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Eighteen. What sensation could be better?

I remember that time as the best period of my life. School was just finished and, finally, I was about to live my first vacation abroad alone. Well not all alone, Gemma, a girl from another school was my travel mate. I met her for the first time one week before. Our English teacher had organized our holiday, but only from the didactic side. In the beginning we would stay in a hostel that was very cheap. but our dream was to find a small job and rent a room all for us. This was our dream.

Late June we arrived in London . At the airport we met Mr. Taylor, who was a bit different than I fantasized him to me. Charles Taylor and his friend John were young guys, much too interested in our curves to allow us scared young girls to get lost in a big foreign city. How lucky we were, I thought. The idea to meet an old boring professor judging my cheap English had tormented me in the previous two weeks.

Gemma seemed to click Charles almost immediately. John looked more the kind of guy you need to seduce, to tease slowly, having him at your feet begging without even notice it… how far from the reality I was. How innocent I was!

We stopped in the hostel to leave our luggage and than we gave up to the possibility to have a beer in a pub. Well they didn’t had to insist that much indeed. After a beer, in fact, everything becomes easier. My English become very fluent and confident and also cheerful. John and Charles seem appreciate our company and our smiles were almost enough to have them pay for us. Well I’m sure the extra button that accidentally opened up in my shirt gives John a good help in deciding it. In that moment I remember I thought I was in love of that city.

The guys worked in the Tower of London and the opportunity to see the crown’s jewels for free made me forget about the insistent stare of John to my cleavage. Yes dear, what you see is a breast that doesn’t need any bra yet as you can obviously see in this moment. I thought myself, bottoming up the second glass, exposing my chest to him.

From time to time the two guys spoken with each other, speaking fast and using the -Cockney slang— those Londoners are famous for, making me think they didn’t want us to know the subject of their speeches. In the same way, speaking Italian, we did something similar. Gemma told me she was almost drunk confirming to me that it was the effect of the alcohol that spinning sensation of happiness I was feeling. To increase their anticipation, we went dancing in a small corner. This was a typical way we used to keep their attention on our booty. It just needs few seconds of chick to chick dancing to have them back with us. I remember I saw the other guys in the pub watch with a sort of envy of our two knights. From that moment on a sort of confused euphoria melted my thought and memories.

That wasn’t the first time I had got drunk, probably they didn’t know in Italy there is not so much control about alcohol and there is a good possibility to get trained in the art of drinking at a young age!

All they could reach was, in that first day, to obtain our company the next day. We would have met them at the entrance of the Tower of London in the afternoon, after the class. So tired and still spinning head we went to sleep. We could not claim a better beginning of our first day in London .

The class was almost incompressible, I’d never listened so many unrecognisable words in my life. To learn English was the purpose of our trip, but I felt very uncomfortable noticing how little basic knowledge I had. A bit sad about the poor result of the first test, we proceeded to our meeting. At least the smile of John and Charles, wearing their uniform, changed our mood.

Very self confident in that environment, they brought us through a special entrance skipping all the line in front of the ticket office.

Included in the free visit there was also some documentation and an audio guide. I asked for an Italian one, but they told us this was made especially for us in very simple English and very, very personalized. While saying that, John smiled to me, in a way that made me feel really special. I noticed Gemma thanking Charles, probably for the same reason.

They opened a door and we entered directly into the museum. They gave us headsets to wear, and I smiled while listening John’s voice explaining. The recording was very detailed, indeed he suggested me to seat for awhile in the show room. Not much people there. Gemma arrived in seconds.

The video was showing some details about the difficulties to obtain a perfect diamond like the koh-i-noor or a cullinam. I didn’t know John was so expert in diamonds. Probably he was reading something even if I was totally detached about the subject it was good to listen about light refraction and number of small faces, each one with a different behaviour. Magnified into the whole wall video was perfectly clear how eye-catching the stones were. John was explaining me some properties of this light refraction. And word by word I started slowly to understand something I never noticed before, something so simple and natural. Repeating myself how blind I was before when I couldn’t appreciate the amazing and natural attitude of the flashing lights to relax me making me feel so open and safe.

