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The Highway Hypnotist
Part 6, Part B
Her breaths sounded like sighs now. Her face was an erotic
study! As her lips barely moved with her murmurs, her
eyelids were flushed dark, and they looked as fluttery as
if she'd been given an anesthetic; her pupils roved
searchingly between flurries of blinking, as her brows
arched and strained upwards to try to hold them open. Full
voice now, I told her: "The trance has begun. You're
entering trance already, and you should continue to talk
out loud, it will help deepen you. Finish your eyes now
and let your awareness drift..." "...So heavy, I can't
hold... cannn't hollld... heavierr, drooping down, down,
closinggg... ahh" **Feels good to close, feels like John's
stroking them closed...** "Oh, I'm so heavyyy.. so
heavyy... I feel your fingers stroking my eyelids,
heavier, making me feel so drowsyyy..." My own fingers
were themselves stroking... stroking a thick staff of
heavy flesh, nosing its spongy pink snout up into the open,
teased and nurtured by my caresses. **I love stroking
feelings, it's drowsy and sexy, drowsy and sexy... I can
give up to the feelings... everything is so good...**
Aloud I murmured quietly: "Head is heavy..." She
responded. "Feel the hand stroking my armmm... so good,
making my arm soo heavy, making my arms go to sleep, and...
and... ahhh my head is sinking down into deep sleep,
deeper and... annnn..." Her head now began a series of
small jerks, as from one falling unknowingly asleep in
public. Lower and lower her beautiful, blank face sank
with each increment of her surrender! Faster and faster my
encircling hand grabbed and pulled at the smooth, hot dry
flesh in response! Too fast! I yanked my hand away,
annoyed at myself. "Fool! I can jerk off like a bozo
anytime!" I thought. "Save it for Rose!" I flicked my
member sharply with a fingertip, and the naughty fellow saw
reason, at least for a moment! I whispered: **I must be
ready to surrender, yes, the feeling of lovely surrender is
getting stronger, John loves it when I talk about
surrendering my body to hypnosis...** "Rose," I said in a
deep voice, and her head now just flopped all the way down
onto her bosom. "Rose, your voice will tell you what you
must do... what you are feeling deep within you now..."
"Yes... I am giving in more and more to hypnosis, more..
and more... every word I say puts me so deep into
hypnosis, it feels like you're stroking me... you're
making me want to go into hypnosis so much... feels like
your voice controls me and I want to feel controlled and I
want to go way downnn deep into h-hyp... into hyppp...
down... dowwww..." Another whisper. **Surrender to John
is arousing me. I may just have to give in to my urges,
soon I won't be able to resist them...** "Now you may tell
yourself whatever you honestly feel, Rose," I urged. I
didn't know how to hold myself back much longer, the hot
blood had engorged me again to replete fullness, and the
ache in my testicles was already strong! "I feelll... I
can't believe how goood I feel, as if you were stroking
me... all my arms and legs and shoulders and eyes feel
stroked and soothed... sooooothing..." Her lips pursed to
enunciate "sooothing," and out from my cockhead dribbled a
first of what was to be several driblets, I kept my hands
on the wheel, and glanced down to watch the pale lubricant
burbling up and trickling down the dark rosy helmet. **I
want to sleep in the nude now.** I hissed. "Johnnnyyy..."
came her low croon, "Johnnnyyy..." "Yes Rosie..." I
hummed in return. "I'm so sleepy that I want to take off
all these things, all these things and just... I don't
know, just float and be deeply relaxed... would it be all
right?" I now challenged her trance. "My eyes would see
your body, dear, because I love to look at it, Rose;
anything YOU want is all right, you're the one deep in a
hypnotic state now." "Yesss... allll my things..." Her
hands stirred and dreamily began undoing her blouse,
letting her breasts push out as the lapels fell back, began
pushing the shorts down over the creamy flesh. "Umm...
hard to move, feel so heavy..." I reached over and slid
her shorts down to her feet, and she daintily lifted one
foot, then the other, free of the encumbrance. I had to
stop the van, the strip show had left me unable to
concentrate on the road! I'd seen an exit sign; I had to
"hold out" four more miles though! **I'm starting to feel
naughty, little by little,** I implanted, **I can pretend
he does have those rays in his eyes, and then I can pretend
I'm just in his power... and then I can do or say whatever
I want!** "Ohh, Johnnn..." she breathed, "it's sooo
niice... I never thought hypnotism could feeell so nice...
can I stay asleep forever?" Her legs again were stretched
beyond my vision, but not her bosom! the luscious hillocks
slid about under their sling as she stretched her upper
torso and rotated her shoulders. **I can smell him...
