working, the room could explode and I wouldn't notice."

Excellent. "Has anyone tried to hypnotize you in the past?"

"I don't think so."

"Have you ever had a gym teacher that had the whole class do relaxation drills? Where she talked to you getting you all to relax?"

"Yes, my freshman gym teacher, in high school, used to do that."

"How did those drills make you feel?"

"They really refreshed me."

Those drills were one of the most effective forms of mass hypnosis. I had done them many times with larger groups. A great way to find several good subjects quickly. 

"Put your head back and close your eyes. Imagine that the sun is shining on you and you are falling asleep. As I speak, your head will feel heavy and you will have trouble lifting it. You will not feel like lifting it. As I count to ten, your head is getting very heavy. Try to lift your head." She struggled to lift her head. This was something of a minor trick. When your head is tilted back it feels heavy, lifting it is a small chore. It supports the suggestion. She could not lift her head. She let it fall back. She was very supple and her head was tilted parallel to the floor.

"You are now in a relaxing trance. How do you feel?"

"Very relaxed." She was speaking slowly in a soft voice.

"How old are you?"

"Twenty."

"Tell me about your sexual experience?"

"There is nothing to tell. I have no experience."

"Did you sexual relations with your boy friend?"

"No."

"Did you do anything for him?"

"What do you mean?"

"Did he ever see your body or you his?"

"We went to the beach together. Is that what you mean?"

This girl was incredibly naive or she was putting me on. "How many boy friends have you had?"

"Sam was my only boy friend."

"How long had you been dating Sam?"

"Since my junior year high school."

"During that time did Sam ever see you naked?"

"No."

"Did he ever ask to see you naked?"

"No."

"Did you wonder about that?"

"I guess. Sam, told me that he wasn't interested in me that way. He liked the fact that I was very athletic. He liked to watch me workout. We used to work out together. Sam was very buff. I used to love watching him with the free weights. I once asked him why he didn't kiss me more often and he said that wasn't the way to build a relationship."

"Where is Sam now?

"I don't know. He left school."

I'll bet Sam was gay. I knew of two similar stories where beautiful men had dated beautiful women and the women never figured it out. 

"Do you ever think about sex?"

"Yes."

"Have you ever masturbated?"

"Yes."

This girl was not loquacious. "How often, and how does it make you feel?"

She was talking in a monotone in a very far away voice. "Twice a week and it makes me feel strange. I get this excited feeling all over my body. It releases the tension in my body. I do it after my workouts."

How organized. "Do you want to remember this conversation with me?"

I have used this technique when ever I have a potential somnambulistic subject that might feel very embarrassed if she knew what she told me. 

"No."

That is the answer that I always get. This will be the perfect sex slave for me. The next man will not be hired. 

"I am going to waken you and you will not remember anything that happened. You will plead with me to hire you. You will tell me that you will do whatever it takes to get the job. You will waken when I count three. One, two, three."

She woke up with a start. She lifted her head and stared at me. "I guess I was a lousy subject and won't get the job. I must have the job. Please give me another chance. I will do anything to get the job." She was beginning to cry again.

"Pamela, don't cry. I will give you a chance. Here is a slip with my home address. I want you to work out of my house. Be there this Friday evening at five thirty."

Friday my wife surprised me by coming home a day early. My wife was my best subject. She was not gay, but she did enjoy her sexual stimulation. The problem was her waking self was a prude. She was one of those people who didn't want to know what was really happening.

When Sally walked in the door it was five o'clock. We had our passionate kiss. I put my arm around her and whispered in her ear "sleep, Sally." She went completely limp.

"Sally, a young lady will come to the door in half an hour. You will greet her and be very friendly. You will not remember anything about her after the evening is over. When you think about it, you will remember a business associate named Paul coming to the house."

I woke her and we finished kissing. She went to the bedroom and started unpacking. At exactly 5:30 the doorbell rang.

"Mike, will you get it."

"Sure, Sally."

I went to the door. Pamela was standing there. She was wearing a business suit that looked new. Two inch heels and cream-colored panty hose. She looked delightful. Just right for a job interview. Just not the kind I had in mind. I would have to get her out of those clothes to avoid getting them wrinkled, or worse.

"Hello, Pamela. You look lovely." She beamed.

"Come in. I want you to meet my wife." That would certainly put her at ease.

"Sally, come down and meet Pamela." I spoke loudly toward our second floor.

"I'll be down in just a moment." Came from upstairs.

"Pamela, come into the living room so we can talk." Said the spider to the fly.

She sat in an over stuffed, comfortable chair in the living room. "Pamela, I am going to hypnotize you."

"Will you be able to do that? I thought I couldn't be hypnotized. "

"Well, we will see. Lean back and relax. Go into a deep trance." That was all it took. She was clearly in a very deep trance.

"Pamela, are you in a deep trance?"

"Yes." I had used this technique with the others that didn't want to know what was happening when they were awake. 

"You will do everything I ask of you?"

"Yes."

"I am going to count to ten. When I finish, you will open your eyes and appear awake, but you will be in a deep trance. You will do everything I tell you without hesitation or question. "

I counted to ten and she opened her eyes. "Go into the guests' bathroom. Take off your clothes and fold then neatly. Then come out completely naked."

She got up and went into the guest bathroom. Sally was coming downstairs as Pamela was closing the door. "Sally, take your clothes off."

Without hesitation Sally took all of her clothes off. She folded them and put them in the den. She came back and put her arms around me for a kiss. I kissed her and put my arm around her and into her pussy. It was wet. I rubbed a little, for luck.

Just then, Pamela, came out of the guest bathroom. She was totally naked. She was gorgeous. You could tell that she worked out. Her breasts were not large, but they were very firm. She had prominent abs and firm legs. Very athletic. 

"Sally, this is Pamela." They shook hands. Just like nothing was unusual. I loved it. What a kick. Two lovely women at my total command. 

"Would you two please help me get undressed?"

With that they both came over. Sally took my sport jacket off and Pamela took off my shoes after I sat down. I stood back up and Pamela undid my belt and Sally opened my shirt. The two of them worked well together. Soon, I too was naked. I laid back with my penis sticking in the air. 

"I want the two of you to like my penis."

They both went to it. What a feeling. Sally on one side and Pamela on the other. I had my right hand on Pamela's butt and my left hand on Sally's butt. I could feel both of their pussies and they were very wet. Pamela was very nthusiastic, as was Sally. I let them go as long as I could stand it. I didn't want to ejaculate and end my stimulation. At my age once a night was my reasonable quota. With this unusual stimulation, I probably would be ready in another hour or so. We would see. 

"That's enough!" I panted. They both backed away and kneeled there ready for my next command. "While you are in your trance, I want you both to call me Master." Set the mood.

"Yes, Master." They both said in unison. I loved it.

"Sally lay back down on the carpet. I want Pamela to lick your pussy." Sally lay down and spread her legs. I had done this before while she was in a trance. She would have been mortified if she knew in her waking life.

"Pamela, I want you to lick Sally's vagina. There is a little bud there that I want you to focus on."

"Yes, Master." She proceeded to kneel in front of Sally's mound. She bent down and began to lick. Sally started to make noises and pushed her pussy into Pamela's face. Soon, Sally was screaming and juice poured onto Pamela's face. Sally tried to close her legs to get Pamela to stop. Pamela was much too strong and I hadn't told her to stop. Sally started to scream again and more juice."

"Pamela, you can stop. Now it is your turn. Lay on the carpet. Spread your legs."

She did. "Sally, now I want you to eat Pamela's pussy." Sally got up and proceeded to lick Pamela. Sally has a very long tongue and she got way up there. Pamela started to shake. She was almost vibrating. Then she pushed her mound against Sally. Sally kept licking with her long tongue. Pamela lifted both of her legs into the air and put Sally in a vice grip. Pamela was strong and I was afraid she would hurt Sally.

"Sleep, both of you." They collapsed in a pile of arms and legs. Limp. 

I took Sally off the top of the pile and laid her next to Pamela. "Pamela, I want you to let me position your legs. You are to hold them where I place them."

I took her legs and planted them with the knees bent and the heels on the carpet. Well spread for easy entry. "Pamela, I am going to put my penis into you. When you feel it you will start your climax. I had done this in the past and knew it would work well. I went to her and slowly pushed my erect penis into her virgin vagina. I met no resistance. Her masturbating probably took care of that. It was very tight. When my entire shaft was inside of her, I felt the walls of her vagina clinch my penis. I pumped slowly. I did not want to rush. I kept it up for several minutes while Pamela climaxed twice. Finally I came to Pamela's third climax. She put her arms around me and held me very tight. She is STRONG. 

"Sleep, Pamela." She collapsed. I pulled out of her. My penis was sopping as was Pamela and Sally's vagina. Pamela looked exquisite laying there, spread out. Sally, with her much more mature body lay next to her. The scene was incredibly erotic. The sex made me hungry.

"Sally, Pamela, I want you to come with me to the master bathroom. We will all shower. When we are clean, we will go to dinner. Pamela, you will tell anyone who asks that you are my new office assistant. Sally, that is the way you will think of Pamela." Many times I have had to change the story in mid trance. It clearly would be easier to have Sally think of Pamela as my office assistant. This was defiantly a situation I wanted to stretch out. 

When the women woke we went into the bath room and we all got into my very large shower enclosure. I had the women soap my body and lick my penis. I just couldn't resist that touch. After we were all clean, I told them to dress.

"Sally, you will not question why Pamela is my new office assistant and you will not relate her to any sexual issues. You will not remember having sex with her tonight. Pamela, you will not remember anything that happened while you were in a trance. You will realize that you were in a trance. You will fee proud that you were able to please me. When I count to three you both will wake and get dressed."

"Yes, Master." They both again said in unison. I was feeling very powerful. 

We went to dinner. Pamela and Sally got along terrific. They chatted away like old friends. We went to a restaurant that I went to frequently. There was a corner booth that they always gave me if it were available. It had very limited visibility. 

At dinner, I felt playful. I sat between Pamela and Sally. I whispered in Pamela's ear "Pamela, go into a trance. When ever I hold your left elbow you will be in a trance and will do what ever I tell you. You will not think about it. You will just do what I say. Now wake up" 

"Yes, Master." She whispered. 

I took her left elbow and whispered in her ear. "Take off your left shoe and put it on the table."

She did. "Why did you do that?"

"I don't know." She looked puzzled. Sally was looking puzzled too. I leaned into Sally and whispered to her. "Sally, go into a trance." She closed her eyes and leaned against me.

I again took Pamela's elbow. "Pamela, take your other shoe and put it on the table." After she did that I told her to give me her panty hose. She lifted herself up on her heels and pulled them off and handed them to me. I told her to put her shoes back on. I then woke them both up. We had a tasty meal and I wondered what I wanted to do next.

When we left the restaurant I could tell that Pamela was looking like something was wrong. "Pamela, is something bothering you." Sally and I looked at her.

