This file brought to you by - http://www.mrdouble.com ================================================================================ Message-ID: <091318Z12121995@anon.penet.fi> Newsgroups: alt.sex.stories From: an411379@anon.penet.fi Reply-To: an411379@anon.penet.fi Date: Tue, 12 Dec 1995 09:12:35 UTC Subject: FZ Story - What I Did With MY Hypno-Box! [01] This is not intended for, nor should it be read or downloaded by, minors. It contains graphic depiction of adult sexual activities. There is no force, rape, pedophilia or violence depicted herein. The fictional characters do not represent any persons living or dead, but are wholly created from FranZAM's fur-tile imagination. What I Did With MY Hypno-Box! An Erotic Novelette c. 1995, by FranZAM. All rights reserved, whatever the hell that's worth. This is another LONG exercise in hypnotic fiction. It includes hetero and homosexual lust (mm, ff), group sex, a bit of scat, etc. There is no pedophelia or violence in BOX, only the implied violence of mental seduction/conditioning. There is also very little Literatoor here. It's MindFuck-Fiction. We'll get to characters sometime, as soon as we develop some ourselves! pt 1 I am an inventor. (NOTE FROM FranZAM: That's about it for well-rounded characterization!) I have invented a highly effective (but expensive) induction device which I demonstrate at conventions and for private physicians. It is almost totally compelling in its visual effect, and results are astounding in the profession. The device is a swirling spiral-light box which also gives out an almost subliminal hum. On more than one occasion, I have left this device, turned on, sitting on the dresser of my hotel or motel room, and have on returning from breakfast, discovered one (or more) cleaning personnel standing before the light show... completely mesmerised! They are unaware of their surroundings or even of the passage of time, and when I turn off the machine, they eventually "snap out" of their state, and return to their chores, without remembering anything of their hypnosis! Today, when I return from dinner, a room service boy stands "captured," blank and glazed, food tray clutched in tight hands, as if his unconscious mind is unwilling to drop it. He is short, trim, with dark curly hair, and thick eyebrows. I approach behind him. "What is your name?" I whisper, so as not to startle him awake. I needn't have worried. I actually have to repeat the question more loudly to even get his attention! The answer comes back, in a dreamy murmur: "Jeffery Dale." "Jeffery?" "Mh-hmm." "Jeffery, I will let you sleep soon. I am deep inside your mind, you will not awaken until I allow it, you understand?" "Mh-hmmm," comes the soft answer, and the curly head nods slightly, without breaking his rapt stare at my display. "Falling deeper and deeper, more and more relaxed, unable to move, think or act without my suggestions. I will take your tray, your hands and arms are heavy and you must lower them straight down to your sides. Good. Go very very deep now, Jeffery. Feel my fingers on your temples," and I begin a light but insistent circling of fingertips along his hairline, "putting you into a deep deep dreammm now. Your eyes are ever sooo heavy, they must close now..." and I watch as they obediently sink down and I hear him give a soft, shuddering sigh, as I broadened my strokes to include his neck and shoulders. "Feels sooo gooooood, Jeffery," I drone, "sooo good to fall deeper and deeper asleep. Sleep. Completely under my control. You want to hear and obey, Jeffery, hear and obey. I control your sleep, your mind, your thoughts and actions. You feel as if my voice were your very own private thoughts." I now step back and observe him. His head has nodded down and rests loosely upon his chest. His arms hang down as if they were made of lead. His breathing is soft and slightly trembly, as are his eyelids and facial muscles. "Why are you in the room?" I query. "I... came... to... toooo..." his voice turns dreamlike and almost fades out. "You came to..." I prompt. "To see the machine... Greg told me about it... " He's really under- he can barely move his lips! "What then?" I continue. "Answer more clearly, and remain in deep, deep sleep." The voice is firmer now, but very droning in quality. "I will go home, it's the end... the end of my shiffft..." A few more questions elicit that he is not expected this evening by family or friends. "You feel you must lie down on this bed right behind you." I say, and wait, and after a second his legs stutter to life and carry him across the room. He stretches his form out on one of the beds, and I tell him to lie on his back. I now stroke his temples firmly, feeling his neck muscles offer no resistance at all as I move his head this way and that. "My voice is not a voice.. Jeffery... is is an irresistable force deeeep deeeep within you now. You have absolutely no resistance to the voice. Hear the voice, answer and obey the voice instantly... totally. Now. Who is the sexiest girl on the hotel staff, Jeffery?" His lips form a smile. "Elizabeth Caine" comes the answer. "Do you have a relationship with her?" "No, but I think she likes me." "Concentrate your mind on Elizabeth now, Jeffery. You see her clearly in your mind. She is sooo soo very sexy, isn't she?" "Ohhh, yeah!" and I see his lithe body squirm a little. "Think about her arms, her legs, her hair... you can almost reach out and touch her... and touch her... touch..." now his hand twitches and slides slightly across the bedspread. "Your arms can move now," I continue, "I allow them to move. You can reach right out and stroke her..." Sure enough, first one hand, then the other arcs up into the air as he gives a deep sigh of dreamy pleasure. "You can feeellll her skinnnn.... sooo soffftttt... you stroke over and over her warmmm flesh, Jeffery, you can feeellll her right now, can't you?" "Yehhhhnn..." and a telltale bulge has appeared in his pants! "I will let you stroke her right nowwww with both hands. That's right, very nice... use your palms... use your fingersss... feellll every inch of her naked flesh as I allow you to respond completely to your dreammm...be aware of nothing except your dream..." and as he obeys, his arms now both curling and twisting in front of his face, I carefully unzip and loosen his trousers! He ignores my action, and I slide them down across his thighs- lovely thighs, almost hairless, which right now are relaxed and motionless. Although the boy's eyelids are tightly closed, I detect movement under them, and indeed, his face is turning slightly as if to follow his own private girlie show! His erection has grown more now, and I have to lift the waistband of his shorts outward, so as to be able to lower them as well. It springs out, a lovely straight penis, uncircumcised... about 6 inches, and still growing! as I continue to murmur suggestive images into his mind. "As I let you kiss and strokkke her to your heart's content, you may respond deeply to alll that you feel, Jeffery," I intone, and wait. His penis is now full and rigid, and begins to twitch, tightening and dropping back regularly, as his hands now hold his dream in front of his face... his lips part, and he is miming a kiss. When I see his tongue poke out and search blindly in the air, I gently begin the lightest of touches along the length of his organ. I feel it respond! and hear him take in a quicker panting breath. As my palm and fingertips take control of his genitals, he gradually stops his arm movements and seems frozen in place, except his head, which is questing this way and that as his breathing becomes more rapid. Now I whisper into one red-flushed ear, "Jeffery, what are you feeeeeeellllllinnnnggg?" "Unh, unhhh," and I slide his organ right up into my encircling fingers, helped by a sharp motion of his own slim hips! "Answer and go deep inside her now." "I'm fucking her... oh ohh... I'm fuckfuckfuckinggg... ggg... ggg... yesssss" His voice turns raspy, then halts. His mouth freezes open in a comic grimace and I feel a sudden warm wetness along my palm. He has begun a climax! "Uhhhhhh," he grunts again, as his member ceases all its thrusting and dollop after dollop of semen bubbles out and over the glans. I spread it gently around his length, and he actually has more left! it squirts up in a tiny jet, and then his loins and hips are relaxing, sinking back down into the mattress as I carefully continue my hypnosis so he will not awaken. "Jeffery," I begin softly, and feel one more feeble clenching of the member now softening and shortening in my hand. I spit into my palms to maintain lubrication, and continue the softest of milking motions, until the shiny tube of flesh lies wrinkled and limp over his testicles. "Jeffery, I controlled your dream, your body, and your deepest fantasy... you loved this experience way deep inside, and though you will never remember it, your deep self will compel you to return tomorrow when your shift is over. You will not know why, but upon looking at the spinning lights you will instantly attain the deep state, and you will have to lie on the bed, just as you are now. "You will then count backward from twenty, and as your voice moves you down, down down... you will become sexually aroused. You will not climax," I cautioned, "and you will not be able to move or touch yourself here," (reaching in again to cup his entire package and release it) "but just enjoy your body and await the controlling voice. Do you understand, Jeffery?" "Yes," comes the low murmur between deep, relaxed breaths. "Of course you do, Jeffery, you are mine to control. Sit up now. Good. Stand. Stand up straight." I reposess his genitals in my palm. "Your eyelids are raising, the eyes are heavy but I am opening them. Look straight ahead, see nothing, feel my voice and my fingers." I feel a renewed surge as his stuporous gaze wanders aimlessly over the wall in front of him. "You are going to have another erection soon, Jeffery," I say with confidence, "my fingers feel tingly and electric to you, feel them now, yes, they tickle and tingle and produce a strong desire now, yes, you feel how quickly your erection can come up?" The response is feeble, really, but definitely