it's like a heavy perfume, I can tease him, if he likes
that... I want to play helpless, it's getting me
excited...** She smiled like a contented cat. **I'll even
tell him some little secrets, yes, he'll love to hear about
all my deep secret sexy things, I want more and more to
arouse him...** "Can I open my eyes now?" came the little
girl- voice that shot straight down my spine and up through
my fleshy column. "Only when you're so very deeply
hypnotized that you don't even think you are hypnotized," I
now improvised. "Only when you have made yourself
completely aware of your state." "Oh..." she sighed, "I
could go deeper if you looked at me with your eyes,
Johnny..." "All right, Rose," I breathed, speaking quietly
now because I'd reached that point where every event seemed
somehow connected to my balls... at last! here came the
intersection, thank God! "I'm sure that you want to
experience the powerful rays pouring out of my eyes, to put
you deeper." "Y-yess!" she breathed, "oh, yes, I know
you're looking all over my body, and I like it, Johnny, I
can't even stop liking it anymore, it's getting me a little
excited, is that all right?" Her torso was grinding now,
all her parts seemed to be gently in continuous motion...
"When you feel the car stop, Rose, then it'll be safe for
me to look at you. Completely." I saw her bosoms catch in
their seductive orbit, then resume. "Then you can
hypnotize yourself even deeper using my eyes. All
right..." I husked, "I'm going to park off the road a bit,
we're all alone, and no one can see us." As I parked in
the shade of the interstate overpass, I HOPED we would be
left alone! There wasn't much traffic. I left the engine
and the AC running, and finally put it in PARK. Before I
told her to open her eyes I gave her what I hoped would be
her final "cues"... **I want badly to be hypnotically
seduced. I know that John wants badly to seduce me. I
must have it, and I feel daring now that I need it so much,
I think I would do anything he suggests.** And now I
tracked my own chair back as far as it would slide, so we
were more face-to-face, angled inwards towards the other,
and said, "When you are ready, your eyes can open, but if
they remain a little heavy, a little humid and moist it's
very erotic for me." "I know you feel erotic Johnny, I
feel so free now, may I open my heavy heavy eyelids just a
bit?" asked the little girl. "I will allow them to open,"
I granted, and watched her lids flutter and blink their way
to about half-mast. I heard her reassure herself almost in
a whisper: "Gently... gently open just a bit, be careful
to stay asleep, I can do it, I can stay asleep while my
eyes... opennn... yesss... I can see you now, I'd better
just look only at you... only at..." Her breath caught
again as her dreamy gaze caught sight of a length of paper
towelling which I had just draped over the flaming totem
jutting upwards from my lap. I saw her slide her eyes
carefully up and away from the obvious, and when they met
mine I was careful at first to keep my own gaze almost
averted. "I will allow you to decide what should happen,
Rose," I said. "From looking at you though, you are
certainly profoundly hypnotized right now. And you look so
lovely, rose! so aroused that I might bring you to a crest
just by examining you with my eyes." "Ohhh, I'd like that
now... I think I'm all ready for your eyes... I feel
so... I want to TRY things... please, Johnny, it's all so
new! I'm ready for you to look.." Indeed, I thought I
could feel the heat radiating across the compartment from
her flesh, and my nostrils were screaming "LUST!
Attention, male, LUST alert!" **I've decided to give up
completely now, I can't help it ,** I whispered, adding
aloud: "Now, Rose, I want to tell you what you will
experience. Are you listening carefully?" "Yes....
yes... I'm ready, truly I am!" "I must tell you that
you're now very susceptible to the power in my gaze. Your
eyes will at first feel locked onto mine, then it will be
as if your whole mind and body were floating quickly up,
all weightless and helpless, just pulled right into them
and you might feel a wonderful dizziness, and while you
experience this surrender, nothing will exist but eyes.
Nothing will exist, and then when you hear a voice say
loudly 'I am completely open to you my master,' you will
return to your body and we will begin satisfying your
needs. DO YOU UNDERSTAND?" I said forcefully. Her
breathing quickened, her tits jiggling in their bright
green halter. "Yes... do it... do it..." Then I raised
my face, opened my eyes and took her.
"Ohh..ohhwohhhwohhh..." came wrenching from her as her
eyelids shot up wide as a terrified baby doe's, and I moved
forward and up out of my seat and brought my face smoothly
right up close to hers, and all her wriggling and fidgeting
stopped as her arms dangled down at her sides, splayed open
and listless, but her panting sounded like the last stages
of a Lamaze exercise, out of which I soon heard her trying
to speak. "I-I-I-I am completely open to you my master!"
she burst out, almost in a shout, between her clenched
teeth. I held her chin. "Relax, you are floating in
hypnotic space, your voice is deep and heavy and completely
obedient, repeat your phrase." Her jaw loosening, she
repeated it. **I want to make him lust for me, I'll tempt
him, I'll stretch and display, I feel so open and ready
now...** I whispered. I sat back. "And here we are back,
now, Rosie," I said commandingly. "We're back from space
again, just we two. Your arms are splayed out from your
sides, your legs have begun a faint trembling, your flesh
is full and hot in your tight confinement, and I am
trembling myself as I begin to survey your hot tight flesh,
tell me where my eyes are stroking you, tell me about your
sensitive, responsive flesh." "Oh... oh... my eyes...
looking into my eyes... I feel hot..." I broke our gazes
now and made theatrically sure my new direction was clear.