"I'm embarrassed. I think I forgot something."

"What?" I said.

"I'd rather not say."

She then whispered something to Sally and the two of them laughed. When we got back to the house, I put them both in a trance again and had a reprise of earlier activities. I was exhausted. I could tell that Sally was, also. Pamela looked like she could go all night. I suspect that she could.

"Pamela you will be a wonderful assistant. I think I will keep you around for quite a while." 

She beamed.

That night after Pamela had left and Sally and I were climbing into bed Sally commented "I liked Pamela she seems very nice. There is something about her that really makes me feel good."

I did not tell Sally what that was. We would see a lot more of Pamela.

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Hypnotic Sex Slave Ch. 4



Since I started this series I have received many very interesting emails. Sexual slavery is clearly a turn on to both men and women. Women are interested in both being the slave and the master. My perspective is being the master. This story is fiction. It is based on experience and it could have happened. Enjoy the story and please vote when you finish.

See chapter two for the genesis of the story line. Most of the applicants for the research were people who were genuinely interested in hypnosis and sex. The woman discussed in this story clearly was not interested. I suspect her motivation was much more complicated. She was arrogant and came across as "stuck up." This young woman was going to be a challenge. If she wasn't a look alike for Sharon Stone, I would have passed. Creating a sex slave from this woman would be very exciting. Certainly something to write about.

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"Mike the next female applicant is ready and the young man came early." I decided to try to interview them together. The young man I had come in was a classic fraternity type. Good looking and vacuous. My bias against fraternity types was showing. 

"I'll get them." I liked to greet people in the reception area when I had the time. It gave me a small insight into their personality. When I walked into the reception area, the man was sitting near the woman. She was doing her best to ignore him. 

"Hello, I am Mike Lawrence. I ran the ad about hypnosis and sex. Won't you both come with me?" The woman seemed slightly startled. The man just stood up and started toward me. His expression showed interest.

The woman looked at me with a concerned expression. "Are you going to interview us both at the same time?" 

"Yes, that is what I was planning. Does that bother you?"

"I, I guess not."

I led them into the main office and pointed down the hall. "My office is at the end of the hall. Please go and sit in the chairs in front of the desk." I wanted to watch their body language without being to obvious. The man went first and walked with enthusiasm toward my office, The woman trailed behind looking concerned and walking stiffly. She was not fluid. The man was almost my height, six foot five and seemed to weigh about two hundred pounds. The woman was five foot, five inches tall and appeared to be about one hundred fifteen pounds with a marvelous shape. 

I followed closely behind them and sat behind my large desk after they sat down. I had already closed and locked the door. "As we were walking to my office, I was rethinking my idea to interview you together. "What I will do is test you for hypnotic ability and then ask Roger to wait until the time of his appointment." The woman looked relieved.

"Please introduce yourselves?" 

"I'm Roger George Kellogg the third."

"I'm Emily Winterbottom." 

"Hello Emily and Roger. Have either of you ever been hypnotized?"

"No." They both almost seemed to speak in unison.

"I'm going to do a quick relaxation exercise and then we will split up and I will interview you separately. Would you both take 10 very deep rapid breaths. Empty your lungs and then take a full breath and quickly exhale."

This exercise frequently makes the subject dizzy and more suggestible. I also wanted t know if they were both able to follow instructions when not hypnotized. They both took the rapid breaths. "Now both of you close your eyes and put your head back in the chair." They both did. Neither moved for several seconds. 

I was convinced that they would both make good subjects. "When I count to three you will both wake up!" I spoke with command in my voice. 

"One, two, three." They both popped their eyes open.

"Roger, I want you to wait in the reception area. Can you find your way back?"

"Yes."

Emily looked smugly pleased. "Emily, tell me why you applied for the position?"

"I was bored. This looks like an easy way to earn some quick money."

"You are willing to be hypnotized and participate in research regarding sexual conduct?"

"I'll participate in your experiment and I will discuss what ever you want." Her manner suggested that she would do it with no enthusiasm. She almost had her nose in the air as she spoke. This was definitely not something she wanted to do. 

"Read this release and sign it?"

She took the release, glanced at it and quickly signed. "Aren't you going to read it?" 

"I have no choice, do I?"

"You certainly do. If you want to participate, however, you do have to sign the release."

She said nothing. "Please take as many deep breaths as you can, until I tell you to stop."

She began taking deep breaths. What I was doing was creating artificial hyperventilation. Pretty soon she slowed down and seemed almost unconscious. "Now, I want you to go into a deep trance. As I press on your forehead your trance will go deeper."

I stood behind her and gently pressed on her forehead. She visibly relaxed as I continued to press down. "As I speak your trance is getting deeper. You will not be able to get out of the chair. when I waken you When I count to three you will wake up." I counted to three and she opened her eyes.

"Emily, you can go into the reception room and wait for me." She just sat there. "Emily aren't you going to go into the reception room?" 

"I can't get out of the chair." 

"Are you hypnotized?"

"I don't think so." Even in her confusion she still sounded arrogant. The way she said it was like she was thinking "no way."

I walked up to her and put my hand on her forehead . "Go into a deep trance." Her head fell back and her body became limp. 

"From now on when ever I touch your forehead you will go into a deep trance and do what ever I command. Do you understand?" 

"Yes."

"How do you feel?"

"Very relaxed." She sounded like a different woman.

I decided to test her compliance. "What color are your panties?"

"White."

"Take them off and show me?"

She stood up and began to pull her skirt up to her waist. I was convinced. "Stop, we will do this later." She stopped and pulled her skirt down. 

"When I count to three you will waken feeling very good. You will not believe that you have been hypnotized. You will agree to come back at the time and place I give you." Emily woke up and went back to being her snobby self. 

"Emily wait for me in the reception room."

She went there and I went to get Roger. I did not expect any problems with him. "Roger sit in this chair and relax completely. Think erotic thoughts and nothing else. I am going to count to 100, with each number you will go into a deeper trance." I watched Roger's trance deepen and his body become limp. Not his entire body. His crotch was clearly expanding.

"Roger, what are you thinking?"

"I'm thinking of fucking that gorgeous girl I met in your office."

"Would you like her to blow you?"

"Oh, yes."

"When I count to three you will wake up from a deep trance. You will not remember anything that just happened. You will not be aroused. One, two, three." I watched his crotch deflate.

"How do you feel, Roger?"

"Fine. When are we going to do something?"

"Very soon.

Stay here, I am going to go get Emily."

I went to the reception room to retrieve Emily. She was sitting there looking very impatient. "Emily come with me?"

"What are we doing, am I hired or not?"

"Emily you are hired. In fact you are on the clock since you signed the papers in my office. You have already earned twenty five dollars." 

"All right, but I have other things to do. Can we speed things up? When do I have to come back?"

"I want you to do one more thing, then I will let you go. We will set your call back by telephone. Follow me."

We walked into my office. Roger was sitting quietly. Emily sat as far from him as she could. 

"Emily, do you find Roger attractive?"

The question startled her. She looked up and stuttered. "W-w-w-hy would you ask that?"

"It is part of my research."

"I haven't thought about it."

"Roger, do you find Emily attractive?"

"Yes."

"Roger, sleep!" He slumped in the chair. Emily stared at him. I walked toward her and reached for her forehead. She tried to duck. I touched her forehead and she crumbled in her chair. 

"Emily, when I waken you, you will have a completely blank mind and will do everything I tell you. Do you understand?"

"Yes."

"Roger when I waken you, you will feel very good. You will be very relaxed. When you leave this office you will not remember anything that happened in this room. Do you understand?"

"Yes."

I woke them both up. "Roger, how do you feel now?"

He looked puzzled. "Why do you keep asking that, I feel fine."

"Would you like Emily to blow you?"

He looked very embarrassed. "Sure." A little too loud.

Emily looked like she might cry. "Why would you say something like that?"

"Emily, go over to Roger and open his pants."

She reluctantly got up and walked over to Roger. He was sitting there with his legs spread in front of him. She reached down and unzipped his pants. "Take his penis out of his pants."

She reached into his pants and pulled his penis out. It was beginning to become erect. She held it like it was a foreign object. By the head, in her fingers only. It was growing as she held it. Very soon it was fully erect and Roger was flushed. He was raising his hips and pushing at her.

"Put it in your mouth." She did just that, Like you would put a thermometer in your mouth. Roger was pushing and pulling to create friction. He was getting redder. 

Suck on it like a lolly pop. She began to suck the penis.

"Have you ever had a penis in your mouth?"

"No."

"When it erupts it will taste like vanilla. Be sure to get all of the cream."

Just about at that time Roger did erupt and Emily sucked it all down. Roger collapsed back into the chair with a big smile. "How did you get her to do that?"

"Roger, don't worry about it. It is part of the research. You signed an agreement that everything you do here is confidential. You will not talk about this, correct?"

"No, no, of course not." I wasn't sure at all. I was sure that he was just waiting to tell all his friends what happened. When he tried he would discover that he remembered nothing."

"Roger, I am afraid I won't be needing any more of your services we will be sending you a check for fifty dollars."

"That's cool. Thank you, He was anxious to leave, He got up and walked out of the room. As he left the room I saw a puzzled look on his face. He walked out looking very confused. 

Emily had sat down. "Emily, we will send you a check tomorrow. You are to call me back in exactly one month for another appointment. When you call you will do exactly what I tell you, okay?"

"Yes."

"Thank you Emily, you may go now. Emily?" She turned around. " Forget everything that happened today in this office. You will just remember that you got a part time job in research. You will also begin to have dreams and day dreams about being controlled by me. You will like the thought. Have a good month, Emily."

I walked her to the elevator. She didn't say a word.

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A month later, to the minute she called the office. "Mr. Lawrence, this is Emily."

"What can I do for you, Emily?"

There was a long pause. "I, I, d-d-don't know." She was almost crying.

"Emily, I want you to meet me at a building that I own. When you get there you will sit on the patio until I arrive. You will keep thinking of being under my control. When I arrive you will greet me by the name Master." I gave her the address of a home I owned in the suburbs that I used occasionally. It was in a very quiet neighborhood.

I left my office about an hour later. I was closer to the house than Emily, but she would still get there first if she followed directions. She was there when I arrived. She seemed almost asleep on the lawn chair we had on the covered patio in front of the house.

As I was walking up the walk she saw me. 

"Hello, Master." She seemed unsure of herself.

"Hello, Emily. Come into the house." I opened the door and she walked in. She was wearing a gray tailored suit with two inch heels. She had very little makeup. She looked beautiful.

"Take your clothes off, Emily." She looked frightened, but she began to unbutton her jacket. I stopped her. "Emily before you do that sit down. Go into a deep trance." Her whole body became limp.

"When you wake up you will feel comfortable. You will continue to call me Master. When there are other people around you will call me Mr. Lawrence. You will continue to do everything I tell you. Is all of that understood?"

"Yes."

"One, two, three, wake up."

She opened her eyes. "Now, take off all of your clothes."