With my peripheral vision I noticed that Gemma was fascinated by it as well her eyes enraptured by the colours and I felt happy she was trying my same wonderful experience. After awhile her head fell softly ahead in a sort of deep meditation, like trying to absorb as much as she could all the energy emanating from the spinning gem. Sweet dear Gemma was so tired and needing for rest.

— Have a relaxing nap, dear. We are not in hurry here. I’ll care of you…— I found myself thinking so happy I could stay seated there waiting for her.

In that moment John’s voice started counting down from 5 to 1 and with each number I understood what was happened to Gamma.

Deep, relaxing, soothing sensations were wrapping my body and my mind, and a strong will to let go into this bliss were building in me each more and more.

As single, simple, perfect word made me comprehend the truth. I heard John reach zero and all I desired was to sleep, following naturally his precious suggestion.

—SLEEP, deeper and deeper… SLEEP, so open, so safe, so natural desire to fall deeper and deeper…—

I felt my head falling, my chin against my chest, my neck totally relaxed, so eager to learn more and more. To learn all about the shining of the Queen’s diamond. I lost the track of the time, the track of my thoughts. So busy in descending staircases, numbers, triggers, shines on you a Queen’s diamond… SLEEP… deeper and deeper… obey… submit… falling deeper and deeper. Learning how to open my mind wider to Queen’s words. Magic and special words spoken for me, just for me, making me feel so loved and desired. It was like a special chain of heavenly sounds. I was feeling so busy to place them into my mind in the proper places, ordering my memory archive perfectly, following a natural sequence of succession, following his precious suggestions. I was so tired, deep into myself but still so eager for new words, for new instructions. My mind were shining in the Queen’s diamond light so perfectly organized in a infinite carousel of flashing spots slowly moving before my closed eyes.

To be able to see the perfection of the diamond was something that made me so proud. John thought me how to see it again and again just thinking of it, just letting my mind open to His suggestions, and I couldn’t wait to tell him I was able to see the lights. My mind now was able to return to this deep relaxed and concentrated state very easily. John taught me the way.

—Oh John! How smart are you. Please, I’m not sure I learnt enough yet… please teach me again and again… yes I will do my homework repeating the lesson… yes I won’t disappoint my Queen … No, I won’t disobey my Queen, John… SLEEP… and 5. Awake, Alice. Wide awake.—

Gemma was watching me, smiling.

—Welcome back sleepy head.— Gemma said, inviting me to continue the tour. – It seems we had the same strange dream.—She continued with her eyes shining of happiness like mine.

The rest of the tour proceeded more or less regularly. Time to time I had the impression that Gemma became blank and eyes vacant. What a wonderful think I remember I thought, how wonderful it would be to feel the same.

Charles and John were waiting us at the end of the path, surprisingly happy to see us.

—How was the visit, ladies?—said Charles.

—Amazing.—answered Gemma giving him back the audio guide

—Wow, guys. I really don’t know how we can pay you back for this incredible…—

—Our pleasure.— interrupted me John – The happiness painted on your face is enough, like when it shines on you a Queen’s diamond.— concluded

Instantly I heard Gemma say the only perfect sentence possible in that moment and in a second I felt my nipples tingling and my mouth echoing my first sincere -Yes Master—.

At the Hostel we were preparing ourselves. Indeed we were hoping to receive a phone call from the guys. It was obvious that they were very interested in the two of us. The way John had spoken to me before to leave the museum… His lovely words… If He only knew how much my head was spinning while dreaming to tell Him my strong will to obey and submit to Him… ummmm.

—Control, Alice . You need to keep the control of the situation. It is unfair to let a guy understand you’re interested. Let him beg a little bit more before…— I repeated myself stopping masturbating under the shower

—What the hell are you doing there? There is a line of girls here waiting from an hour.—

The -I’m coming— I answered made all the girls laughing.—Bad girls. Always thinking to the worst…—

When I returned to our room, Gemma was answering the phone.