there! as his voice drones "Yes." "Automatically stiffer and stiffer, stiffer and stiffer, you are becoming full and erect now, erect and stiff, stiff as a long tube of wood, stiff and excited!" and, when I feel he has really erected as much as possible: "...and now I will relax you, Jeffery, yess, under my control you feel yourself softening, hanging down loose and limp again, heavy loose and limp. Yes, good! Say it." "Heavy, l-loose... limm..." "Limp." "Limp." "Feels good, makes you want more." "Want more..." "You will forget now, and return tomorrow." "Yes." THE NEXT NIGHT Upon my entrance to the bedroom the next night, I see that Jeffery has obeyed me in every detail! His form on my bed is completely naked; he's taken it upon himself to remove all his clothes, and the penis pokes straight up into the air as the legs are now wide apart, sometimes bending a little like a frog, and again straightening. Underneath, I can squat down and observe the glutei muscles clenching and relaxing. I drink in the sight, and drop to my knees beside his head, now slightly glistening with perspiration. "Jeffery..." I speak in a low tone, and the wriggling soon stops, and the breath quickens. "Jeffery, the Voice is heeeeeerrrre." His dick surges up again, and its head turns darker red. His legs are stretched straight out now in a taut V. "Obey the Voice now, Jeffery," I command in a much louder tone. "You are already very very horny, aren't you?" "...Yes!" comes a surprisingly loud response. Indeed, a telltale shininess in the soft room light indicates his cock is already leaking out fluid! "Beg me to let you come." "Please let me come! I have to come. Please!" "Of course, you may now come, Jeffery. Getting tighter and tighter, feeling yourself heavy, thick and burning hot, so tingly there right now, trying to hold back, but feeling my voice let you go now..." And in a couple moments, his hips lift off the mattress slightly, his testicles drawn up, and a little spit of semen arcs out and drops onto his lower abdomen. I take the opportunity to reach under his uplifted buttocks, and cup and squeeze them gently. They are quite rigid and strong, his reflexes keep them in the air as he gives up all his sweet sweet milk over his loins. Soon his spasms are ended, and the harsh breathing deepens and the dick is again limp between his legs. My hands remain beneath his ass, and I glory in my ability to lift and maneuver him, probe and stroke him, as he lies, mouth still open, asprawl on my bed! I test my control, and find that Jeffery (as I already suspected) is a perfect subject, having reached a depth of trance wherein I can cause sight, touch and smell hallucinations in his docile, obedient mind. I have him stand in front of my chair now, and turn his back to me. "Bend way over, Jeffery," I say, and shortly he is displaying his wrinkly brown anus, his fingers pulling his buttocks apart, right before my eyes! It is not completely clean, there are a couple or three dried specks, and a bit of lint clinging to the hairs rimming the fascinating aperture. I send him into my bathroom to shower, and I follow to make sure his stupor remains strong. I need have no worry, his motions are mechanical and languid, and after a short time his body is again displayed before me on my bed. "I can rouse you, Jeffery," I drone, "and I can send you off into sweet healing sleep. Sleeeep..." And the nude form is still, the lips drop open, the breathing quickly deepens and the peach-fuzzed abdomen lifts and falls with his slumbering breath. I am erect too! I disrobe, and slide up onto the bed, straddling his trim body. My cock is so hard now! I lift his knee, and position myself between his thighs, and my erection is now rubbed along his inner thigh, my fingers lift his soft scrotum, and my glans nestles itself right alongside his! He is limp and unresisting, and I lift his flaccid member and roll it along my own tumescence... his damp pubes scratch ever so lightly along my cock, it's harder to hold back, I let my own internal muscles tighten and loosen, until, quite suddenly... I can't stop my own reflex... the cock snaps up, its head pressing against his testicles, and my own body gives in to fantasy, and the jism burbles hotly into his crevasse, coating his genitals as my hand moves my cock about, now sliding it round the slimy flesh until I am fully spent. I clean him up this time, and doze off for almost an hour. When I waken with a start, I'm worried he may have wakened himself! but he slumbers still at my side. His flesh has dried during our nap, and my hand rests itself on his abdomen, then slowly brushes its way downward as I rouse him. "You may arouse now, Jeffery," I say in a soft singing tone, "remain under my spell and hear my orders." I turn his thoughts to his object of desire, and issue some instructions, as I watch his penis obediently rise up again. "You will find a way to bring Elizabeth here tomorrow," I order, and his head nods as I continue my physical contact. "You will get her to watch the lights, and to fall into the spell, just as you do automatically now. Insist she study the lights, and try to get her to listen very intently to the sound. When she is under the spell you will know it. She will not move, her eyes will lose their focus, and she will be unable to speak. "Jeffery, only then will you let yourself gaze into the lights. The Voice will come again, and you will obey it." "Obey it," parrots my slave. "Are you becoming horny again, Jeffery?" "Yes." "Tell me how your cock feels." "It kind of aches a lit... ohnhnh... a little" he responds, groaning as his erection now quickly attains its full stature. "What does it want?" "Unh... it... wants to push into a pussy." "Elizabeth's pussy is hot and wet." "Unh unh unh... hettt..." "Do not come, Jeffery, you feel a very skillfull hand alllll alonnnggg your hot penis, don't you? It feels so good! "hhhyesss... good..." "You will now stand, remain deep as you come right over here, yess, and seat yourself in this soffft sofft chair. Good. You sink down down down. The chair faces a mirror. You will look into the mirror now. Good. What do you see?" "Me." "Both your arms are rising right up in front of you, that's right, up, up. Good, they are stiff... like your cock. Stiff and rigid. You cannot move them, cannot bend them even the smallest bit. Try. Try harder. What do you see?" "NRGHGH! I'm trying to move my arms, nrhg! I just can't!" "Stop trying. relax completely, the arms hang down at your sides, so limp and soft, it is only your cock that is stiffer stiffer stffer now." "My cock." "Open your legs and look at it in the mirror, Jeffery. It's beautiful, and I will now arouse you to climax. You will see the smooth smooooth hand making you soooo sooo hot you cannot think anything else, you will only feeeellll the hand... annnd nowww you feeelllll the hand." "Unhunhunh yessss, hannnddd..." I am kneeling beside his chair. We both watch in the mirror as his loins push up and hs knees fall apart, allowing my palm to freely slide over and around his bulging member. "Givvve yourself into the hand... watch the hand caress and stiffen you... let the hannnnddd do everything to your cock... everythinggggg..." I have thought to place some lotion on my palms and now he is responding to me! and not to his dream of Elizabeth! "Yes... hn hn hn.. hn hn hn.. hnhn" he is attempting to set up a rhythm into my squeezing palm, but I frustrated this. "I am milllking your coccckkkk." "Milking my cock! Ahr!" he's now almost shouting. "Quiet, Jeffery," I order quickly, and I slow down my motions. Stand again, and face the mirror." He does so. "You will always be helpless when my hands touch you," I go on now, beginning the caresses anew. His eyes bulge slightly as he is rapt at his display in the glass. "And when I speak you must instantly comply. Do you understand?" I stop my pleasuring, and his reply is eager: "Yes, I understand!" "Instantly at my complete command..." I grasp the inflamed organ and slide down it's length once, feeling the answering surge, as his tip swells almost to bursting! "Ohhh yesss!" but I stop again, teasing and tantalizing his organ. "How does my voice feel to you, Jeffery?" I ask, silkily. "Nice... it's nice and kind of soothing," he returns. "And you'd never be able to keep from obeying my voice, would you?" This along with a firm couple of pumps along his meat. His head shakes (along with most of his lower torso) "Put your hands on your buttocks now, that's right, feel them squeeze and shake as you get closer and closer to coming. Yes. Pump your butt now, back and forth into my hand. Pumping your cock into my hand." My other hand cups behind his ass, and feels two hard muscular bulges as he begins fucking my hand. His knees bend to give his pelvis more swing, and my cupping hand is slid deeper between his cheeks as they flex and loosen. My middle finger is rubbing him, so I remove it and lubricate the whole hand with lotion and now annoint his inner buttocks as I control his whole pelvis now, indeed I am in complete command of his entire being for these few moments! I am careful not to let him come yet. "When the cock lets go, Jeffery," I command loudly, "you will help it to squirt by holding back just as long as you can..." At the word "squirt," I feel a startling tremor in his loins, and my manipulating hand is suddenly slipperier! He has begin to let go too soon! I command him to hold back and after a tense moment, when I dare not move any part of my fingers, I pull away. The cock is reddened, and is pointing almost directly up at Jeffery's face in the mirror! The rhythmic squeezings have stopped, and the cock does not surge up any more, it has reached the limits of endurance. Another small dribble of come, or of pre-come percolates up out from his tiny slit. When no more follow, I hurry on: "To squirrrt so hard and so high, and then you will just let everything gush up up up and out out out, and here it comes, hollld it, and now..." Now my finger has caught itself in the outer pucker of his anus, it's too easy, and I hook it slightly, now his own thrustings are embedding it little by little, until now it is embedded up to the knuckle! I move right next to his ear... "You