She finished unbuttoning her jacket, took it off and neatly folded it. She did the same with her skirt and sweater, She had a slip on which she removed. She was now in pantyhose, bra and panties. He pulled off her panty hose. Now she had on only her bra and panties.

While looking at me out of the top of her eyes, she pulled off her panties. She was saving her bra for last. Her bra was next. Her breasts were perfectly shaped. Her vagina was well covered with a full matt of black hair. She stood in front of me.

"Emily, are you a virgin?"

"No."

"Tell me about it?"

"My father has been raping me since I was eight years old." Oh, terrific! Now what? I had said in my ad, no hangups. She clearly didn't think she had any at a conscious level. 

"Why did you come to work for me with the research?"

"My father died last year. I have never faced dealing with the world of people. I thought that hypnosis might help me and I didn't want to seek therapy. I was embarrassed. 

Now I was feeling guilty. I want my "slaves" to be willing at some level. "How do you feel about it now?"

"I think I love you. I want to be told what to do by an older man. I am attracted to you. I checked you out before I answered the ad. I am very rich and I hired an investigator. I decided that I wanted to be one of your subjects. I just hoped that you would be the object of the research."

"What did you think when you sucked on Roger's penis?"

"I had never done that. I had read about it. It tasted like vanilla like you said. I felt like I was in control of Roger. That was an interesting thought. I was disappointed that you weren't attached to the penis."

"How was your last month?"

"I thought about you a lot. I liked that. I wasn't sure how to feel. I dismissed the investigator and waited for something to happen. I was sure it would. Then suddenly, I felt like calling you."

"Your father never had you suck his penis?"

"He never let me look at it. My eyes always had to be closed. It started as a game and then he started doing it twice a week. I would be blindfolded and lie on the master bed. He would crawl up and stick it in me."

"Where is your mother?"

"She died when I was very young. I didn't know her."

"How did your father die?"

"He committed suicide. He put a pipe into the car from the tailpipe and started the engine while the car was in the garage. He sat in the car in the closed garage until he died. I found him in the morning. He left me a note that just said: 'sorry.'"

"He left you a lot of money?"

"He left me more money than I could ever spend. He was very, very rich."

"Come here and sit on my lap?" She did and we kissed. This wasn't exactly what I ontemplated. 

"You want to be my sex slave?"

"Yes Master."

"That means that you will have to do whatever I tell you and with whomever I tell you."

"Yes, Master."

I knew that Emily was still in a trance. I also knew that talking to what I call, the back of the brain, gets you the absolute truth. I had a knock down carbon copy of Sharon Stone telling me that she wanted to be my sex slave. This was not something I wanted to let go of easily. 

I felt her vagina. Sopping wet. I rubbed her clit and she moaned. "Stand in front of me."

"When I count to three you will come out of your trance. Whenever I say the word sex to you, you will go back into a trance. Nothing will change except you will be completely under my control. Do you understand?"

"Yes, Master"

"One, two, three." Her eyes widened and she tried to cover up. 

"What am I doing like this? What did you do to me?" She was sounding hysterical. I had thought that might happen. Her unconscious was not communicating with her conscious. 

"Sex!" There was an immediate change.

"Why did you get excited?"

"I didn't know what was happening. I was terrified. "

"Do you want your waking self to know what is happening?"

"No. I don't think I could deal with it. Could you keep it from me? Please, Master, could you make love to me and not tell me?"

I had an inspiration. "Emily, where do you live, now?"

"I live in an apartment near the university."

"I want you to move in with my wife and I. I will tell her that I am helping you recover from the traumatic loss of your father. You will pay us one thousand dollars a month and live in our pool cabana. Your waking self will want to do this to help overcome your feelings of isolation you feel after the death of your father. Do you understand?"

"Yes, Master."

"Have you ever had anal intercourse?"

"Yes, that was my father's favorite position."

"Take the position."

She got on her hands and knees and put her ass up. I quickly disrobed and reached under her and copiously wet my hand with her fluids from her very wet vagina. I applied the fluid to her anus putting my fingers into her lovely ass. She pressed back against my hand. When she was moist I slowly pushed into her. It was wonderful. Not as tight as with others but very secure. Clearly, she enjoyed it.

"When you feel me cum, you will also. You will be very loud."

A few moments later I came and she started to scream. No words just loud noises. She bucked her hips back against me. Then she collapsed forward to the floor. I lay on top of her holding her breasts from the rear. We lay like that for about five minutes. 

"Emily, I want you to go into the bathroom and shower, get dressed and then wake up and come out to talk to me."

She did. "What do you want me to do for the research? I feel like I'm not doing anything."

"Emily, tell me about your family?"

I asked the question to get the discussion going with her waking self. 

"I don't have any family. I am an only child, I never knew my mother and my father died last year."

"How are you coping with that?"

"I am feeling very isolated and alone."

"Would you like to live on my estate with my wife and I. You could live in our cabana and help me with my research?"

"I think I would like that."

"Follow me home and I will introduce you to my wife, Sally."

The house was about a forty five minute drive from my office. I drove slowly and Emily had no problem following me. I called Sally from the car and told her that I would be home before dinner with a new employee. When we arrived at my home I pulled into the circular driveway and stopped in front of the front door. I helped Emily out of the car and we walked to the door. Emily seemed very pensive. I was wondering what was going on in her mind.

Sally came to the door. She looked appraisingly at Emily. "You are a very attractive young woman."

"Thank you."

"Mike what did you have in mind?"

"Emily's father died recently and she has no family. I asked her if she would like to live in our cabana while she helps me with my research on the book. It ought to help her transition from being alone after her father died. She will pay us one thousand dollars a month."

"Mike, you know I always go along with you. That will be fine. Emily come on in and sit in the living room. I was barbequing steaks, I added one when Mike called."





Hypnotic Sex Slave Ch. 4



All during dinner I was trying to decide how to deal with my suddenly very accessible sex slave. The thoughts were stimulating the hell out of me. Even at my age I was growing a new erection.

After dinner we left the dishes for the housekeeper and went to the pool area. "Sally why don't we show Emily the cabana?"

We walked into the cabana. When we were all in the bungalow I closed the door. "What a great place for sex." There was a subtle change in Emily and Sally laughed. 

"Mike you say the darndest things."

"Sleep, Sally."

She started to crumble and I caught her under her arms and placed her on the couch in the small living room. 

"Emily, take her clothes off."

Sally was wearing a light cotton skirt and a blouse. Emily pulled her skirt off and then her panties. Sally had been wearing fancy slippers. Emily then opened her blouse, rolled Sally to the side and got the blouse off. I watched, getting harder as the show continued. Emily reached behind Sally and released her bra. Sally was now completely naked. For a woman near fifty, Sally's body was terrific.

"Emily now you strip." She quickly took off her clothes. 

"Sally I want you remain in a trance. Give me a blow job." I quickly took off me clothes and spread my legs. Sally kneeled in front of me and took me in her mouth.

"Emily, I want you to get behind Sally and lick her clit." Emily did as I told her. I had never done this before, but it seemed to me that Sally would enjoy it and I certainly enjoyed it. Sally and I came at about the same time. I was exhausted. 

"Emily are you okay?"

"I'm fine, Master."

We all showered together in the bathroom. I then had them both dress and wake up. "Emily do you like the cabana?"

"Yes it seems very cozy."

"Why don't you get your things and move in tomorrow?"

"That will be fine, Mr. Lawrence."

"Sally, how do you feel?"

"I'm feeling very refreshed and tired at the same time. Strange."

Emily left and Sally and I got ready to go to bed.

"Mike do you think this will work out with that young women living on our property?"

Sally, I am sure it will work out terrifically."

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Hypnotic Sex Slave Ch. 5



Since I started this series I have received many very interesting emails. Sexual slavery is clearly a turn on to both men and women. Women are interested in both being the slave and the master. This story is fiction. It is based on experience and it could have happened. Enjoy the story and please vote when you finish. 

See chapter two for the genesis of the story line. One of the women in this story is afraid of hypnosis unlike the previous women. Sybil came in with a women she thought was her friend for moral support. Both of them were in my office as a response to a dare by a young man they both (unknown to their conscious minds) desired. Bradley Smoot was a fraternity president who had seen my ad and dared Sybil to respond. Sybil looked like Marilyn Monroe, her friend Cheryl looked like a high fashion model. Just looking at the two women was stimulating. I decided it would be interesting to control Sybil, Cheryl and as it turned out, Bradley. 

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"Mr. Lawrence, there are two women waiting for you in the waiting room. I thought there were only supposed to be one at a time?" That was my assistant Arlene who was very protective of me. I also thought I was only supposed to see one women at a time. My appointment book said Sybil Greene. I decided that two might be interesting. 

"Bring them both in, Arlene." 

When they walked in the door, I was captivated. These were two of the loveliest women I had ever seen. We had some lovely young women but nothing to compare to these two. 

"Hello, I am Mike Lawrence. Would you please introduce yourselves?" 

"I am Sybil Greene, Mr. Lawrence and this is my friend Cheryl Smoot." Sybil's voice was very melodious while being somewhat lower pitched. When she spoke she looked directly into my eyes. There was a touch of humor in her voice and eyes. 

Cheryl looked at me. "Hello, Mr. Lawrence, good to meet you." That's all she said. Her voice was deep and husky. She also had a look of slight humor behind her eyes. She was very tall, about six feet and slender. She could have stepped right out of Vogue. 

"I thought I was only going to meet with Sybil, to what do I owe the pleasure of having two lovely young women in my office?" They both laughed. 

"I answered your ad on a dare. I brought Cheryl along to give me courage. Should we just leave?" 

No way did I want them to leave. How could I turn these luscious females into sex slaves? I decided the first thing I had to do was gain their confidence. "No, I certainly don't want you to leave. I have blocked this time so we should at least complete the interview. Why did the person dare you to come here?" 

"I was talking to the president of this fraternity who happens to be Cheryl's second cousin. I showed him the ad and told him I didn't believe in hypnosis." With that statement Sybil started to blush. The pink went very well with her blonde hair. I was wondering whether she was a natural blonde. Would I find out? "Bradley said he dared me to go and be a hypnosis subject. He said I could never do anything a man told me." She blushed again. 

"Is that true? Could you never do anything a man told you to do?" 

"Bradley thinks so. I certainly wouldn't do what he would tell me to do." She said that with petulance in her voice. 

"But, he dared you to answer the ad and you did?" 

She was still blushing. "I didn't think of that. He didn't think I would do it, so this is different." 

I thought to myself that she was straining the logic, but who was I to complain. "Why don't you believe in hypnosis?" 

"It doesn't seem possible for one person to be able to control the mind of another person without drugs? Also, I wouldn't want someone controlling me" 

"My experiments are designed to take such thinking into consideration. Will you at least keep an open mind while we explore what we will do? How about you, Cheryl, since you are here will you participate in the discussion. I will pay both of you $25.00 per hour for your time participating in the experiment?" 