—Yes Master we’ll be ready in few minutes… Yes master we’ll do that… Yes Master I obey, bye.—

—Gemma, it was Charles you were calling Master?—

—Uhmm? What? —

—Charles, yes… He… they are going to meet us at Covent Garden subway station.—

—Why Master? I mean… you where…—

—We’re in hurry Alice . Please stop saying silly things and prepare yourself. You’re still half naked. Hurry up, hurry up.—She pushed me.

We arrived late getting lost in the knotty colours of subway lines. Just luckily we saw the right station to get off.

—Sorry, we’re late...— I tried to apologize

—Worse.—Commented John—You’re Italian.

We stopped eating something, most drinking indeed. Than I saw Charles indicating it was time to his friend and we moved to a place they were calling Tropicana. Nice name I thought, it gave me the impression of a funny place.

Just entered I felt a bit crestfallen. A bit old style place. Serious people around, chic dressed. There were stunning tall ladies. John and Charles seemed know them, let’s say very well. Indeed the kissed some of them and I couldn’t help myself to notice that the ladies were very happy to lay their hands on the guys. I’ve never been jealous in my life so that didn’t hurt me at all, but maybe a sort of envy. It wasn’t a lesbian thought. Just something I still wasn’t able to finalize.

We seated at a marginal table. Good choice I thought it meant to me the guys wanted a bit if intimacy with us. No way. Not the time to say few words and it appeared a mid-aged lady. Queen Carla was her name. Or this was the way our friends referred to her with a sort of timid respect.

She seated at the table and, briefly spoken with the guys started playing with the golden chain of the necklace she was wearing. Hanging at the end of the chain there was a crystal ball. It reminded me immediately one of the diamonds I saw few hours before, and I was happy to notice the shape of the facets. Few hours before I would have thought it was only a crystal pendant. Now I knew that the cut of all those small facets must be done in the proper way to have the right prismatic effect. Allowing the light to enter in every direction and, like a natural amplifier, sparkling the rays out in that typical refractive effect. I felt proud of myself about how much I still remembered about the video. Indeed I felt a bit stupid to have slept during the explanation. Well, probably it was just a short light nap.

—Charles, John, SLEEP!—shouted the lady

Only in that moment I noticed that John and Charles where staring to the pendant too and as the mesmerizing woman suggested, their eyes dropped close without any resistance.

—What… What did you do to them?—I said.

Queen Carla just watched me smirking

—She just… hypno… hypnotized them, Alice.—Said my travel mate—Isn’t it?—She asked but her attention was still fixed at the swinging pendant

—Very good Gemma. Here we have an expert. Have you been hypnotized before Gemma?—

In that moment I felt like cut out from the conversation. Gemma and Queen Carla seemed connected with an invisible cable, communicating between themselves in a high speed way.

—Hypnotized? Why do you say so? It’s wired… I… I… Gemma!— I tried to break the soporific feeling that was now embracing all of us.

—It’s not wired Alice.— Carla answered me eventually – For someone it’s just not easy to understand and for someone else it has a strong appeal. For Gemma, here, it is more an alluring enchantment. You see how she desires to go on with it? How consumed she is to go deep into this feeling?—

Now her voice was soothing and captivating. Now it was obvious what she was doing to Gemma.

—Please stop it, you cannot compel people this way. It’s wrong! Gemma, wake up! She’s tricking you…— I said without results

—You’re right Alice . Wide awake Gemma! Wide awake now!— She said

—What… Why did you… Alice ! Why did you stop it?– remonstrated Gemma.

—She was…— I started

—I know what she was doing. God, Alice! It was wonderful and funny, what the hell is wrong with you? Relax, Alice . Eighteen. We are eighteen. When do you think you will live such kind of experiences if not now?— She complained leaving the table to go to the bar for another beer. My first desire was to leave them all there and come back to the hostel but Carla noticed my disappointment and said something that changed my point of view.

—Don’t be so hard with yourself, Alice. I know you only want what is best for her and it’s good to have a friend like you, but she’s also right, trust me, what you leave when you’re eighteen, cannot be caught again. Never again. Let’s put it this way. I promise I won’t force you in anything, and I’ll let you watch over her. If you say -Stop— I will, immediately, deal?—She concluded extending her hand.

—Did you give to the guys the same induction?—I played for time indicating the two sleepy beauty boys .