want to squirt it way way up... your knees are tight, your thighs are so tight, you are completely ready now... a buzzing feeling up and down up and down along your whole long cock... the cock is a mile long it is so long and so ready! and you will watch as you feel the burnburnburn soo bad ache soo bad it is coming up, Jeffery, watch and in a second you will see yourself let go... try to hold it in, try so hard so hard..." His belly contracts, his face is purple with his effort, his mouth has formed a lopsided "O" of effort. I now hold the base of his member straight out away from his abdomen, circling its base and squeezing hard! I can feel a throbbing pressure behind my grip. My rectal finger is squeezed tightly as well! "Silently now, Jeffery," I order, and now just my thumb and finger are aiming his member. My anal finger suddenly circles itself about, stirring his sphincter round and round. The base of his penis gives a mighty surge... "just squirt and PUMP!" I order at last puffing the command directly into his ear. The initial jet hurls across the bureau and plops against the mirror with an audible "spat!" He gives a low anguished "grunt" as if he has just passed a large bowel movement! I stop my manipulation for a second. Another jet and a grunt, this one followed quickly by driblets and streams of creamy come, as I soothe him. "Millllking and milllllking... causing the most heavennlllyyy feeeelllllingsssss..." I whisper... "ssooo warm, sooo thick milking you, you want to flowww up and up and out into my fingers now, you want to givvve me your warm, thick creammmm..." "....yssssssssss," he whispers in reply and gives down his milk freely as I now just toy with his sac and his perineum with fingertips. His hips twist languidly around my still-embedded fingertip and now he is spent, and his head drops suddenly sideways and down against my shoulder. He seems to drift off to sleep, and again I'm careful to keep him attuned to my voice. Soon I have him clean himself up again, and depart, again with complete conscious amnesia. Indeed, during this whole stretch of days, I can pass him in the lobby, or speak to him in the hallway, and he gives not the slightest hint that he has ever even met me before! To be continued. --****ATTENTION****--****ATTENTION****--****ATTENTION****--***ATTENTION*** Your e-mail reply to this message WILL be *automatically* ANONYMIZED. Please, report inappropriate use to abuse@anon.penet.fi For information (incl. non-anon reply) write to help@anon.penet.fi If you have any problems, address them to admin@anon.penet.fi ================================================================================ Message-ID: <062324Z12121995@anon.penet.fi> Newsgroups: alt.sex.stories From: an411379@anon.penet.fi Reply-To: an411379@anon.penet.fi Date: Tue, 12 Dec 1995 06:18:57 UTC Subject: FZ Story - What I Did With MY Hypno-Box! [02] This is not intended for, nor should it be read or downloaded by, minors. It contains graphic depiction of adult sexual activities. There is no force, rape, pedophilia or violence depicted herein. The fictional characters do not represent any persons living or dead, but are wholly created from FranZAM's fur-tile imagination. What I Did With MY Hypno-Box! An Erotic Novelette c. 1995, by FranZAM. All rights reserved, whatever the hell that's worth. pt. 2 A Night With Elizabeth A small tapping on my door, repeated louder when I do not answer at once. I move to the door quietly, and peep through the fisheye. Elizabeth is there, with an ice bucket, and two bottles. Through the distorted lens, her face suddenly looms closer, as she herself tries to hear inside my room. The knock is quite loud, but still I wait. I peek again, and see that she seems quite jittery... she is shifting from one foot to the other, and her tongue licks her lips swiftly, and she is biting her lower lip... I answer softly, as if from a distance, "Who is it?" Her face relaxes, and I see her sigh. "Room service, sir!" she pipes, and I retreat. "I'm in bed, let yourself in, please," I call, and shortly hear her passkey turn as I crawl quickly under the covers and prop myself up with pillows. She flashes a quick smile as she enters. "Compliments of management, sir," she says... "um... they...ah... wanted you to have some..." She's bought the bubbly herself, obviously! "Please turn out the overhead light, won't you?" I request, and she moves back to the wall switch immediately. "Good. Now what is your name?" "Elizabeth." "Well, Elizabeth, I really want champagne, and I will repay you for those bottles before I check out, how's that?" "... b-but Sir... the management..." she is flustered and licks her lips again. "Nonsense, come over with the stuff!" I say in a firm voice, and again she does not hesitate. I have her pour two glasses, and she leans over the bedside table, the lamplight revealing that her two top buttons or undone on her uniform shirt! She thinks she is trying to seduce me! She actually gulps her drink down, and almost immediately gives a hiccup, then another. She holds her chest tightly. "I'm sorry," she giggles archly, "it's gone right to my chest! Whoo!" "Pour another, and drink it slowly," I suggest, and top up both glasses. She is now seated on the opposite bed, and leans forward again to clink glasses. Our eyes meet, and I see her gulp. "I know a sure cure for hiccups," I say in a deep voice, and her eyes widen. "I will relax you first. No, don't look down... look right up here... come on... right here." And I point between my own eyes, as I reach out and cup her chin with my other hand. My touch sets off a quiver in her chin, and another little hiccup, and I have her sip the champagne again, "but don't look away!" I caution. Now she is smiling as I have her take a deep breath... "annnnd another.... good, now a very sloowww, deeep breath, Elizabeth... yes, you're starting to relax now, aren't you?" "M-hmm!" she says, and wriggles a bit more. "Look deeper... you can breathe deeply and slowly now," I continue. "Deeper, right into my gaze... it's so easy to look so deeply now..." I intone, and I keep my own gaze unfocused and penetrating, as I release her chin gently. Her face remains tilted up in the lamplight as she returns my stare. I sense her bosom rising and falling steadily now, with no sign of hiccups! "Look deep, Elizabeth, I want you to look sooo deeply that you will feel as if you are falling right into my eyes, yes, falling into my eyes, nothing else exists except my eyes and voice. Hear my voice. Falling... "Now I think I had better examine you, Elizabeth," I continue, and, eyes still fixed on mine, not blinking, she gives the slightest of head nods. "Good... you know we call this wonderful feeling you have a trance..." another nod... "a hypnotic trance, and you have entered a deep trance already... why don't you just reach up and let's undo those buttons on your blouse... reaching up... here, I'll take that glass," I remark, as her hands jerk right up towards her chest, and I see her fingers brush over her bodice as they fumble at the buttons. The shirt falls open slightly, and a pale pink strapless bra appears. "...aaannnd the last button now. Very good. Elizabeth you are feeling relaxed now. You hear only my voice. You see only my eyes, and you will find it easy to follow all my suggestions." Another little nod. "I am going to deepen your hypnotic trance now, you will watch my fingers and hands as they begin to move in front of you... good watch these fingers as they rise up up up..." Her eyes follow my wriggling fingertips and roll convincingly upwards in her head until more white shows than pupil! "Annd now you are deepening more and more," I go on, "there are no sounds for you except my voice... my deep, deep voice... and I will help you remove your shirt... there, it slips right off your shoulders. You feel warm and safe, and... oh, you must feel a little stimulated now... I see you are breathing faster." Indeed, her breath had caught as my hands approached her chest, and as her face now is held pointing up, the light finds two red spots flaring on her cheekbones! "Yes, your chest is moving more rapidly, Elizabeth... and I will let you see it... now first I will gently stroke your arms. There, you may This is to deepen and reinforce your hypnosis. They will feel a little buzzy and a little puffy as you find you cannot move them... why don't you try?" Her bare shoulders give a series of tiny jerks, but her hands don't leave her lap. "All right, they are deeply relaxed now, but your upper body is quivering a little. Very slowly now, follow my fingers through the air... that's right, down, down, I am pulling your eyes down... lowering your chin lower and lower deeper and deeper, and you are looking... down... there, that's nice, isn't it? There is your chest. It's very nice. It's shaking just a little though, so I will help you lose allll your nervousness, and just feeeeelll good. Watch my palms as they approach, they will feel warm and good as.. they... jusssst ... hold you now." And I gently cup each firm little breast, as she gives a sudden sigh, and presses forward into my palms. "You find you can talk while you remain deeply hypnotized. How do my hands feel on you?" "Ohh, they feel wonnnnderfull!" "Are they hot?" "Yes... hot! They tingle, too!" The voice responds easily, just as it had last night! "They make your breasts tingle..." "Yes... (gulp) they feel gooooddd..." "Are you feeling a bit aroused?" "God, yes!" "Do you feel you should allow me to remove your brassiere? It looks as if your breasts are swelling, and it would feel sooo good to let them be free..." "Yes, please take it off!" She is bouncing a little on the mattress, I feel her bosom jounce around as I reach around and undo the clasps. I am careful to maintain contact with her skin, and as I pull the brassiere off her head follows the motions as I discard it. "A-a-a- h-h-hhh!" comes the soft sigh, and her shoulders flex back in relief. And now her soft shoulders, neck and navel are framing an enchanting picture. Two perfect pears, tipped with rosy buttons are jutting firmly out into the air. "Your bosoms appear very full and tight, Elizabeth... they are beautiful, and just look at