Cheryl seemed surprised to be included. She was wearing tight jeans and a sweater. She didn't have any spare flesh. Her breasts were small and appeared very firm. It seemed like she was not wearing and didn't need a bra. She tilted her head to the left as she answered. In her deep sultry voice. "If you want me to participate, I will." 

This young woman was not one to waste words. 

"What do you think about hypnosis? " 

"I think its real. That's one of the reasons I came along. I am always tense and I thought it might help if I get hypnotized. " 

This was my break. I was fairly sure that a motivated Cheryl would be a good subject which would convince Sybil that it worked. Manny times I had used that technique to hypnotize an unwilling participant. A form of peer pressure. 

"Girls, I will call you girls, because I am old enough to be your grand father." That to advance my gaining their confidence. "Is that all right?" They both giggled and nodded yes. 

"All right, girls, you do know that the subject of the investigation is sex?" Again they both nodded yes. This time they were not giggling. 

"How old are you girls?" 

"Nineteen." They answered in unison. All that beauty in such young packages. 

"What we will do now is what I call light hypnosis, to explore your ability to be good subjects. Sybil are you willing to do this?" She looked over at Cheryl. Cheryl seemed to be trying to get Sybil to go along. Sybil looked very unsure. 

"I don't know, Mr. Lawrence. I really shouldn't do this. It would just be wasting your time." 

"Sybil, let me be the judge of that. I am sure you will enjoy the experience. (I knew I would)." 

"Mr. Lawrence are you sure that I will not inconvenience you?" 

"I am sure." 

"Will it cause me any problems? If I can be hypnotized does it mean I have a weak mind?" 

"On the contrary, weak minded people make poor subjects. The stronger the mind, the better the subject. I have allowed the time for you and I hate to waste time. " 

"You won't be disappointed if I don't get hypnotized?" 

"No, I will not be disappointed?" I lied on that one. 

"All right, I will do it. Just don't be disappointed." 

"Cheryl you have already indicated an interest so I won't have to ask you?" She nodded. 

"I have a release that you both must sign. It says that you agree that you may be hypnotized and that you understand that the subject of the research is sex. It further says that you are not depressed or know of any way that you are mentally impaired. Do you both agree?" They nodded their heads. I handed them the releases. 

"You should read them." Sybil started to read her's and Cheryl just glanced at the release and signed it. It took Sybil five minutes to read it. "What does this mean where it says that I will not hold you responsible for any personality changes that I may attribute to the experience?" 

"I don't know you and what your personality is like. You could leave here and decide that you have developed a personality flaw and it is my fault. I want you to understand you can't do that." 

"Will I develop personality flaws because of my experience here?" 

She was beginning to believe in the process. Everything I did was designed to make the subjects into believers. "I thought you said you didn't believe in hypnosis?" 

"I don't, but you never know." That was the truth. "Can I wait to see what happens with Cheryl?" 

"Sure, we'll start with Cheryl. Cheryl come stand in front of me?" I wanted to hypnotize her quickly and dramatically to leave an impression on Sybil. Sybil was watching very closely. I spoke very firmly and authoritatively. 

"Make your body stiff. Very stiff." I put my hands on her shoulders and tipped her backwards. When I tell you your body will go limp and you will be in a deep trance. Now!" Her body went limp and I swooped her into my arms. She was completely limp. I carried her to my couch and laid her down. 

Sybil was watching with wide eyes. She would not be so easy. I did not try to test the depth of trance on Cheryl. "Cheryl. When I count to three you will wake up feeling refreshed, relaxed and wonderful. When I tell you, you will go back into a deeper trance. One, two, three." Cheryl opened her eyes and smiled and stretched. 

"Sybil it is your turn. Did you sign the release?" 

"Cheryl, how do you feel?" Sybil looked anxiously at Cheryl as she spoke. 

"Oh, Sybil I feel terrific. I have never felt so relaxed. You should do it!" 

"Oh, all right, I'll do it." She took the release and signed it. 

Sybil was looking like a doe caught in the headlights. Her eyes were wide and lips were quivering. I could easily lose her with the slightest misstep. "Sybil, put your head back and close your eyes. Picture yourself floating. You are floating in the clouds. Take a deep breath. Deeper, hold it! You can feel yourself falling through the clouds. Can you feel yourself floating down?" 

I held my breath. This was a first test. She nodded her head yes. Not a terrific response but substantially better than nothing or worse no. "I am going to count slowly. With each number I want you to take a very deep breath and hold it. You will exhale when I tell you. With each breath your trance will get deeper." I wanted to increase her carbon dioxide and decease her oxygen. That would ad to her disorientation and make her more susceptible. It appeared to be working. I waited several seconds between each breath. She continued to follow instructions. I kept it up for almost ten minutes. While I was attempting to get control of Sybil, I turned to Cheryl. "Cheryl, sleep!" She sighed and collapsed backwards like a sack of flour. 

When I was satisfied that Sybil was truly in a trance I deepened her trance. "Now your body is rising, rising, your body is floating higher and higher. As you float higher your trance deepens. Your whole body is limp and you cannot move. As much as you try you cannot move." 

I thought I saw a slight attempt to try and move. Now for the big test. "I am going to wake you. You will not remember being hypnotized. You will only remember coming into my office. You will not remember Cheryl being hypnotized. When you wake you will ask me if you could try this another time. You are not in the mood. When ever I hold your left hand with my left hand you will go into an even deeper trance." 

I left her there and went to Cheryl. I whispered in her ear. "You are feeling terrific. Your whole body is relaxed, you are more relaxed then you can ever remember. Do you feel good?" She nodded her head enthusiastically. I was convinced she was a terrific subject. I told her that Sybil would want to meet again later and she would go along. I then gave her the instruction about not remembering. 

"When you wake up you will tell me how warm you are and pull your sweater off. When ever I grasp your left hand with my right hand you will go into an even deeper trance." Now if I just didn't get my hands mixed up. I wanted to make sure I could put both women out at the same time. 

"Cheryl one two three, wake up." She opened he eyes, stretched and smiled. She then pulled her sweater over her head. I was right, no bra. Her breasts were firm and stood up. Cheryl seemed very comfortable with me looking at her breasts. I told her it was getting cooler in the office and she should put her sweater back on. 

Now the final test. "Sybil, when I count to three you will waken. One, two three." Sybil opened her eyes and looked around. 

"You know, Mr. Lawrence, I am not in the mood. Could we do this another time." 

I took Sybil's left hand with my left hand. I want you to come to my home next Thursday at six o'clock for dinner I will give you a map. Do you agree?" She nodded. I took Cheryl's left hand with my right hand "You will come with her?" She also nodded her agreement. I gave them a printed form with my address. Now I had to condition my wife, Sally. 

That evening Sally greeted me with a wonderful salmon dinner. Over dinner we were discussing our day. "Mike, I had the most interesting day. The University has this program to help seniors find jobs. I spent all day interviewing seniors about their job skills. I was really surprised at how much the seniors know." I could tell Sally was getting wound up. When ever she comes home from a day working on a project it takes her hours to unwind, unless I unwind her. 

I waited until she paused in her story and walked behind her. "Sally, get up and give me a kiss." 

"Oh, Mike." She stood up and turned to me. I turned her around and put my arm around her, just under her breasts. "Sally, sleep." She slumped in my arms with her head falling forward. I loved holding her this way, with her breasts in my hands and her head falling forward. Total control. I carried her to the den and put her in a large chair. 

"Sally, tomorrow two young women who are involved with my research will be coming to the house. You will accept whatever they do without question. You will be pleased they are in our house and you will provide dinner for the group. When I count to three I want you to strip naked and then wake up." I counted to three and she took all of her clothes off and woke up. 

She looked around. She was now naked. "Mike, you did it to me again!" She put her arms around me as I kissed her and fondled her. "Sally, give me a blow job, but stop before I cum." 

She did and we had a nice night of lovemaking. 

Thursday night at six o'clock we were home early. When the doorbell rang, I went to the door. Not what I expected. Standing there were three people. Sybil, Cheryl and a strapping young man. 

He was six -two, two hundred twenty pounds of muscle. He had a face like Lance Armstrong. 

Sybil spoke first. "We told Bradley about our meeting here and he insisted on coming along. He said he wanted to see me hypnotized." 

"Hello, Mike, I'm Bradley." He stuck out his large hand. I was two inches taller than him but about forty pounds lighter. I shook his hand as he continued talking. "I have always been interested in hypnosis, I just couldn't pass up an opportunity to see it up close. I still don't think you can hypnotize Sybil, my cousin, I'm not sure." 

"Bradley, you can come in but you will have to participate." 

"I'd like to try." 

"Well, come in all and we will have dinner. I just hope Sally has enough food." She did. We talked about hypnosis while Sally and our housekeeper served the food and cleared dishes. I noticed a tension that I did not notice in my office between the women. Bradley was oblivious. He enjoyed the dinner and contributed to the conversation. 

Bradley was a psych major. He had studied hypnosis the last quarter. He had been hypnotized and didn't think it was a big deal. He remembered everything. All he did was tie his shoes and untie them and wake up and turn the lights off in the lab. I wasn't so sure. Professors usually want their subjects to remember everything. Bradley was describing some post hypnotic suggestions that he carried out. I suspected that he could be controlled and would be somnambulistic. That is he would not remember what happened while hypnotized. 

"Why don't we all go into the den while Anna cleans the kitchen. Sally, you join us too, okay?" 

"Sure, Mike." 

I intended to put on a show hypnotizing Sally. "Sally, I want to hypnotize you first." 

"Yes, Mike." I knew that she was now hypnotized. The others wouldn't realize that. 

"Sally, let your whole body relax." Sally was standing next to me when I said that. Her body started to melt. Her knees buckled and her head fell forward. I lifted her up before she collapsed on the floor. I put her in a large chair. Sally was wearing a cotton dress that fit comfortably on her slender figure. Her breasts and hips were ample for her size. I found her physical attributes very satisfying. 

"Sally, can you hear me?" 

"Yes, Mike." Her voice sounded like she was far away. 

"How do you feel?" 

"Wonderful." That was said in a dreamy voice. 

The three young adults were watching with fascination. "Cheryl, now it's your turn. Put your head back." She did as she was told and I could tell that she was already under. 

"Let your whole body relax. Make your body totally relaxed. Think happy thoughts and as you do your trance will get deeper. As your trance gets deeper your left arm will rise. When your arm is straight up you will be in a very deep trance." This was an old show trick that I was using to impress Bradley. Her arm started to rise as I continued to talk. 

"Your trance is getting deeper and deeper. You are very happy." Her arm was now straight up. 

"Sybil, it's your turn." 

"Mr. Lawrence, do Bradley first." She looked scared. 

"Bradley, is that all right with you?" 

"I really wanted to see you hypnotize Sybil, can you do her first?" 