—Indeed they almost forced me to do it, especially John. But it is better you ask him personally. Gemma is returning. We have a deal?—She insisted. -One single spoken stop and everything will finish.– I agreed shaking her hand.

—So, the two of you waited for me to leave, to talk about me behind my back— Gemma said noticing our hands moving apart.

—So, the two of you waited for me to leave, to talk about me behind my back— Gemma said noticing our hands moving apart.

—She was asking me to release the guys—, said Queen Carla, -What do you think Gemma?—

—So fast? Can’t we have some fun with them before?— asked Gemma, hiding a hand under the table along Charles’ leg.

—Gemma!—

—Stop fighting girls. We will have fun if you want but these guys have something to do before. You really think they can effort the cost of date some girls in such a local?— She added moving her sight to them. -John, Charles, now you know that there is a special thing you want to do. Don’t you, boys?—

—Yes. Queen Carla…— Two zombie voices answered.

—Since I don’t want you two be impolite with your guests, I will let you fee earlier tonight. Let’s say in one hour, is that good for you my pets?—

—Yes Queen Carla, thank you.—

—Well? What are you waiting for now? Wakeup and run your firm asses away. Hurry up!— she instructed with a quick determined command.

—Ummm… Yes… I… I’m sorry Alice . I really hope you enjoy the place here. I’ll meet you shortly. Ok?. Don’t go.— John said still confused. In few seconds they disappeared behind a door.

—So ladies. Don’t you think is a bit too noisy here? Come with me.—

Gemma watched me with an enquiring look: we’re going to follow her, aren’t we?

As she saw me move up from my chair her smile became a sunset on a happiness sea of joy.

After a small tour we stopped in a reserved room. There was quieter music, discrete lights, comfortable sofas and some soft erotic paintings here and there on the walls. We sat on the black lathered sofas Gemma and Carla on the bigger one, me in a smaller soft armchair a bit apart, as to underline mine detached presence.

A waitress came with a tray with some snacks on, a bottle of frozen lemon vodka and three small glasses. She silently served us, smiling me offering one first drink, saying something like -enjoy the night…—.

I noticed the waitress was wearing a different outfit compared with the others. Probably we were in the private side of the club now. Lifting my glass for the cheering I noticed that between Carla and Gemma there was already a warm confidence.

—Before you pull out your crystal pendant, let’s have a toast. To happiness! Bottoms up! Cheers!—

—Cheers!— Carla answered back doing the same. -Hypnosis is much more than a swinging pendant, Alice . It’s a state of the mind. The tool I use to induce hypnosis is unimportant. Most of my subjects say that my voice help them, other says my words are for some reasons relaxing, the soothing river of my words even when there is no sense in my sentences, like now. Relaxing and soothing… word by word.—

Her hands were floating in front of Gemma’s eyes while speaking and now, almost whispering, she was watching her, watching her lost gaze follow the waving movement of her slender fingers adorned with those red polished nails.

How could Gemma feel so attracted by that? What was her intention? Didn’t she understand how dangerous it could become that game?

—Sometimes to go into trance just need a simple thing to stare. In this case my fingers, my nails, so relaxing to follow as the mind drift into its thoughts but not catching any of them. Just by following simple movements up and down, back and forth. There is nothing special, but at the same time so captivating. It is so easy to get lost in them, like a magnetic connection that compels the eyes to follow, to stay on them. Like a continuous stream of soft movements. Relax… just relax and drift….—

It was so obvious she was overwhelming my friend. How long would Gemma resist before her eyes closed? Her stare was by now becoming heavy, but still so willing to stare, to follow, up and down, back and forth, so captivating in their smooth continuous movement.

—For someone it takes long time to learn how to relax, for someone else it’s a sort of natural instinctive attitude, and the desire to drift and go deeper become more and more easy and natural … moment by moment, word by word, movement by movement, up and down, back and forth…Up and down, back and forth, sometimes the simplest things are the most efficient. It is so easy to learn, so natural and instinctive to follow.—

I thought would probably not resist if it was me in Gemma shoes. If I wasn’t there to take care and manage that Queen Carla respected the rules. It was just a matter of seconds anyway. Gemma was succumbing, her eyes were so heavy and her mouth so relaxed, half open now. Her shoulders collapsed into the sofa, her breath deep and regular. Back and forth, up and down, deeper and deeper.