those tips! How pink and straight and stiff they look... they're jutting out into the room, straight out from your beautiful bosom... are they aching a little?" "God..." Her arms twitch and do not lift, but her hands press into her lap as if she were supressing a need to pee. "And look at those nipples... yes, it's good to see them, but they appear very taut. Tell me how they feel?" "Oh oh ohoh they're aching so bad! It hurts it feels good, it hurts..." "Watch my hands again, here they come to make you feell allll betterrr..." "Annnhhhh. Ahhnnnnhhh." "I am holding your breasts. I am circling them round and round. You want me to caress and stroke them..." "Stroke them.... stroke them... stroke them..." "Feel them sticking way out and up into the air..." "God I never felt them this gooooood..." "Let's relieve some of your achiness now, Elizabeth." My cupped hands narrow down to thumb and fingers as I gently flip them over her nipples. She moans and sticks her shoulders back farther, still watching my every gesture. "Lie backwards now," I order her, and cradle her head while the other hand pushes gently backward on her breastbone. "Your arms may leave your lap, they've peen pressing inwards, holding you in... what have you been holding?" "My... sex... so hot..." Her breasts are thrusting upwards as I position her arms straight our from the shoulders. She lies before me, crucified, lush curls tossed sloppily over the bedspread, feet still dangling towards the floor. "I will attend to your sex later," I say firmly, and she moans again. "We can relieve your ache first with some more manipulation. Close your eyes now and feel my touch allll over your breasts." "NNNN NNNN NNNHH." "Your nipples are soo puckery and tight..." "Nipples, ooo oooooo... flipping them... mmmmmooooooannnnnn..." "Your deep hum carries right through your body, Elizabeth," I croon, now twiddling her nips quite rapidly, and beginning to pinch them once in a while. "MMMMMMMMM... MMMMMMMMM... MMMMMYYYY BODDDDDDDYYYYYYYYYYYYY..." Her legs straighten out, and I smell a very pungent sexual aroma as I now take the nipples and pull them gently but firmly straight outward, elongating her tits as much as their small stature allows. Her hips buck once, and again and her moans turn almost to sobs as her lower body turns back and forth, pivoting on her wide pelvis. I release her, and hold her under her shoulderblades. My lips pucker, and I nurse each nipple tenderly and deeply as I feel her climax carry her through wave after wave of shuddering sighs. Finally, I simply watch her as her tension subsides. Her perfect dark-cream complexion is mottled with red patches and misted with perspiration, her shaven armpits likewise. "You love me to manipulate you." As my curved palms wander lightly over her entire torso, now and again cupping those treasures of flesh that so excite me, I hear the smallest of whispers answering "...yessshhhh..." "You feel so relaxed now." "Rellllanngs" "You will rest a little now, and prepare inwardly for a long night of total pleasure. Rest until I summon you again." "...essss..." her breathing deepening and slowing. I am starting to loosen her belt when I am startled by the loud ringing of the telephone. Elizabeth remains motionless however, thank God! I answer the call from a colleague across town, then have the desk hold all further calls the rest of the night. My heart couldn't take that sort of shock twice! The pants are now slid down her thighs and legs. She is not wearing those white J.C. Penney specials tonight! Across her wide hips stretch a very brief pair of light blue panties. Her sexual odor is strong, and the entire teeny strip of silk is saturated with her spendings! The fabric doesn't begin to cover the plentiful genital hair, and indeed has worked its way in between her labia from her exertions. I let it remain there. I rest my head lightly on her belly. The nearness of her fragrant pussy piques my senses, and I am already sporting a king-size boner! I'm too near the point of ejaculation to stop now, and her soft helpless nudity is unbelievably energizing! I have removed my own clothing in a trice, and my cock stretches out like a sensitive antennae as I climb gently onto the bed. A few gentle thrusts against her pubic mound bring a tiny throb and a droplet of thin liquid from me. As I fight to keep the last of my control, I slide my hot pecker up her body (with no response from her at all-she must really be zonked!), linger over one breast, then into one smooth-as- silk armpit, now cool and dry again in the room air. Quickly now, I'm going to cream! I stand over her head (it's turned onto one side), and bury my cock in her hair. That's too much and I feel the burn overtake my control. I kneel beside her face and strain my pecker over towards her mouth. I feel her lips graze me as the first wad boils up and out. Another! I keep myself shooting along her lips, now slippery with my cream, smearing her mouth with the discharge... When I straighten painfully back up and my breathing subsides, I actually see her deep, slow breaths bubbling through the film of semen deposited on her lips! I lean over and whisper, "sleep, sleep and taste, taste good, taste good and sleep..." and her tongue emerges and polishes her mouth clean. There is residue on cheeks and a droplet on her forehead, but I let these dry. After a quick shower, I fill the tub with very warm water. I set out towels, shampoo and my own hair dryer from my suitcase. Kneeling by the slumbering form, I first whisper, then drone my next set of commands. "Elizabeth you are coming up from sleep, now, you are drowsy but you can move. Yes you can move now, but you are very very deep in a trance, aren't you?" A nod. "Mhmm-hmmm." "Your trance will not end until tomorrow when you depart... this room is your trance room, Elizabeth." "MMmmm.. yes... trance room..." "You will now enjoy a long, luxurious soak in the bath, it's all ready for you. I suggest you wash out your lingerie, it's soaked with your feminine scent, and you'll hang it up to dry. Pamper yourself, use anything you wish. Shampoo your hair... all your hairs, and as you clean yourself you will feel all restraints... allll inhibitions flowing right down off your body, when you return, dry, warm and clean, you will feel as if you were wide awake... "Yet you will want deeply to respond to every suggestion I make. you will thrill as I manipulate your body and your mind, Elizabeth, this will be a special, special night for you. Do not use the toilet yet. Take a long, long hot bath, and when you emerge, you will feel electric and ready to try anything I say... anything, no shame, no blame, no guilt. Now begin." "All right," she answers in a more alert tone, "see you in a bit!" and she bounces into the bathroom, where I soon hear her humming softly as she splashes about! If she had any inhibitions, she is already shedding them! The warmth in the room and the steam from the bath, plus my own need to recuperate send me into a light pleasant doze. After a good while I hear the buzz of the hair dryer intrude, and I become aware that the tub is draining. There is another sound too, she is humming to herself, more like a deep moan. I call out: "What are you doing, Elizabeth?" "Mmmm. MMMMM. I'm drying my whole self with it. Hee-hee! it tickles between my legs!" comes the slightly coy, sing-song response. "MMMMM! And call me Libby, OK? MMMMMmmaahhhhh!... There! Allll dry!" And a nude body jumps out of the bathroom, and displays itself in the dim room light. "Ta-daaaa!" It's as if she is lit up from within! Her dark flesh glows. Her mop of curls has been brushed and forms a dark, bouncy halo round her head. As she pirouettes with upraised arms, it's as if her pubic bush has sprouted too! The dried, crisp hairs now appear almost as a thick, rounded cushion below her gently curving belly. She rises on tiptoes again, and jounces her torso back and forth. "Whaddaya think?" "Eliz... ahh, Libby..." I husk out, "you look.... perfect! I've never seen a woman as beautiful as you! I know why Jeffery can't stop thinking about you!" She beams at me. "Jeffery..." she sighs. "JeffyJeffy's a nice boy... I think... I think we fucked last night, didn't we? Yeah, I sort of remember... you made us all horny with your hypno-stuff, and I rode on his cock!" She smiles. "I'm gonna have some good times with that man again!" I approach her, a little hesitantly... I'll never get that air of self- assuredness unless I hypnotize myself, not in a million years! She smiles coquettishly at me, but when my hand stretches out to her waist she presses forward into my embrace. Yow! Is it my imagination, or is she electrified for real? Her hands squeeze my breath away as she pulls me into her torso. She giggles as my renewed erection prods her in the navel. "That's a lovely cock you have, kind sir..." she sings, "I have just the place for it!" My hands are moulding her backside, and she flexes her buttocks with a little moan of delight. "MMM... are you going to fuck me now?" She backs away and her hands bury themselves in her bush. "You got me so horny, it's as if... as iffff... mmmmmm... smell me, I'm damp already!" The fingers are wriggled under my nose, and there's that pungent aroma again! "Wait just a bit, Libby, you know I can make you feel good." "MMMMM, that's for sure!" "Let's talk for a bit." "O.K., but I'm really horny!" "I prefer words like 'aroused,' 'hot' and 'slick,'" I say. "Oooooooo, just the words are sexy when you say 'em! Mmmmm... 'ssssssllllliccckkk...' 