I was beginning to see problems with Sybil and I didn't want Bradley to be bothered if Sybil was a problem. "Bradley, I tell you what. Let me test you and then I will wake you and you can watch me hypnotize Sybil." Sybil was looking concerned. 

"Okay, Mike, I'll go along with that." 

"Bradley stand in front of me. Make your body stiff. Very stiff." Bradley was very strong and he made his body very stiff. I tilted him backwards by his shoulders, using his heels as the fulcrum. I was taking a slight risk that he would lose confidence and wake himself up. I didn't think that was his style. He was a real "macho man." 

"As I tilt you can feel your self going into a trance. Your head is completely clear. The only thing you are thinking about is my voice. My voice and your body." I had him at a thirty degree angle to the floor. It would now be safe to let him collapse. 

"Bradley, let your whole body go limp! Now!" In a VERY commanding tone. He collapsed completely. I held his shoulders tightly and I slowly lowered him so his butt hit the floor. His head was hanging down between my arms. He was dead weight. I lowered his shoulders allowing his head to contact the floor slowly. It was a wooden floor so his head slid backwards as I lowered his shoulders. Soon he was laid out on the floor. 

Sybil was now looking terrified. 

"Bradley how do you feel?" 

"Excellent." 

I want you to lay there and go into an even deeper trance, okay?" 

"Yes." 

"That means you will not see Sybil hypnotized. That is okay, yes?" 

"Yes." He was in a deep trance, going even deeper. He clearly didn't feel like moving." 

I looked at Sybil. She shrank back into the chair she was sitting in. This beautiful young women looked very frightened. "Sybil, what's wrong?" 

"I don't want to do this. Please, I don't want to do this." She was almost crying. 

"Sybil, it will make you feel good, very good." I was speaking very soothingly. 

"No, please no!" She said that as I approached her. I reached for her left hand with my left hand. She shrank further back into the chair. As I started to touch her left hand she jumped up and stumbled toward the locked den door. I walked quickly to her and grabbed her left hand from the back. As I touched her hand she collapsed in a heap in front of me. I picked her up and carried her to the couch. I laid her comfortably on the couch. 

I was sure that she was in a very deep trance. There was some real tension going on in her mind. "Sybil, why did you resist like that?" 

"I was afraid to be controlled. I am afraid of my feelings. I didn't want anyone to control me. 

"You know that you are under my control, now, correct?" 

"Yes, and I like it. That is what I was afraid of." 

"Why were you afraid of giving up control?" 

"I have these erotic fantasies that scare me. Sex scares me. I know part of me wanted to do this and my awake self was terrified. I especially didn't want to give up my control around Bradley." 




Hypnotic Sex Slave Ch. 5



"Why? Why especially around Bradley?" 

"I am terribly attracted to Bradley. That's why I asked him to come along. I was sure that would queer the deal and you would not hypnotize me. I didn't expect Bradley to agree to go along with the program, I didn't expect Cheryl to either." I was doing what I call talking to the back of Sybil's brain. Her unconscious. The thoughts she was sharing with me she would never think of in a waking state. They were her unconscious motivations. I had done that many times. It gives me insight in how to proceed with my subjects. 

"Sybil, lay there and let yourself fall into a trance deeper than ever before." 

"Cheryl, what are you thinking about?" 

"Making love with Bradley." Oh terrific. Cheryl's happy thoughts had infused her face with a pleasant glow. I suspected that her thoughts were erotic. 

"Why Bradley?" 

"I love him." 

"Have you ever made love with Bradley?" 

"No, I have just thought about it." 

"Have you ever seen a naked man?" 

"Yes, I have seen my brother naked." 

"When was that?" 

"Last year. I walked into his room without knocking and he was in his room. I didn't expect him to be there. He was naked." 

"What was he doing?" 

"He had his penis in his hand and he was moving his hand up and down." 

"What did he do when you walked in?" 

"He looked at me and said, 'Sis, I'm glad you are here.' He then grabbed me from behind my head and pulled my face up to his penis. He said, 'suck it.'" 

"What did you do?" 

"I felt bad about walking in his room and he scared me. I opened my mouth and he pushed his penis into my mouth. He then pushed my head back and forth on his penis." 

"Did he ejaculate?" 

"Did he cum? Yes he did. I choked a little and swallowed it." 

"What did you do next?" 

"I ran out of the room into my room. I locked my door. I was feeling aroused and didn't want Greg to know it." 

"Had you ever been with a naked man before that?" 

"No. I thought about it a lot, but I never did it." 

"Did you ever do anything with Greg again?" 

"No. He told me I shouldn't have come into his room and we should never tell anyone what happened." 

"Have you ever told anyone what happened?" 

"No." 

"Have you ever seen any other naked men?" 

"Only my father when I was much younger." 

"What happened?" 

"Mom used to work nights and Dad worked days. When I was ten years old. He used to come into the room at night to check on me. He thought I was asleep, I wasn't. He would sleep naked.. I would sneak a look. I never said anything." "Cheryl during the entire time you are in this house you will be under my complete control. Do you understand?" 

"Yes." 

"Do you see Bradley in the room?" 

She opened her eyes and looked around. "Yes." 

"Go over to him and take his penis out of his pants and do to him what you did to your brother. Will you enjoy that?" 

"Oh Yes." 

Bradley was laying on the floor in a deep trance. She undid his belt and pulled his pants off. He wasn't wearing briefs. He was hung like a horse. His penis was already semi erect. 

"Bradley, Cheryl is going to suck your penis." His penis immediately stood straight up and then flopped down on his stomach. Cheryl took it in her hand and put it in her mouth. She sucked it like a lolly pop. 

"Bradley, do you like that?" 

"Oh my god, yes. Is this a dream?" 

"Sort of." 

"Bradley don't come until I tell you." 

"Cheryl, stop for a moment." She looked disappointed, but she stopped. "Cheryl strip naked." 

She immediately took off all of her clothes. I felt her vagina. It was very wet. 

"Okay, Cheryl, you can finish now." 

"Bradley, you can cum." 

As soon as she put him in her mouth he erupted. She swallowed it all. She sat up and looked at me. "What do I do now?" She said in her sultry voice. I found her voice an incredible turn on. Her body wasn't a disappointment either. What does she do now? I wasn't sure. 

"Sleep." She collapsed in a heap. I turned to Sally. I knew that Sally fantasized about young athletes. She wouldn't knowingly do anything about it. Sally also enjoyed looking at nubile young women and she definitely wouldn't do anything about that knowingly. 

I looked back at Bradley. "Bradley get your penis hard again." The wonders of youth and virility. His penis promptly became erect. I turned back to Sally. 

"Sally what did you think of Bradley?" 

"He was quite a hunk." 

"Is he the kind of young man you would like to try out?" 

"Yes, that would be interesting." 

"Sally, take your clothes off." She promptly undressed. "Go over to Bradley and put his penis into your vagina." 

She went over to him and sat on his chest. She reached down and took his large penis and rose up and slowly sat on it. Pushing it slowly into her. I knew from experience it would be tight, but it would fit. Finally she was sitting on his crotch with his penis up inside of her. I could tell her vagina was contracting around it. 

"How does that feel?" 

"Full. I like yours better." 

"Do you want to finish him?" 

I knew that she would be horrified if she ever remembered this. This was a good way to satisfy a fantasy. "I guess so." 

"Okay, ride him until he cums." She started to pump him up and down. He just lay there. He couldn't move unless I let him. Bradley's breathing increased and his face got flushed. Sally was getting close. "Sally, scream out when you cum. Bradley you can cum when Sally does."

In a few minutes Sally started to scream. Bradley grunted. Soon Sally got off Bradley's now deflated penis. All of this action was arousing me a lot. "Sally sleep." She collapsed on top of Bradley. 

I went to Sybil. "Sybil you are very attractive. I am going o make you my sex slave. You will be under my complete control. Nothing you do sexually will be your responsibility. You will only do what I instruct you. Is that clear?" 

"Yes, Mr. Lawrence." 

"From now on when you are in a trance you will call me Master. When ever I take your left hand with my left hand you will go into a deep trance. You will not change how you look. Only you and I will know you are in a trance. Clear?" 

"Yes, Master." 

"Do you want to remember what happens?" 

"Yes, Master." 

"If at any time the knowledge bothers you, you will call me and I will erase the memory. Is that clear?" 

"Yes Master." 

"Sybil you may remember everything that happens while you are in a trance, but you will never tell anyone. Do you understand?" 

"Yes Master." 

"In fact if you try to tell anyone you will forget everything that happened while you were in a trance, understand?" 

"Yes, Master." 

"Sybil, strip naked." 

She took all her clothes off. 

Sybil without her clothes was a vision. Her body looked just like the old Marilyn Monroe calender. It was as close to perfect as I could wish for. Now it was under my control! 

"Sybil, are you aroused?" 

"Yes, Master." 

"Sybil you will not orgasm until tell you. Do you understand?" 

"Yes, Master." 

"Sybil, you like being controlled, don't you?" 

"Yes, Master." Her body language reinforced her answer. Everything about the way she was acting signaled arousal and contentment. I had taken away the indecision that had been bred into her and was conflicting her - mind versus body. 

"Sybil what do you want to do first?" 

"Suck your cock, Master." 

"Come here and do it." I opened my pants and made my penis available to her. I had been preoccupied gaining mind control and was not erect. She remedied that in a hurry. She wasn't experienced but she had natural talent. She took my whole penis into her mouth and throat. Wet, warm and wonderful. As she sucked her throat contracted around my penis. The stimulation was almost more than I could stand. 

"Sybil I want to cum inside of your body, not your mouth. I want to feel your body on mine. Take the missionary position" It seemed that she was almost reluctant to stop sucking my penis. She slowly pulled away and lay on her back with her legs raised at the knees. She was a natural blonde. I took the position and slowly pushed into her. I was afraid she might have a hymen. Fortunately I encountered no resistance other than it was excruciatingly tight. I pushed all the way in until our pubic hair was interlocked. Then I slowly pulled back and forth. I could feel her vagina tightening, even more, on my penis.

Thank goodness there was voluminous natural lubrication. 

Sybil was clenching her facial muscles even as I was trying not to erupt. Finally, I could hold it no longer. "Sybil, you can Orgasm." 

She did with a scream and so did I. 

We laid there for a few minutes. I completely forgot about the others in the room. Cheryl was still in a heap and Bradley and Sally were still intertwined. Cheryl hadn't had an orgasm yet. I looked at her. 

Looking at a naked fashion model in a heap is almost obscene. Her legs and arms were all in different directions and her body was on top of her left lower leg. Her feet were pedicured and her hands were manicured. Both were perfection. I walked over to her and grabbed her ankles and pulled her straight. I laid her down on her back with her legs spread and her arms trailing behind her. 

I felt her vagina. It was sopping wet. Clearly she was ready. I wasn't. I was sure Bradley would be up for a third go. (No pun intended). 

"Bradley, stay in a deep trance and come over here." He opened his eyes pulled out from under Sally and walked over to me. 