—In the beginning it is very important to establish with the subject a strong connection, a sort of pedestal from which it is possible to build up a trustable feeling of dependence. Once this feeling is deepen into the subject’s subconscious, it is time to guide the subject deeper and deeper using an anchor word, a trigger. I like simple triggers. Very easy to learn and effortless to understand and remember. I this case I will use the word… SLEEP!—

I knew what a trigger was. I’ve seen it in some stupid movies, the hypnotist snap his fingers saying as much stupid word, like deeper and deeper or… sleep. Of course! Why did I think she could use a different one? That was the proof of her fake skills. I thought it was better so, I was watching an interesting show, for free, whit good drink. As soon as the show was finished I would have another glass of vodka.

—Now next time I say this word, I want you to close your eyes and fall deeper and deeper. Simply, easy, nothing can confuse you. So simple to comply, there is no reason to fail, now… SLEEP! Eyes closed, very well, going deeper and deeper…. deeper and deeper. Eyes open again, OPEN now, yes very good… SLEEP! Eyes closed, deeper and deeper…—

Gemma was very responsive to Queen’s suggestions. Indeed the simplicity of her induction was so disarming, so linear, and so natural. I understood perfectly why Gemma felt that compliant. If I was willing to let go as she was I had followed that trigger too. Indeed the difference between me and Gemma was that she was so eager to try it, so enthusiastic.

—Sleep, awake, sleep, awake, sleep… remove your top… sleep… take off you skirt… sleep… bra and panties… sleep… so comfortable… sleep… no reason to feel strange totally naked… sleep… listen only my voice…—

I recognized distantly she was deepening her obedient subject.

—…4 and 5, wide awake, wide awake now.—

Finally Gemma was awake now. She smiled me like surprised to see me, and it was obvious that to be naked was her last problem, even if Queen Carla was caressing her body.

— Alice ! You’re naked!— she said like revealing a great secret

—You’re naked too. If it does not matter for, you why should it be a problem for me?— She still didn’t make out yet that it was Queen Carla the reason of her nudity.

—SLEEP!— ¯shouted the voice and I finally could go deep again.

I was changing my mind about her and about hypnosis. At the end, this situation was so fucking sexy and arousing. Maybe the vodka or the tongue of Gemma that now was lapping my wet pussy. Queen Carla was right I’ve always been bisexual, and the pleasure I was feeling was the confirmation. The fact it was a girl licking my clit and fingering my pussy made my pleasure hundreds times more arousing.

—Wow girls. There is nothing sexier than two young lesbian making love.—

It was John and in a tick came Charles too. The two guys were watching us and I noticed their pants pulsing in the crotch. Their cocks were becoming hard because of us. Queen Carla was so right: this entire thing was so fucking arousing, and I liked the way the two boys were watching me stimulating my nipples. Queen Carla moved closer to the guys and extracting the hypnotic crystal started to speak to them. Now I was so willing to try Her hypnosis too, I felt a great desire to beg Queen Carla to put me under, to enslave me to transform me in her sex toy, but Gamma tongue, her fingers, my spinning head… it was so difficult to express my thoughts, and I wasn’t able to follow them. Now the two guys were knelling in front of our beautiful Queen. Charles unzipped the small lathered skirt that fell down covering her high heel sandals. With a precise devotion John helped Queen Carla to get free from the now useless garment but it seemed to me his will was to have again the possibility to touch and adore Her feet, Her sandals, Her heels. John hesitated a bit kissing her feet wanting to stay there, but like ruptured form something more generous above him he rose. Now Charles was buried between Queen’s back cheeks and probably his tongue deep unto Her ass. When John started sucking Queen’s cock I felt totally unsurprised, like seeing a huge hard cock emerging from Her stunning beautiful body was the perfect thing to complete Her. Watching the guy opening his mouth and have the shining, red, hot, cock-head between his lips made me orgasm.

I was eighteen, and I thought it was the first time I had an orgasm actually.