'arrrrrrousssssed...' mmmm..." her fingers are moving around her pubes again. "Libby are you masturbating?" Instantly the fingers move more methodically. "MM mm mm mmp mmph..." "Stop, Libby, I want to talk a bit. Maybe you'll want to let me watch, but I want you to talk for a moment." She stops, with a little pout, and hops up onto the bed. She licks her fingers. "O.K." "Did you enjoy your bath?" "Yes, but I had to... have to pee, and you wouldn't let me." She's perched up on her knees, which are squeezed together as she speaks, and she bends a little forward. "That's because I know you'll enjoy having me watch you. Keep your knees tight together, and turn your back towards me... that's it! Now why don't you just drop onto your elbows and display yourself to me." That sumptuous bottom is again upthrust towards my face. The hairs around her pussy are already dampened from her diddlings. The anus is a small, pink nub, just visible between all the hair and her plush cheeks. The butt wriggles at me. "I gotta pee, really, can't you let me go?" comes the plaintive murmur. "I just gotta pee!" I got one of the plentiful bath towels and held it against her butt. "In a moment, I'll tell you to let go, and you can let it alllll out, Libby." I dragged the towel through and over her exposed cleft, then folded it a few times and held it behind her. "Open your legs. More. More." The towel pushed between her thighs, and my other hand tickles her rear end. "All right, your control is softening, softening, loosening, and your bladder will..." My instructions were interrupted by a firm stream of urine hosing downwards and back. I had to adjust the towel to catch it all! The towel was luckily very large, even so, my hands felt warm and wet! "Ennnnnnnnghh" she grunted, "that feels soo good! Did it turn you onnnn?" comes a breathy whisper, as I watch her catch her last spurts and squirt them out one by one. Her butt is wiggling, and she lifts and drops it, now circling it around. "It's all very slick and hottttt!" "Hotter now." "Oooo, hotter and hotter!" I see a finger peep back through her slit, and rub itself around the area of the clitoris. "What are you doing?" "I'm ... mmph... mmph... rubbing myself... mmmpfh..." "Why?" "'Cause it feels sooo gooood to get off, silly!" "You mean to reach a climax." "... mmf..mmf..mmf'at's right, honey, and you can watch me!" "I want to watch you, because you know that seeing your beautiful soft butt get tight and clench up is sooo sexy! I know you want to feel me too," I continue, "so I'll just help you to come in a minute, I know you'll like me to watch that very closely... are you close yet?" "OOOoooo!" "Stop." "Ooopleeeease don't make me stop!" "Stop right now, Libby, you'll like this even better! Good girl, take your fingers away, come and sit over in this comfy chair, yes, that one with the armrests." She passes by the large mirror on her way, a small pout on her face, and catches a glimpse of her proud nudity. A smile spreads, and she looks at her bushy pubes with a giggle. "Don't I have lots and lots of hair? I loovvve to feel it when it's realll bushy like now!" She wiggles her butt at herself. "Ooooo, it's great to feel so freeeee... is my butt too big, what do you think?" She bends further over, looking at my face over her back. What a sight! "I love to look at your bottom, Libby, I want to do more later while you're taking a little nap... you'll see, but right now, I think you are feeling sooo sexy, you'd better let me watch you. Sit down now." And taking her hand, I lead her to the chair, seating her on another bath towel. "Now, while I wash out the towel with all your pee on it," I begin, "you must count from 100 backwards til you get to 75. This will make you feel jussst a tiny bit dreamy, and believe me, you will enjoy masturbating very much when you start drifting this way. When you approach 75, you may feel your eyelids droop jusst a bit, they will feel a little drowsy but not too sleepy. That lovely sexy feeling you have will wash alll over your silky skin, and I see you're still twitchy," as she is bouncing a little in her chair, thighs pressed together tightly, "so begin your count now. "100, 99, 98, 97..." she begins, and before she reaches "90" her voice has lowered, and the numbers come a little slower. At "90" I have her take a big breath before continuing, then I leave her to go to the bathroom with the pungent bath towel. It has cooled, and the ammonia smell is strong as I dump in the tub and rinse it out thoroughly, hanging it to drip where it won't make a mess. I return to a very different Elizabeth! She has slouched back against the cushions, and her head is resting back against the rest, her throat and collarbones exposed, those adorable breasts pointing at me, her curvaceous belly rising and falling slowly. She is completely still. "Elizazbeth... Libby..." I can't resist cupping her breasts and caressing her shoulders. She sighs, but does not react too strongly, except one hand comes up and caresses my forearm as I stroke her. "mmmhmm..." "You have gotten sleepy?" "..mmmyeahhh I'mm sleepy all of a sudden..." she's almost whispering. "I guess that 75 is too deep for now. Now "90" is your normal everyday self," (she nods understanding, though I'm making it all up as I go along!) "and after 30 you wouldn't be able to count any more, so ... after we masturbate, you will be allowed to sleep, now start at 75, and count up until you feel as I instructed you earlier. Come on, '75, 76," I prompt, taking a seat on the floor near her feet. When she reaches "83" I stop her. Now she is more mobile in her chair. Her head moves slowly around and heavy-lidded eyes search for my face. "MMMm... therre you arrre," comes a throaty murmur. Her hands are floating around her torso, rubbing under an armpit, touching her own throat as she tilts back her head again, moving down and fluttering against her bosoms. "I feel hot againnnn..." "You are beginning to masturbate, Libby." "That's right." "Say 'masturbate.'" "Mmmmasssturrrbate." One hand is toying with the pubic hair below her belly, and a finger pokes itself into her navel. "It's nice to tell me what you're doing." "I'mm beginning to mmmasssturbate. I'm tickling myself, and my skin feels smoooothhh and soffffttt..." "As you take your time, Libby, tell me about your climax. When you come, when you give, you often spray a liquid out from your little opening." "I doooo?" Her eyes open wider a moment, then sag again, but her hand plunges right in between her thighs. "Is it sexy?" "Very sexy, and I see that thinking about hot liquid makes you feel hot." "Ooo yess, I feel way inside me is like, like it's all flowing around. I'mmmmassturbating mmmore now," she goes on, in a higher tone, and again I slow her down. "Do you notice your spray?" "Nnno, nobody's tollld me, and I'm sooo hot I can't feellll it happening.. my sprayyyy is hotttt, my sprayyy is hotttt..." she attempts to start a rhythm. "Not yet, Libby. When you masturbate, do you mostly keep your legs together tight like you do now?" "I guess." "Yes they're tightly together, so you almost can't reach in." She pouts a little, and her hands move back up to her tits. "Does it help you feel good when they're together?" "Yeah, I want to get in now, I'm hot, come on, let me in!" "You can get in, go ahead... What feels good about keeping tight thighs? Do you ever give while your thighs are wide apart?" Her hand has again disappeared into her delta, while the other lazily squeezes first one breast, then the other. Her nipples are erect and full. "Nooo I donnn't, noo I don't no I don't..." Her thighs have started flexing, and I see tendons in her calves as the feet are twisting around a bit. "Libby... do you come while you are open?" "mmf mmf no." "Libby, I want to watch you come, so your thighs will open now... I will let you come in a minute, but now you feel so dreamy that your muscles can't hold together, they are loosening up... loosening up... yes, you can't keep shut... as I touch them you will feel so good as you open wider... yes, wider, and I will lift your legs over the arms of the chair... good, you may keep masturbating, but now you will feel a thrill as I can look way up inside you... way up inside your hot liquid center." She has slumped forward in the recliner, and her hands are moving faster. Her head is tilted back, and her hips can bounce up as her legs flex. "I love to look up up up inside you, and you find it thrilling to show your deep deep deep self to me. Open yourself wider. Now imagine that another woman is looking at you... she knows about liquid, she knows about deep throbbing that lasts and lasts... she loves looking way up inside you... imagine a lovely woman showing herself to you now... she's opening up like a flower, she's allll hot and furry and liquid is running and flowwing...." "Jesus... yes... ohhhh yesssss..." "You are arousing her with your display... she wants to see you come... she is ready to come too..." "Come come comecome... ooooppps I feel it..." "Isn't this a gooood way to masturbate?" "A good way, a good way, a goodway..." "Your thighs are wider and wider..." "Widerandahwiderandahwiderandah..." "She wants to know what are you touching so fast?" "My furry my furry my furry my furry!" "Are you rubbing the top of your furry?" "rubbing-ubbing-ubbing-ubbing..." Her legs straighten out sideways from the armrest, then drop downward again to dangle. Her cunt has opened out and is an angry purple color as the lips are bent and twisted gently by her knuckles and palm. One hand is prying the labia apart with stiffened fingers, while she stuffs two or three fingers deep inside herself, then again draws out to massage her clitoral area. I position my head right between her thighs, and watch as she apparently reaches climax. Nothing special is visible over her exterior, except the legs stretch straight out to either side, and the tendons are very prominent. The bottom of her buttocks is lifted off the seat cushion, and all other motion stops, save for the occasional rapid clitoral massage. "nnnngh nnnngh ....... nnnngh..." "Come for your sister come for your warm loving sister." "oooo yessssss!" "She is coming too! There. You stopped rubbing, and... now you are rubbing again." "Ahh! anhh! it keeps commminggg!" "While you finish, count backwards from 83 to 75 again. Come on, you are winding down now..." "Ohhhhhhhhh, it's heavennnnnn to to to to givvve!" As she then complies, her ass has already softened, and her fist is now just pressing against the inflamed area. One hand wanders back up to her bosom, and as the slickened fingers drift over the nipples, yet another surge contorts her sweaty features. Yet my control is strong as ever! for as she drifts down in her count, her muscles slacken and her head droops down to lay on her breastbone. "Is your climax all done?" "..ahhhhyyesss...." To be continued in part 3 --****ATTENTION****--****ATTENTION****--****ATTENTION****--***ATTENTION*** Your e-mail reply to this message WILL be *automatically* ANONYMIZED. Please, report inappropriate use to abuse@anon.penet.fi For information (incl. non-anon reply) write to help@anon.penet.fi If you have any problems, address them to admin@anon.penet.fi ================================================================================ Message-ID: <062309Z12121995@anon.penet.fi> Newsgroups: alt.sex.stories From: an411379@anon.penet.fi Reply-To: an411379@anon.penet.fi Date: Tue, 12 Dec 1995 06:18:13 UTC Subject: FZ Story - What I Did With MY Hypno-Box! [03] This is not intended for, nor should it be read or downloaded by, minors. It contains graphic depiction of adult sexual activities. There is no force, rape, pedophilia or violence depicted herein. The fictional characters do not represent any persons living or dead, but are wholly created from FranZAM's fur-tile imagination. What I Did With MY Hypno-Box! An Erotic Novelette c. 1995, by FranZAM. All rights reserved, whatever the hell that's worth. A Night With Elizabeth (continued) "Is your climax all done?" "..ahhhhyyesss...." "Rest a moment." I bring hot washcloths and clean towels, and gently sponge her entire front. "mmmm... thannn youuu... want to sleep now... soo tired..." "Yes, you've used a lot of energy, and I will send you to sleep in a minute. Stand up now. I will wash your neck and back. Do you have to use the toilet?" "mmm yes." "You have to move your bowels?" "mmm-hmmm." "Come into the warm bathroom. Sit on the toilet... No, face the wall. Rest your arms on the tank top. Slide forward. You will soon have to go badly. You will be unable to until I allow you to loosen. While we wait, I will give you some interesting commands. First, give me your telephone number." She does, and reveals that she has no roommates, but has several close girlfriends. "Of course, since you do not remember these sessions, there is nothing to tell them about the Voice and Lights...You will completely and totally forever forget these lovely sessions from your waking mind. You won't even dream about them. "From time to time the Voice may telephone you, and you will automatically respond just as if you were right here! You will enter a deep trance, and when I release you you will forget... Now, over the next few weeks your life will be completely normal as it always has been." "Yes... ummm, I think I have to go now!" Indeed, her fleshy backside has begun to squirm a little on the toilet seat. "Not yet, Elizabeth... You have found how special hypnotism is, and you will, without knowing it, test your girl friends. I will give you a little paper to read that tells you about the hand-clasp test and the eye roll test. You will need to find one or two other friends who respond well to these tests, though you will not know why in your waking mind. Do you understand?" "Yeah, but please! I just gotta go!" She's raising her butt off the seat now, and I see her squeezing her glutei together. A drop of pee splashes down into the basin. "Stick your bottom backwards towards me just a little... arch your back a little more... pointing your bottom backwards... going to feel good when I let you go..." Her belly is pressing against the toilet tank, her eyes are squinched shut, more drops of urine are escaping her control. "Eyes open, stare at the wallpaper, it's blurring, losing focus... annnnnd... Good. You may relieve yourself now." In a moment I hear a plopping sound, and I can see several soft brown lumps drop into the bowl from between her cheeks. More sighs. "Ohhhhohhhohhh, thank youthankyou!" "Settle down on the seat, push it allll out, girl." "NNnaaaahhhh..." Another little soft brown worm or two emerges. There is more urine passed too, and now I have her wipe herself, and wash her privates carefully. Her fingers slip around her lathered perineum, but she is obviously too spent to become aroused. Once rinsed and dried, she is led back to my bed. She sleepily eats a banana and a Fig Newton from the courtesy basket. I tuck her back up against a pillow, and her head sags back against the wall, as she murmurs "Good-night." "You cannot sleep yet, Libby. I will soon send you deep asleep with my penis." "Can't sleep yet?" she complains. "'75,76,77,78,79,80,81,82,83,84,85'" I count, and she squirms a little, and opens one eye. "Both eyes will open now." I command, and the lids lift slowly. "Now you see my erection, that you have yearned for all day." "mmmyess." I can see her legs begin to shift under the covers. "You will feel it later tonight. For now, you must look at it. It will send you to sleep. Look at it, Libby." "mmm it's twitching... it's nice, I want it inside me." She reaches out a hand, and holds it. I feel her soft flesh slide along its burgeoning length, and I almost shoot then and there! "It's dripping juice, mmmm! I got some on my hannnnd," she exclaims teasingly. She is too awake! "Just look now, you will feel it deep inside you later. Drop your hand, Libby. 82. 81... 80.... annnnd 79...." Her motions stop, but she is still sleepily fixated on my cock. "You want to feel it in your mouth, it will send you deep asleep." I instruct. "Remember that other girls will feel as open and sexual as you do now, Libby, it's your duty to find them and let me teach them too." I am twisting my pelvis gently side-to-side, and her eyes under swollen lids are following my member back and forth. "You will remain hypnotized as long as you are in this room. But now I will.. mmf... climb up so you can watch my penis as I place it ...mmff... up close to you, your lips are opening, it will feel sooo good to verry lighttlyy... mmf.. take it in... look up into my eyes now, and enjoy tasting my penis." I look down, and see her dark eyes, blinking up at me. Beneath them, my shaft has been encircled by her pursed, thick lips, and I can feel its underside being laved and caressed by her tongue. Her eyes close and slowly reopen. Now she has reached behind to to cradle my own buttocks in her hands. "Softer now... looser in all your limbs... muscles limp and relaxed, getting ready to fall deeeep asleep. 78. 77." The hands slip down, only her cheeks pulled in as she sucks me gently, gently... I feel her soft bosom as my butt slides across her chest ".... 71 ... obey me and begin to sleep ... 69 ..." As I pull my organ backwards, her tongue emerges slightly from her drooping jaw. Her moist eyeballs are being covered slowly as the lids lower under arched brows... now the brows too relax. I am pumping lightly, gently past her lips. Their pressure slackens as her jaw droops. "Continue to suck as I cause you to become sooo drowsy... 64. Your eyes cannot hold, they are closed. You will sleep deeply now. Only my voice can awaken you. 63. Deeper. When you feel my penis .... mmf mmf... squirt into you, it will be your ... mmf... count of 50. Later you will respond sexually in your deep sleep, but you will not awaken until you hear me count for you. Sleeeep and suck... sleep and suck. 60." And I hold myself still, tormenting my cock with just its first two inches held in her wanting mouth. I perch myself at a little higher angle, and tickle the back of my testicles. Now my hips pump faster, steadier, but still not plunging in... "55.... anh .. anh ... annnnh ... ssssuckkk..." I whisper jerkily. Looking down I can't believe it's my old familiar organ! It looks as big as a horse! Her lips seem stretched as they are pushed in and pulled out by my stroking. I pull till the base of my glans appears, her loosening mouth a huge, round "O", her deep breathing sighing from her nostrils down onto my cock... "... mmm 54... completely loose and limp nowww... mmf mmffgh,,,, fifty-nnnthreeee..." I pull out completely, and my cock snaps upwards, rubbing against her upper lips, and her mouth remains stretched open! coated with her saliva and my own initial dribblings! And now, the burn! I place my glans again inside the dark, pink gaping target and jiggle her chin with a free hand. Her head is completely limp as I slipppp in, in, in, and now up the long tube the long long thick tube the muscles at the base are squeezing it up and out, up and out the tube, and I hear her make a slight choking sound as the semen flows out and over the tongue and into the soft, soft throat and down down downnnn it drains, as I milk myself dry, flipping the bulb around and around against her tongue... aaaahhhhhhhh! I back out slowwwwly, trailing milky threads of cream over her lower lip, she's unmoving, her mouth is still fixed in its O, but slowly the natural relaxation of the jaw closes her smeared lips, and I whisper "ffffif-tyyy." There's no discernible change in her, she's deep in sleep now. I kiss her lips and lick them all round. I savor my own increasing weariness as I feel my cock subside again. I tenderly lift her arm, it hangs like a lead pipe in my grasp. I replace it. Now, I tuen her heavy body over on its stomach, and arrange her limbs comfortably. I hear tiny snores puttering from her mouth, as I cock one knee slightly, and then I lie down next to her, my head at her feet, with a gorgeous view of the swelling mounds of her soft, flattened buttocks. I drift off myself. I sleep so well, I don't wake up until nine next morning! The girl is still sound asleep, and I have to speak her name twice to rouse her. "Elizabeth... you are still hypnotized," I command, "and you will always be hypnotized, without realizing it, when I am in your presence, or talking to you on the phone. Do you understand?" And I have pulled down the sheets gently, and fondle her buttocks, to which she responds immediately, arching backwards a little as she smiles her adoration. "Oooh... yes! I'm always hypnotized with you!" "No one else!" "Mm-mm, just youuuuummmm. I'm feeling hot again!" "Tuck this pillow underneath your pelvis. I love to see your beautiful, beautiful bottom sticking up into the air... You are soooo sexy, Libby" "You make me soo hot, I can't stand it!" From her prone position she flounces her ass a couple times, and jiggles her glutei temptingly up at me. I blow a stream of air up and down the length of her exxposed crack, and then again, as sharply as I can blow. Her knees