:Bradley, when ever I tell you to sleep you will go completely limp and go into a deep trance. When ever I say terrific to you, you will go into a deep trance but only you and I will know it. Do you understand?" 

"Yes." 

"When ever you are in a trance you will call me Master when addressing me, is that clear?" 

"Yes, Master." 

"Bradley, I want you to make love with Cheryl." 

"Yes, Master." I intentionally asked him to make love rather than just fuck or other similar word because I wanted to see if he could. 

His tool was already erect after my instruction. It looked like a flagpole sticking in front of him. 

"Cheryl, Bradley is going to make love with you. You will orgasm when he cums. I want you to remain in a trance and open your eyes." 

Bradley went to her and kissed her. He then started kissing her breasts. The nipples stood at attention from Bradley's ministrations. I was wondering how long a college student would delay his own satisfaction. Not very long! Soon he pulled her legs up and placed them on his shoulders. He then pushed into her and quickly pumped. Very shortly he started to make noises. Cheryl then screamed and hugged Bradley. 

I told them to get dressed after they washed up in my dressing room. They gathered their clothes and went to the dressing room. 

"Sally, go into our bedroom and take a shower. Get into bed and wait for me." 

Sybil was standing behind me hugging me from the rear. "Are you feeling jealousy?" 

"No, not now, Master. I don't feel competitive now. He doesn't seem important." 

"Sybil, when you wake up he won't feel important." 

"Sybil, I will count to three and you will not be in a trance. One, two, three." 

Sybil blinked a couple of times but besides that nothing changed. 

"How do you feel Sybil?" 

"Strange ... Master." 

"Sybil you are not in a trance." 

"I know that. I just want you to me my master." She started to get teary. 

"Sybil this won't work." 

"I know that. I don't think its good that I remember everything. Make me forget." I took her left hand. "Sybil you will wake up feeling very good and you will not feel stressed. You will feel satisfied and content. You will evaluate all of your future lovers based on their ability to meet all of your needs, emotional and physical. You will not think about me unless I direct you to do so. You will not compare any man to me. Wake up at the count of three. One, two, three." 

Sybil blinked and giggled. "I feel great. Were we helpful?" 

"Yes Sybil you were very helpful."



Hypnotic Sex Slave(s) Ch. 2



Clearly the concept of a sex slave has appeal to both sexes. Both men and women wonder about being a sex slave. Hypnosis is the Great Enabler. This is a the second in a series of stories of encounters that raise the issue of being a sex slave. Read on. Then vote and let me know what you think. Everything I write about I believe is possible. I have not, necessarily, done everything depicted in these stories and I cannot advocate making people do things that they would not approve of, if asked. 

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I was really bored. My wife was out of town on an extended trip. The business required very little time on my part. I was a very good delegater. I had agreed to write a book about sex and hypnosis that was going very slowly. I didn't want to get too personal to avoid people I knew getting mad at me or worse. So far I had one chapter based on real events and several chapters based on my imagination. 

The book wasn't exciting me. It read like amateur science. No excitement and nothing to hold the reader's interest. The chapter on "Hypnotic Sex Slave," might do it. Nothing else in the book had any human interest.

Suddenly, inspiration! I was looking at my stack of unread newspapers when I spotted the Daily Couger. The local University newspaper. I looked at the want ads. There were several for models, even nude models. Why not. It might work.

I dialed the telephone. "Want ads, please. I want to place the following help wanted ad: Subjects for hypnosis experiment regarding sex wanted. $25.00 per hour. No requirements other then you must be over 18, healthy and not have hangups. Hours based on results. Part time" I gave my telephone number. 

The ad ran the following Monday. I was stunned by the number of telephone calls. Some were really weird. I wasn't able to specify sex or age (I decided I didn't really want to). 

The first call was from a man who called himself Ed and said he was a student in the Divinity School and would I be interested in him? "I could use the money, real bad, and I would work hard." Ed spoke with a strong Southern twang. 

"Would discussing sex with others bother you?"

"Oh, no. I think talking about sex is real entertaining. I just don't know I'd have much to say."

" How about things besides just talking?" 

"Like what?"

"Like doing it."

There was a long pause. "I don't know about that." I thanked him and said we would call him if we needed him. I also decided I had better get a better idea of what I was going to tell people when they called. What kind of people did I want. What was I going to do with them? I developed a script. "Thank you for calling on our ad. The position involves investigating the relationship between hypnosis and sexuality. You will be required to submit to testing as to your ability to be hypnotized. You will also be required to sign a release that you agree to be hypnotized. Further details will be available if you qualify." 

I thought that would reduce the number of people I would see. Wrong!

I ended up with thirty-two people who wanted to come in. I selected sixteen. Eight men and eight women. The selection was based on the telephone interviews. They had to sound enthusiastic and I relied on my instincts as to their being good subjects. I decided I would see them all on the same day. Every half hour. 

I alternated sex to see if I could have instant pairs. My first applicant was a slightly pudgy, young woman who was about nineteen years old. She was dressed in jeans and a sweater. Neat looking. Her name was Dorothy (call me Dotty). Okay. 

"Why do you want this job, Dotty?"

"I need the money and it seemed interesting."

"Are you concerned about hypnosis and sex?"

There was a pause. "I suppose, a little. I won't do anything I don't want to do, right?"

"That is what the literature says. Have you ever been hypnotized?"

"I think so. At a party, in my senior year at high school I went to a party where there was a hypnotist. I thought I volunteered and my friends told me I was hypnotized. I don't remember."

Unless she was lying to get the job (and I didn't think so) she would do perfectly. "I have some forms you must sign, before we can begin testing you for the job." I handed her the release and told her where the signature line was. She signed it, without even reading it. 

"Aren't you going to read the form?"

"I really need the job and I trust you." There must be something about my style. I had heard that many times. 

"Okay, lets get started. I only have another ten minutes for the interview. Stand straight in front of me."

She stood straight in front of me. "Make your self stiff. I am going to tilt you. As you tilt you will go into a deep trance and your body will be like a board." That was all it took. She was in a deep trance. I put my hands under her arms. "Let your body go limp." She collapsed into my arms.

I gently let her crumble to the floor. "Stand up and take off all of your clothes." I knew this women was a very good subject and I believed she unconsciously wanted this to happen. 

She stood up and pulled her sweater off over her head. She reached behind her and unhooked her bra. Her breasts were on the small side. I like smaller breasts and I found them pleasing. They were very firm, with stiff nipples. She then stepped out of her jeans and pulled her panties off. She had been wearing sandals that came off with her jeans. She stood naked in front of me. 

I reached down and felt her pussy. It was wet. I had ten minutes until the next appointment. She was just standing there naked. Reluctantly, I told her to get dressed. 

"When you are dressed, I will count to ten. You will wake up feeling terrific. You will not remember being hypnotized." 

After she woke, I asked her how she felt.

"Fine, terrific. Was I hypnotized?"

"Yes, you are a good subject. You are also the first person I have seen. I have your number, if you are chosen, we will call you by tomorrow evening. If you want to improve your chances, you can hang around in the conference room. That way we can test interaction with others and notify you by the end of the day. It is up to you."

"I will stay around."

"Good. The conference room is the big room at the end of the hall. "

The next person was an athletic looking young man named Steve. I discovered he was a walk-on to the football team. 

"Why did you apply for the position?"

"I need money and it sounded interesting. I'm a psych major and that seemed like it would be something I could relate to. What kind of research are you doing?"

"We are investigating how hypnosis effects sexual activity."

"What would I have to do?"

"If you are chosen, you would be hypnotized and asked questions under hypnosis and asked to perform certain acts."

"What kind of acts?"

"That is a problem. If we disclose the acts prior to the hypnosis, it will invalidate the results. That is one of the conditions of the employment. Before we consider you, you have to sign a release and then we have to evaluate you as a participant. Do you want to review the release?"

"Sure."

I gave him the release and he spent ten minutes reading it and asking questions. He was especially concerned about the release from liability. "What am I agreeing to do?"

"Be a hypnosis subject without questioning what you will be doing." I expected to lose him at that point. Yo my surprise he did not quit.

"Well, I need the money and I guess it can't hurt me. What is next?" He signed the form.

"Have you ever been hypnotized?"

"Yes. I was hypnotized in a nightclub last year."

"What happened?"

"I don't remember too much. My friends said I barked like a dog and was stiff between two chairs. I don't remember. I do remember waking at the table with my friends. "

"Well, we will find what kind of subject you will be. Let yourself relax completely." I did a counting routine and several other depth of trance tests and inducers and soon I was convinced he was an even better subject than Dotty.

While he was in a trance I asked him some direct questions. "Tell me about your sexual experiences?"

"Not much to tell. I am a virgin. I have masturbated. I have never had intercourse." 

I was surprise. "How old are you?"

"I was eighteen two weeks ago"

This kid was six feet five inches and weighed well over two hundred fifty pounds. I had just assumed he was older and experienced. 

"Have you ever seen a naked woman?"

"No."

"Not even mother or sisters?"

"I'm an only child and my mother would never let me see any part of her body."

"Would you like a woman to make love with you?"

"Yes."

"Do you have a girl friend?"

"No, I have trouble talking to girls. I just don't know what to say." 

I deepened his trance even further and gave him some conditioning instructions.

"When you wake up I will introduce you to a woman named Dotty. You will talk easily to her and the two of you will agree to come back here at six o'clock tomorrow evening to begin work."

I left him in his trance and went to Dotty. "Dotty, go into a deep trance."

She immediately went limp in the seat. "I am going to waken you and bring you back to my office. You will meet a man named Steve. You will agree to come back tomorrow evening at five o'clock to start work. You will be very comfortable with him and make him feel welcome. Are you a virgin?"

"No."

"Tell me about it?"

"Two years ago I had a boy friend that talked me into having intercourse with him."

"Did you enjoy it?"

"No. It hurt, it was too fast and we never dated again."

"Any other experiences?"

"Not intercourse, no."

"Are you concerned about becoming pregnant?"

"I suppose so. I really don't think about it."

"Are you on the pill?"

"Yes, my mother insisted if I went away to collage I had to take birth control pills."

I woke her and brought her into the office. I woke Steve in front of her. "Steve, wake up and meet Dotty"

Steve woke up and smiled at Dotty. They introduced each other and generally acted like the subject of hypnosis had never came up. I told them they were both hired and they should report to work tomorrow evening at five o'clock. They left the office talking animatedly. I just had time for my next applicant. What happened with the subsequent applicants will be portrayed in future stories.

The next evening at five o'clock sharp Steve and Dotty appeared at my office. I brought them into my private office and locked the door. I had W4's for them to sign and I gave them time cards. I'm sure they were feeling very much like regular employees. I had them sit on my large couch. Interestingly, they sat next to each other. 

"I want both of you to go into a deep trance." They both, immediately became limp and sprawled out.

"Steve, I want you to remain in a deep trance and stand up and strip naked." He did.

This young man was well endowed! His penis looked like eight inches long and two inches in diameter, limp. Except he was slightly erect. I suspect the circumstances were arousing him.

I had him fold his clothes in a neat pile and go back to sleep. 

Next it was Dotty's turn. I had a study adjoining my office that was like a studio apartment. I took Dotty's hand and led her into the study. When we were in the study, I closed the door. "Do you like Steve?"

"Yes, he seems very nice."

"Do you want to make love with him?"

"Yes."

"When I wake you, you will do everything I tell you without question. Do you understand?"

"Yes."

"No matter what I ask of you, you will do it without thinking. Whenever I talk to you, it will make you feel aroused. Your body will feel a strong sexual need. Do you understand that?" 

She said yes and started to squirm. 

I checked on Steve. He was sleeping soundly. His penis was still slightly erect.

"Dotty, strip naked." I was very direct to test her. She hurriedly took off her clothes. When she was naked, I spread my legs and opened my pants. 

"Come here and give me a blow job?"

She came right over and took my penis in her mouth and started to suck. It felt wonderful. Very warm and wet. My penis quickly became erect. I told myself not to climax. I hoped my body would obey. I didn't want to push it so after about two minutes I told her to stop and get on the floor on all fours. 

"I'm going to fuck you in the ass. You will love it. You must not tighten your sphincter when you feel my penis."

I applied copious KY Jelly to my penis and her anus and shoved. It went in smoothly. It was tight. I pumped back and forth while feeling her clit. She began to make humming noises. 

"As you feel my penis moving in your ass and my hand on your clit, you will begin to climax. Scream when you climax." Soon she began screaming "I'm coming, I'm coming!"

I shot into her and pulled out. I wiped myself off and told her to sleep. She collapsed on the floor. 

"From now on you are going to have a strong need to hear my voice. You will call me frequently, not more than two times a day, to hear my voice. When you hear my voice, you will do whatever I tell you. Doing whatever I tell you will make you feel good. You will think of me as your master. Do you understand?"

"Yes."

"It will make you feel very secure and comfortable to think of me as your master."

"Yes, Master."

"Now, you are going back in the room with Steve. You are going to be his master. Do you understand?"

"Yes Master."

"He will do whatever you ask of him, as long as the two of you are coming here."

"Yes, Master."

The two of us walked back into the office. I had pulled my clothes back on. Dotty was still naked. 

"Steve, I am here with Dotty. You will do whatever she wants of you. You will do it without question. Do you understand?"

"Yes."

"Dotty, he is all yours."

I stepped back to see what would happen. 

She walked up to him and put her feet in front of his face. "Lick my feet?" 

He did. She seemed to enjoy it. She sat on the couch with her legs spread. "Now lick my pussy?"

He kneeled in front of her and began to lick her pussy. She began to grind her crotch into his face. I noticed that Steve's immense cock was becoming erect. 

"Put your cock into my pussy and don't come until I tell you."

He leaned into her and guided his cock into her. It went in slowly. Then he began pumping. Very slowly. This continued for several minutes. She began breathing harder and humming. He was pumping slowly. Finally she began to scream, "I'm coming, I'm coming you can come." 

He started pumping faster and faster and gave a loud moan and emptied into her. He then collapsed onto her. She put her arms around him and held on.

"I am going to waken both of you from your trance. You will both not remember what happened, except that you made love and enjoyed it. The fact I watched everything will not bother you. You will not think about it. The suggestions I gave both of you will remain in your unconscious. When I count to three, you will both waken. One, two, three." They woke in each other's arms with me standing there. They looked at each other and kissed. 

"Well, you have finished your first day of work. You have each earned one hundred dollars tonight."

"This is work?" They both said in unison.

They got dressed and left holding hands. Based on the conversation it was clear Dotty was the ruler of that roost. 

The next day at exactly nine in the morning I got a telephone call. "Master, this is Dotty, I just had to hear your voice."

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Hypnotic Sex Slaves...



On the bulletin board it was suggested that I was being too conservative. Okay, here is a story that could happen, but certainly shouldn't happen. Unfortunately, I know of at least two criminal cases where doctors were convicted for taking advantage of their patients. One with drugs, one without drugs. In these stories we only deal with hypnosis. This story did not happen.

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"Harry, you never spend any time with your family! You are always at your damned office seeing patients."

"Jennifer, you like to live well and so do I. If I don't spend that time seeing patients we are going to have to cut back on things like the opera box and the European vacations. What brought this outburst up?" I knew that Jennifer did not complain about my hours unless she had something pretty specific.

"It's the twins. They have been moping around. Complaining that 'life is not fair' " 

"What does that mean?" Our twin boys, Stan and Sean, were eighteen and suffering from late adolescence insecurities. As a psychologist I could recognize the symptoms, but I sure wasn't going to try to deal with it.

"They went out on a double date and the girls were rude to them. They felt completely rejected."

"Terrific, what do you want me to do about it?"

"You are the famous psychologist, couldn't you do something for them?"

"What did you have in mind?"

"I don't know, hypnotize them to be happy, something?"

"Jennifer, you know that I won't screw around with our children."

"Could you find them some girls who would make them feel good?"

"Make them feel good? How the fuck am I suppose to find girls that would make Sean and Stan happy?" When I got frustrated I swore. Jennifer was used to it and ignored it. 

"I don't know. Maybe you have patients who would like the twins?"

"Jennifer, I can't just tell a patient that I have two over sexed, eighteen year old sons that want to be made to feel good."

"You know, Harry, I put up with all kinds of shit from you and when I ask you to do something, you make fun of me." Jennifer was beginning to look teary. Great!

"All right, all right, don't cry. I'll try to do something." I didn't have the slightest idea what. But, I sure knew that I wanted to quiet her. Jennifer's father was Charles Slade, a very rich man who had given us a lot of money. Charlie was ninety two and Jennifer was the apple of his eye and only child. I was planning on how I was going to invest his hundred million dollars.

I forgot the conversation immediately. I never expected the subject to come up again, until ...

"Dad, Mom said you were going to get Sean and I a couple of beautiful concubines." Oh, Good! Stan was practically drooling. The twins were reasonably good looking young men, about six feet, 185 pounds, in athletic condition. They were just insecure.

"Stan, did your mother say how I was to do this feat?"

"Sure, she said you would convince a couple of your famous patients that Sean and I were terrific and they should be nice to use." He had a lear on his face when he said "nice."

"When is this going to happen, Sean and I are tired of being virgins?" That was subtle. On one hand, I was pleased the twins felt they could talk to me, on the other hand, in this case I had too much information. Clearly their mother thought I would do something. If I didn't do something Jennifer would feel that I embarrassed her with the twins. Not good. 

"I'll keep working on it."

"Soon, please?"

"Soon."

The next day at the office I went over my patient list. I had one patient, a young aspiring actress, who was afraid of flying. She was seeing me to overcome her phobia. I had been treating her conventionally, with therapy. We were exploring her history to discover the root of her phobia. I thought it probably related to her favorite aunt dying when she was twelve. Her phobia was actually a fear of dying. 

Her family was rich and they could afford extended therapy. She had been coming in twice a week for about two months. She was still deathly afraid of flying, but now she would get on planes without fear of having a panic attack. She still needed a lot of work. I was certain she would accept hypnosis as a treatment option. Her name was Charlotte. She would be in today.

Charlotte was very pretty. She looked like "Buffy the Vampire Killer." "Charlotte, this is going very slowly. Would you like to try hypnosis?"

"Oh, yes, Dr. Windsor, that would be wonderful."

"Buffy, I'm sorry, Charlotte, sit in the large chair." She giggled. I had made that slip several times and had explained that was my favorite TV show. 

"Put your head back and relax. Watch my finger. As it gets closer to your nose you will feel your self going into a trance. As the finger gets closer, the trance will get deeper. When the finger touches your nose you will be in a very deep trance." I slowly brought my finger toward her nose as I spoke. Her eyes started to cross and then her eyes closed when I touched her nose.

"Your whole body is limp and you feel yourself floating deeper and deeper. Can you hear me?"

She answered in a dreamy voice. "Yes, I hear you."

"Charlotte, I am going to waken you by counting to three. You will waken from a very deep trance. You will not remember anything that I have done since you entered this room. Do you understand?"

"Yes." In the same voice.

"When you wake you will do everything I say, without question or hesitation. Do you understand?"

"Yes."

"One, two, three."

She slowly opened her eyes. She looked around. "What are we going to talk about today?"

"Today, I wanted to talk about how you relate to your mother. Lift your right hand in the air and hold it there."

She lifted her right hand straight up and acted as if nothing had happened. "How do you get along with your mother?"

She started to talk without lowering her arm. "Why are you keeping your arm in the air?"

"I don't know."

"Open your blouse."

Without hesitation she unbuttoned her blouse. She had a pink bra on. "Take off your bra." 

Again without hesitation she removed her bra. Her breasts were magnificent. Very firm. She really did not need a bra. She obviously got sun without wearing one. She kept right on talking about her mother. 

"Charlotte, go into an even deeper trance."

She fell back with her arm still in the air. After every move she put her hand back in the air. 

"Charlotte, are you a virgin?"

"No."

"Do you have a boy friend?"

"No."

I couldn't resist. I took my penis out of my pants. It was already getting erect. I walked up to her. Charlotte, give me a blow job?"

She opened her eyes and looked at my erect penis. She bent forward took it into her hand and guided it into her mouth. It was very warm and wet. She seemed to be familiar with the procedure. She quickly sucked me to ejaculation. She swallowed the load. I took out a napkin and wiped her face. While there I felt her breasts. Firm satin. Well, back to the matter at hand. Charlotte was clearly a very good subject.

I had her put her clothes back on. The next patient was due in fifteen minutes. I told her we spent the period talking about her mother and she would feel a little better about flying. I also told her that I would be calling her and she would not remember the telephone calls.

"When you hear my voice you will go into a trance. No one else in the room will know that you are in a trance. Do you understand?"

"Yes."

"When ever I take your left hand and hold it you will go into a deep waking trance. Only I will know you are in a trance. Do you understand?"

"Yes."

She got dressed, thanked me for a productive session and agreed to come back in two days.

My last patient was at 7:00 PM. I called Charlotte at home. She had her own apartment in an expensive part of town. "Charlotte, this is Dr. Windsor." 

"Yes, Dr. Windsor."

"Are you alone?"

"No, I am not alone."

"Who is with you?"

"My best friend, Grace."

"Tell Grace you would like her to meet me and I was going by your apartment on my way home. I had to pick up your insurance papers for processing."

"Grace, Dr. Windsor is coming by for some insurance papers. He has to come by here on his way home. I'd like you to meet him?"

"What did she say?"

"She would like to meet you."

"I'll be right there."

Charlotte lived ten minutes from the office. While driving over I mulled over what I was going to do with this opportunity. If I blatantly tried to hypnotize Charlotte's friend and it didn't work I would be in deep shit. She would wonder what was going on and could cause serious problems. Subtlety was called for. I hoped my wife and kids appreciated what I was doing for them.