bunch up behind her, pushing her butt off the pillow, and one of her hands follows it up. "Stimulate yourself again, Libby, I will let you go home after you have had a nice, deep strong climax. Go on, rub your little furry! Spread your thighs more, I can look right up into your hot hot holes now. I see your fingers rubbing your furry, quickly quickly making you sooo wet now, and they sliiide back to your other little hole... mm-hmmm, and again, good... getting everything soo hot and slippery and thick... I can see your beautiful beautiful furry, and your lips as your fingers winglle and tinglle around your sex. Plumper, the lips are plumper, they're shiny with your juices... don't forget your cute little anus!" "You can see inside me? God, I'm so turned on, I feel like, like, like, like..." Her "record" breaks, and her motions stop for an instant, I position myself behind those creamy white thighs, my cockhead is flipping against them, now and again I hold it against her so it begins to shimmer with her secretions. She's really putting them out now, her thick matting of hairs is soaked and offers no resistance as I nose right up against her labia. I tease her opening, beginning to push her cunt lips aside with my rigidity, and she squeals, and her fingers attempt to reach back and pull me in. "Good girl, you're ready to come now! and here comes a long, hard thing that's going to feel so exciting it'll make you rub yourself harder." And my swollen member now pushes its way through the jungle, past the swamp and up into her dark dark tunnel. Instantly she lets out a little shriek and thrusts her face down into the bunched-up blanket near her head. "You don't want to make too much noise, Libby," I caution, "it's more fun to do it a little quietly, isn't it?" "Ohhhhhhyyyyyyesssssssss!" comes the muffled response, and my shaft feels her fingers working her nubbin as she clenches and squeezes around me. I push in up to my hilt and let myself glory in her moans and her pleas to "fuck her deep and hard," etc. "It feels to you like it's a mile long, pushing and rushing up...up...up deeeep inside you, annnd pulling back, on and on, as you are so creamy smooopth and plump and hot, rushing soo smooothly right uppp inside you, you are a long hot tube, you are aware only of the gorgeous cock, it's sooo thick... soo long... soooo rigid..." All at once, I'm pulled downwards! I feel her thighs clamp together, and her hips drop down onto the pillow. My cock is pinioned between those generous globes of flesh, and I feel as if I'm just hanging on for the ride! The unexpected pressure is a little painful, and it keeps me from spending. She's obviously begun to climax, but is squeezing me so tightly that I can't even pull out! "Rise up again, now!" I order her sharply, and with a moan, her trembling buttocks push me strongly back up into a position of animal command. Now I just let myself thrust in and out in the time-honored way. She has stopped diddling herself, and just clutches the bedsheets in both fists, buries her face again in a pillow, and surges up again and again to meet me. "Loveitloveitloveitloveit..." comes the muffled, rhythmic murmur, as I pull back one last time, press in up to my belly, and begin to fill her with my hot hot semen. As I grunt and gasp, I'm stimulated one last time by another of her sudden little streams of pee, unexpectedly squirting out from her hole over my balls, and making her whole rear end even more squishy! While lovingly cleaning her up as she rests, ass-high on the bed, I remind her that the next time we meet, she will have tried to find other suitable subjects for my fantasy. ELEVATOR Over the next few weeks, I move operations to another city, and have no time or opportunity for my sex games. Memories of my young subjects provide me with more than enough stimulation for several late-night bouts of masturbation, but I now need them as much as they need me, it seems! One night during the second week, I telephone Elizabeth's apartment, and there is no answer. The next night she is home. "Hello?" "Elizabeth this is the Voice, Listen to the Voice, Listen closer... closer... and closer... say 'yes.'" "...yes..." "Are you alone right now in your apartment?" "...yes..." When you hang up, you will remember only a wrong number." "...yes..." the voice is tiny. "Remember all my commands in your deep self, I will be with you soon. Say 'goodnight, Master,' and hang up." "Goodnight... Master..." comes the voice, almost a whisper, then a click. Finally, I'm back in town, back in my hotel suite. One afternoon, there's Jeffery, moving from the kitchen to the elevator with a room-service tray, and I see he has gone up almost to the top floor. I take the next elevator up, and as the doors open, see him walking back my way, up the long corridor. I wait for him at the door, and as he slides past me to get to the buttons, it's as though he's never met me before! I pretend to be waiting too, and board his car. As we begin our descent, I test him: "Elevator is slow." "Yes, sir." "Very slow." He gives a small smile. "I recognize you," I say now, "you're Jeffery." "Yes sir," he replies, as we stop to pick up another passenger. Upon reaching the lobby, he moves aside to let us off first. Instead, I punch the top floor button, and the doors close in our face. "Excuse me..." he begins, hesitantly as the car begins its ascent, and his arm reaches out towards the buttons. Instantly I grasp his wrist, thrust it straight up in the air, and speak in a low but forceful tone. "You can't lower that wrist it's stuck right up in the air, you hear the Voice, the Voice tells you to remain still until I let you awaken, you are quickly going deeper, deeper, deeper, and in a moment, when I allow your arm to drop, you will return to your duties and forget this incident, nod your head to show you understand..." His head nods! and I observe his eyes blinking in a confused manner, but he seems paralyzed now. "Reaching up, up, up, going deep, deep, deep," I intone, and as the bell indicating the top floor rings, "the ring makes you ready, the ring makes you obey, the Lights and Voice are all you see and hear." The car stops, the door opens, whew! there's nobody waiting for the elevator! I must finish in a hurry, before somebody shows up. "You will walk, each step pulls you in in in," I chant, and pull him slowly but steadily into the hall, around a corner into the stairwell. I keep my other hand on his right arm, ensuring that it remains stiffly upright. He follows me right along. Once in the high stairwell, I breathe an inward sigh of relief. "Jeffery," I now say, "go instantly to sleep. Hear nothing but my voice. Your arm is entirely made of steel, it's stuck tight tight tight up in the air." He looks as if he's been hooked to the ceiling! His eyes are closed, and he sways unsteadily. Now I hold his other arm out, and "freeze" it as well. "You are about to feel very very excited, Jeffery," as I firmly reach down and loosen his belt, talking all the while. "The very powerful Hand is ready to make you feelll so good! You are already becoming excited, Jeffery..." and indeed, as I drop his trousers around his knees, I see his cock is already semi-erect. It surges up pulse by pulse as I continue crooning into his ear. "Just feelll that you are ready for my Hand, any moment I will touch you, Jeffery, you are as stiff as your arms, aren't you, stiffer stiffer stiffer! and you want it, you've missed my Hand so badly, are you ready, I will now hold you in my Hand." And I repossess Jeffery's penis, which I soon have clenching and twitching between my manipulative fingers. "Feellls sooo good, feel it stroking, stroking... and making you feel good, feel and want more and more to feel it last forever," I continue, pulling lightly but regularly along his hot length. I can't resist him, I drop to my knees, and my mouth encircles his organ. I feel it surge and swell slowly and regularly within my lips. My fingers have taken possession of his balls, and my other hand reaches behind him to cup his beautiful behind. He is mine completely, I feel his glutei sway gently back and forth, responding to the urgings of my saliva-slick lips and tongue. "Feeeellllsss goooddddd," I whisper, and my lips push their way down over his bulb again, and again, and as I draw back I hear a moan, and his rod has engorged to its ultimate stiffness, thrusting towards my mouth, yearning for another slithering slide, which I deliver. "Pop!" the purple head swollen now as it slurps free again. Looking upward, I see his hands above his head have fisted tightly as if mimicking the fat glans before me, from which a drop or two of fluid already have begun leaking out from his slit. A few more teasing licks, well-spaced to keep him on the very edge of his control, until his abdominal muscles are clenched tightly, and his buns feel crushed together, and I rise. The cock is waving and dribbling before my eyes... "You can have a lovely hot little come, Jeffery. Lower your arms, hold the railing right now, then back to the elevator where you will awaken and forget everything!" His freed hands brace on a stair railing, and I watch him pump his tight butt back and forth into the air. His knees bend. It is but a few moments until his backside jerks and freezes, and I see in the dim stair lighting droplets being flung out from him into space from his shaft. He is groaning steadily as he fucks the air. At last he sighs, pulls his own trousers up, eyes still closed, then they open blearily, and he finds his way back to the waiting elevator. I reach in, trip the switch, and watch as he leans dazedly against the wall as the doors separate us. LIBBY RECRUITED During these days back at the hotel, I have little other time to indulge myself physically. Days are long, and nights are needed for sleep. One afternoon though was unusual, in that there were no activities planned for me. I now had Jeffery dialing my room every day to see if I had any more intsructions. This morning I had told him to locate Elizabeth, and bring her up to my room at their earliest opportunity. I have reset my hypnotic device to be certain of their compliance, and when I answer his knock, I immediately tell them both just to "please go inside and look on the table." In a moment I am sure they are both mine. I haven't seen Elizabeth-Libby for quite some time, so, I tell her I will have Jeffery treat her while I talk to her. Soon they are both nude. "Jeffery, have you seen how sexy her private parts are now?" "No." "Look at them, Libby, display yourself to him... You can see her sex, can't you?" "Yeah, it's dark and kind of pinkish brown! God, her pussy is thick, the lips are really large!" He's fingering himself as he gazes raptly at her... his dick has sprung instantly to attention at the display. "Turn and show me now," I order her, sitting down on the floor. It's beautiful! Behind the deep thicket of curls, like an open wound, broods a dark, wrinkled series of petals the color of coral. Who could blame the boy, now trying to peek around her for another look! certainly not I! my own dick is painful against the leg of my trousers, and my mouth has gone dry. "Are you sexually excited?" I ask her. "Look at Jeffery's big, thick penis now, just the sight of your furry has made him so very hard, go ahead, turn and look at him closely. Kneel, and talk to his big cock as I stimulate your furry." "Oh my, what a big, big cock, Jeffery!" she coos, taking it in her hands and kissing it playfully. "Do you want to squirt on me? You do? I know you do, you're jerking around like mad, ohmmmmmmm..." I have lifted her rump, and now as my fingers flutter over the back end of her gash, I can see her inner labia pushing out like an orchid... there's almost not enough room for them, her outer lips are so prominent! The whole region is radiating heat, and my tongue feels like it's touched a hot stove as it laps neatly and carefully over and over her length, spreading her moisture throughout, parting her hairs with catlike dexterity. "Yess, the little weewee is sooo big! soo big ohhhhhmmmm so hard and hot, it's so sweet, mplh mplh mmmplch!" as she slurps it's length. "Climb up on the bed now, Jeffery, I will let you into her now. You must slide gently up into her, and take care not to come yet, you will reward her for obeying me." He scrambles away from her and I have him kneel at the head of the bed. "Libby, back up now and I will let you feel that beautiful long cock again." I have Jeffery mount her from behind, and I sit on the floor so I can face her, and control events. "Nice, slow and regular now, Jeffery," I order him, as I see her torso jouncing rather too fast for any sort of control. "Libby, I am now having you fucked, deeply and smoothly. While I watch you being fucked, you will answer me." "Ohhhboy, that's gooood!" I tickle her dangling breasts and tug at her nipples, as I feel through them that Jeffery has obeyed me... she is not being hammered as much now. "You have been secretly testing the women you know. How have you been doing? Have any friends tested high?" "mhmmmhmmhmhmmyess." "Good!, Jeffery, fuck her a little stronger now, and maybe you want to run a fingertip around and around her little brown hole." I cradle her tits as they jiggle around again. Her head drops and hangs down from her shoulders. He is moaning with delight, and I have to order him strongly to stop after ten deep strokes. "Tell me more," I now command her. "Jeffery will just keep you pleasantly aroused,by rubbing his thick cock around and around your labia. If you come, just tell us, then go on with your report." I have her give me names and addresses. I ask her which of the girls she wishes most to share her pleasure with..." "mm dunno ..." "Jeffery, pump her again to make her answer.. three, four. Stop. Stop now! Good, slide out from her and get her whole backside slippery with her hot juices. Slide your barrel around and over. Dip back inside her, paint her ass with your cock." "Oh, feels soo good!" "You are imagining a friend or two watching your passion right now," I insist. "Who is there? Libby, answer, and you will be fucked." "Ummm... Phyllis and umm... Jinny... she likes to hug and kiss me sometimes! Ohh ooo fuck me now Jeffery..." "All right, Jeffery, take her like a proud stallion. Mount your mare, push and thrust lovingly in and out in and out..." I rise now, and watch the action, masturbating gently, then harder as I see her accept his steaming member as it pistons backward and forward. His hands steady her hips, and she is so enjoying the encounter that she backs into his thrusts again and again. "Target your gaze on her anus as you fuck, Jeffery!" I urge, "How nice and tight it would feel wrapped around that big hard cock... how you'd like to push in allll round you is hot brown muscle squeeeeezing your cock, her asshole is jerking you off, you'll dream about that Jeffery, think about it now, tickle it with your finger... harder, make your finger circle around and around inside her hole. When you're ready to come, tell her, and push your whole finger inside her bottom hole." "I'm gonna come! I can't wait! I'm commmming!" He shouts, and I see his rotating index finger slide right up inside her like a rectal thermometer. "Wiggle your finger, Jeffery, feel it in your cock!" "Gahh gahhnnhhhnn..." she squeals, and releases the largest shower I've yet seen backwards, drenching their entire area, as Jeffery now falls forward over her back, finger and cock still buried up to their hilt! Her own legs collapse as they did with me, and he is drawn down flat atop her pillowy buttocks, squeezed, I'm sure, by her gluteus muscles, but soon his natural shrinkage and the slipperiness of the area enable me to lift him off and turn him on his back. "Libby, turn over too, lie right next to lovely Jeffery... come on, turn your body over... Jeffery, hold over that finger for Libby to suck... she's very curious about her own tastes and smells!" As her lips close around the digit which until moments ago had been buried in her rectum, I gently tickle his scrotal sac, and he opens his legs mechanically to give me access. She groans a little. "Uhgh, it's sour..." she murmurs at the taste. "Sour but fun as you suck it allll cleannn." "Mmmmmm" "Your other hole can give you much pleasure, do you see?" "Mhmm - hmmm!" "The wiggly thing inside you feels good!" and I wiggle his hand a couple times before retracting it from her lips. "As you relax very deeply now, I'll have Jeffery sleep. "My finger is circling you now, Jeffery." I am just touching his wrinkled, relaxed bag, over and over. "Feel it, enjoy it, watch it circling in your mind, circling around and around... let it send you off to sleep. In an hour you'll wake and leave as usual. "Now, Libby, I'm going to talk right into your deepest self about your girlfriends." "mmm..." her voice is nothing but a whisper. "You will find that it is very stimulating to think about women in a sexual way... But you must sometimes persuade them, or actually seduce them before you can have delicious sex with them. Understand?" "... think so..." "It means that now you have found some exciting women that respond to suggestion, you can get them to understand your passion for freedom, your passion for sexual thrills, and your obedience to the Light, to the Voice..." I am gently massaging her breasts as I speak, and I feel her pushing up into my palms. "I love women, too..." "You want them..." "Yes." "Do any of the women you tested like photography?" "mmm... I think... Phyllis has a camera..." "Tell Phyllis that you have an acquaintance who does model photography. Tell her that you are modeling for him. Invite her to come along, that she is welcome to watch, that you'd really like her to see this fellow. Repeat." And I stop my hand motions abruptly. Her voice echoes as if she were a tape recorder! "Yes, very good," I whisper, and begin gently stroking and rotating her boobs again. She sighs, and her legs begin to flex. "Your secret wish is to get her to go to bed with you... you really want a beautiful woman to look at all your secret places, and for you to see theirs too..." "... mmmm... I feel sexy again..." "Yes, the thoughts are arousing you again. Reach down to your belly. Lower. Pull gently at your secret lips and imagine that Phyllis is watching you... you'll feel a nice tingle, and you'll want more..." I watch as she spreads her legs and begins manipulating her labia. "Pull them gently apart... gently, now very lightly just touch yourself right on your little nubby... yess there it is, move your fingers, hold yourself apart, feel the gentle pressure of her lips, how sensitive she is to you..." and I bend down and place my mouth over her clitoris. Her hips push up, and her hands clasp my head, holding it against her pubic bone. "ooooo Phyllll..." "I secretly want you, Elizabeth, darling," I whisper, moving my mouth back up to her ear, "but I need to be persuaded... I'll tell you a secret way to let me love you..." and as she urges me to tell her, I plant tiny kisses on breasts, belly and thighs. "You should kind of seduce me, I think watching the lights will help me, darling. Yes, get me to watch to lights, and you can persuade me to help in a photo session. But be soo gentle and slow with me... women don't come off so fast as men, do we?" "Sometimes I do, Phyll," Elizabeth murmurs in reply to her phantom. "I'm hot right now! Taste meeeee!" and thrust up her hips again, reaching down to part the cunt lips yet again. I suck near the clitoris, and now I can feel it! It's gotten prominent enough for my sensitive mouth to perceive. She breathes heavily, but I back away again. She gives a childish pout. "Not now... I'm too scared," I whisper her. "You'll have to fool me a little, and show me the Lights and seduce me and thennnn... ooo Lizzz..." She is rubbing herself again, and I speak to her as myself again. "Stop masturbating now. Let your body relax again, and plan to bring your friend here soon. I will help you! Call me when you have set a time, and I'll tell you what to say." I give her my number, to carry in her unconscious mind. "When you use this number, or have anything to do with me, you will of course be automatically in trance, Libby." She nods. "Now Jeffery is asleep, and like him you will sleep an hour or so, and then depart. Carry out my orders." 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