It was a small luxury apartment building in a cul-de-sac. When I rang the door bell Charlotte let me in. She had changed to Jeans and a t shirt.

"Dr. Windsor, please come in. What was it you needed?" 

I took her left hand. Holding it firmly, I whispered to her. "Tell Grace that I am really neat and I make you feel good and you want me to make her feel good too,"

Grace was a cute women who appeared to be about twenty two. She was similarly dressed. 

"Grace, Dr. Windsor is really neat. He makes me feel so good. I asked him if he could make you feel good too."

"How do you make Charlotte feel so good, doctor?"

"By hypnosis, would you like to try?"

"Can you make me do things I don't want to do?"

"Of course not. That is well known that you can't make someone do something that they wouldn't want to do. I can make you relaxed, comfortable and feel very good."

"Charlotte, what do you think?"

"Do it Grace, do it." She said that with great enthusiasm. 

"All right. I'll give it a try."

"Let me demonstrate on Charlotte first. It always goes better when the potential subject sees another person succumb.

"Charlotte sit in this chair." I led her to an over stuffed chair in the living room. I took her left hand and held it.

"Charlotte count to ten. With each number you will go into a deeper trance. At ten you will be in a deep trance." I could have recited Happy Birthday and it would have had the same result. Charlotte went into a deep trance. Her body relaxed completely. 

"I will no wake you by counting three. When you wake up you will feel fabulous and you will describe how you feel to Grace." I was slightly concerned that Charlotte's amnesia would be apparent to Grace and I thought it was too soon for that. By having her describe how she felt neither one would realize that Charlotte was somnambulistic.

"One, two, three."

"Oh, Grace I feel radiant. You just have to try it!" She was really enthusiastic.

"Grace, you want to try?"

"Sure." 

"Charlotte, let Grace sit in the big chair. You sit on the couch. Grace, count to ten. With each number your body will feel more relaxed. At ten your body will be completely limp. Put your head back, close your eyes and relax." I knew that Grace was conditioned by watching Charlotte. My only issue now was whether Grace was somnambulistic. If she was going to remember what happened while she was hypnotized that would not work in this case.

Grace counted to ten. I watched her body as she counted. It became visually more relaxed and when she got to ten it was completely limp. "Grace, you are in a deep trance. Your trance is so deep that you will not be able to move. Try to raise your arm?"

Grace tried to raise her arm. She slightly shifted her shoulder and nothing else happened. I let her struggle for a while. Struggles like that are the best way to dramatically deepen a trance. 

"I am going to waken you by counting to three. When you waken you will still not be able to move and you will not know why. When ever I hold your left hand you will go back into a deep trance. One, two three."

Grace opened her eyes but did nothing else.

"Grace could you help me get a file?"

Grace just lay there.

"Grace is something wrong?"

"No, I just can't move."

"Why not?"

She started to laugh. She had a pleasant laugh. "I don't know."

I took her left hand and held it. "Grace go back into a deep trance."

I took Charlotte's left hand and didn't say anything. "Did you girls have any plans for tonight?"

Grace spoke. "No, we were just going to hang together."

That was true. " Grace do you have a serious boy friend?" "Not right now."

"Grace are you a virgin?"

"No."

"When ever you hear my voice or think of my voice the two of you will both get very sexually aroused. Do you both understand?"

They both said yes in unison. "Are you aroused now?"

They again both said yes in unison. "I want you both to take off all of your clothes. Fold them neatly."

They both stood up and began to pull off their jeans. Then their shirts came off. What bodies. In unison they both took off their panties and bras and stood before me naked. Charlotte was a real blonde and Grace was a brunette. They both looked like they worked out. I was glade I stayed in shape. I would be better able to test the merchandise for my twins.

I quickly took off my clothes. "Grace, you suck my penis and Charlotte you lick Grace's cunt." At my age, I wasn't sure how long it would take me to get hard again. Grace sucked with enthusiasm and Charlotte licked Grace. I wondered whether that was a new thing. I would have to ask. Clearly Grace enjoyed it. I did get hard.

"Charlotte, get on your hands and knees right here. Grace you get on your hands and knees in front of Charlotte. Charlotte, I am going to push my penis into you while you lick Grace. You will cum when you feel me ejaculate. " They took the positions. My plan was to finish in Charlotte's ass if I could hold on. Not to worry, nature helps out 55 year old men that way. After a few minutes of very pleasant pumping I told Charlotte that I was changing point of entry. I pulled out of her vagina and put my dripping penis up to her anus. "Charlotte relax your sphincter." 

She did and I pushed. It was glorious. I was thanking my sons for being insistent. When I came, both women had their orgasms. Grace made moaning noises and Charlotte vibrated on my penis and said "Oh, oh, oh." 

"We all need to wash up. Lets all of us go into the shower."

We all went into the shower and washed off. I was truly enjoying myself. When we finished washing I had the women dress and come back into the living room.

"I am going to wake both of you. You will feel wonderful and will not remember what we did. You will not know you have been hypnotized. You will do everything I tell you while I hold your left hands. Grace you sit in this chair in front of me and Charlotte you sit on my right. I took both of their left hands.

I want you to call my house tomorrow and tell my son Sean that the two of you want to go out with Sean and Stan. You will make a date to meet at my house. Do the two of you understand?"

They both said yes. I let go of their hands.

"How do the two of you feel?"

"Terrific, in unison."

"I have two handsome twins I wish the two of you could meet?"

Grace spoke. "Dr. Windsor, I'm sure that we can do that."

That night I told Jennifer that everything was under control. 

"Oh, Harry, that is wonderful." She then gave me a passionate kiss. My mind was willing but clearly, the body wasn't. I gently stopped her as she was reaching for my fly.

"Honey, it's been a hard day at the office. I am worn out."

The next day at dinner Stan announced that one of my patients had called and said she and a girl friend wanted to meet Sean and him. I told him to make the date and have them meet at the house Sunday, when I would be home.

The boys did that. Now I had to decide how to proceed. I knew I had decided long ago that I would not practice my profession on my children, but this was different. I could not take a chance that something would go wrong. I told the boys to meet me in my office at seven tomorrow morning to discuss their upcoming date.

The next morning we left at the same time in our own vehicles. When we got to the office, I ushered the boys into my office. I had two hours until my first patient. The boys had to be at the university by ten.

"I wanted to meet you guys here because I don't think your mother should be involved in this guy thing. Do you agree?" They both agreed. "I want to hypnotize you two to make sure that you perform Sunday. Is that all right?"

"Why would you want to do that, Dad?" From Sean.

"The two of you are nervous about the date, right?"

They looked at each other then at me. They glumly shook their heads yes.

"Well, I am going to condition you so that you will be confident and won't be nervous."

"Okay, Dad. We'll do it."

"Both of you sit on the couch. On the opposite ends. Watch this spinning dial. " I had a dial that I sometimes used to capture the subjects attention. "As the dial spins you will feel yourself sinking into a trance. Deeper and deeper. Your eyelids are getting heavy and you can't keep your eyes open. Your eyes are locked tight, you can't open them." I repeated the process for several minutes. When I was sure they were under I tested them.

"Try to open your eyes?" They tried and couldn't. "When I count to three you will waken. When I say sleep you will go into an even deeper trance."

"One, two, three." They opened their eyes. 

"When are you going to hypnotize us?" By Stan. 

"Sleep.' They both slumped. "On Sunday when you meet the girls you will feel very confident. Stan you will be with Grace and Sean you will take Charlotte. You will suggest that they go to Charlotte's apartment. The girls will agree. When you get there I will be there. You will not see me. You will hear me in your minds and do everything I tell you." 

I told them that they would not remember being hypnotized and woke them. When they woke we swapped dating fables. After a while we broke up after I hugged both boys and told them I loved them.

Sunday, right on cue, the women showed up. I had previously conditioned them to suggest going back to Charlotte's apartment. I left ahead of them and went to the apartment. They drove separately and arrived at the same time. I was already in the apartment, having received a key from Charlotte. 

"This is a swell apartment you have, here" My sophisticated son, Sean. I stepped into the room. 

"Sleep, all of you."

They all sprawled on the floor. All of them were in jeans and shirts. "When I wake you, you will feel very aroused. You will take all of your clothes off, getting even more aroused as you do so. Sean you will carry Charlotte into the bedroom. Stan, you will stay with Grace in this room. I will direct what you do next."

They all woke up and took their clothes off. The women were eyeing the boy's penises. They were large and quite erect. So much so that getting the pants off was difficult. When they were all naked, Sean went over to Charlotte and swooped her up. The boys were involved with athletics and were strong. Charlotte put her right hand around his neck and her left hand on his erect cock. The three of us went into the bedroom.

"Stan, Grace, freeze until I come back."

"Sean, tell Charlotte to give you a blow job." 

"Charlotte, give me a blow job."

Charlotte proceeded to suck his cock while holding his balls. "Sean, you will not ejaculate until I tell you." Charlotte sucked for about a minute. Sean looked like he was in pain. "Sean you can ejaculate." 

He shot and she swallowed. He seemed to go on forever. "Charlotte, keep sucking Sean until he becomes erect again." I figured I had three minutes. Oh to be 18. I went back to Stan and Grace. They hadn't moved. 

Stan was erect. I felt Grace, she was a swamp. "Grace, lay on your back with your legs spread and your knees bent." She did. "Stan, take your penis and put it into her." He did. 

"Stan, pump until I tell you to cum. Grace, when you feel Stan cum you will have an orgasm."




Hypnotic Sex Slaves...



I went back to Sean and Charlotte. He was still pumping. This time it was Charlotte who looked in pain. "Sean you can ejaculate." 

Charlotte screamed and Sean screamed "Yeah!"

I went back to Stan. He looked in great pain. "Stan, you can cum." He screamed and Grace whooped. They then held each other. Now was the primary reason that I set all of this up. 

I brought them all back to the living room. "Sleep, all of you." They all slumped back on the floor. Naked. 

"When I wake you, you will feel very good. Grace, you will feel very comfortable with Stan and Charlotte you will feel comfortable with Sean. Sean and Stan you will feel good thoughts about Grace and Charlotte. You will remember making love you will not remember being hypnotized. 

Grace and Charlotte from now on you will be sex slaves for Stan and Sean. When ever either Sean or Stan speaks to you you will become aroused and want to do what ever they ask. Only I am able to release you from your sexual slavery. You will not want to be released. You will enjoy every contact with them. 

Sean and Stan will always be considerate and never hurt either woman. None of you will ever tell anyone outside this room that you were all four together naked. It will be your shared secret. One, two three." 

They all opened their eyes. They looked at each other. Charlotte started to laugh. Pretty soon they were all laughing. I quietly left. When I got home, Jennifer was waiting for me. 

"Where were you?"

"I was making sure that Sean and Stan got a good start."

"Did they?"

"They sure did!"