"My shoulder... feels like sunbathing, hot and tingly
mmmm... I want to stretch for your eyes, under my arms,
ooo like a warm breeze I get very stimulated there..." Her
hands were lifted sensuously up behind her head now, like a
1940s pin-up. "Yes I see your muscles flex and stretch,
yet your warm flesh is so beautifully curved and folds so
prettily, feel my gaze right in the folding of your arm."
I was trying to respond to her erogenous cues. The Eye
moved on. "You'll be able to speak to your lovers from
this moment forward about your likes and your wants, shall
I look just behind and under your ear, at the smooth,
strong neck, and the tiny tiny hairs lying so soft right
under your ear?" "Mmm-hmmm, but look under my arms just
another minute, please?" "Oh yes, I see the lovely short
fur there, are they sensitive?" "I feel all on fire, John,
I can tell you now, can't I? I'm feeling very, VERY good,
Johnny, please brush your lips under my muscle, please?"
Of course I obliged, it was like leaning into a
narcissistic Centerfold girl, she was stretching her neck,
twisting sideways observing her armpit as my cheek and lip
began to graze up and down. I was so close to her breasts
again, and her soft hills were now so temptingly near! and
I saw the wantonness of the nipples echoing my own
outcropping . "I'm breathing in your second most intimate
scent now," I sang into her receptive ear, "the scent as
sweet as heather but with your own salty tang..." and I
tongued the moist, salty underfur lightly, looking down
along her sides to observe her quiver. "And now my eyes
are drawn... drawn to..." "Yes, look at my chest, I can't
wait, please look, look, oh oh I feel it, I feel it, I feel
it they're aching Johnny you can look, please, look
h-h-hard right... mmm!" "I want to see you now, Rosie,
keep your hands behind your head, you know how arousing you
are to a man, it makes you aroused too. Say whatever you
want, it's like poetry, my darling Rosie, ask to show me,
to show me your..." The tits lifted toward my eyes, then,
with each huffed exhalation, they jiggled back downward as
my hands brushed up and down into and over her armpits.
"You can look at my titties now, pleasssse..." She was
crooning or mewing gently, watching my ardent gaze lighting
first on one breast, then the other. Her lips were parted
so sweetly, looking bee-stung, her eyes drooping with
erotic heaviness as she rotated her shoulders luxuriously
into my caresses. I was receiving "Final Warning Notices"
in red from my groin, but I'd never, EVER experienced
anything like what was happening to me now! "Keep your
hands behind your head and push out those hot titties
towards me, Rosie, I love your titties, and your... unh...
your deep sensitive nipples, you're teasing me, but when
your titties feel my... unnh... my gaze you'll... Oh
God, Rose, I'm looking right up into your nipples now,
unhh... oh talk to me darling, you're making me... making
me..." I had untied her thongs, releasing her soft
mammaries to bounce freely, but they did not! Her arm
position and her own hot blood had stiffened their flesh
somewhat, the blue-veined traceries seemed very pronounced
against the mottled redness of her blushes, and those
nipples! If I die, I want always to remember those
nipples, and their surrounds, gnarly and puckered as an old
man's fist, deep purple, poking far up from her blush-
cream flesh, anxiously questing toward my open-mouthed
wonder-filled gaze. "Look h-hard at them!" she said, in a
high monotone, "I think I'm... I think I'mm going... I'mm
goingggto, oh please no, oh please no, ohnnn please
nooo..." Her abdomen stiffened, her nostrils flared, her
neck tendons stood out, but in my imagination her nipples
were vibrating, they were stiffening further, they were
sending out thin jets of... thin jets of scalding...
jetssss... My loins ached as I spewed out my seed over my
shorts, underwear, upholstery; my knee felt a few droplets
as I braced my palms against her ribs, feasting my watering
eyes on her glory, now tearing my glance away to stare as
ardently into her half-closed eyes as I could, to husk out:
**He's commanding me to let go. I'm having an orgasm now.
I'm trembling and coming. I love it.** How her eyes
snapped open, then closed tightly! How her nipples bored
into my palm as she pressed her titties up into my caress!
How the breath caught and whistled through her up-tilted
nostrils as my lips now possessed her sweet mouth, my
tongue gaining instant admittance to stab and swirl round
her own! How she moaned as my palm swept over and over the
marble-hard protrusions, flicking them, rubbing against
them, sliding down her taut stomach, soft and curvy no more
but hard with her crisis, how it fluttered and clenched as
she moaned "comingcomingcoming" into my tender mouth! "Go
with it all the way, darling," I crooned once finding my
breath again, my cock softening an dipping into a slimy
puddle of its own making against my thigh. I pulled her
unresisting hands down to hold against her belly... "Come
as much as you want... come deeply now." "Yes, commme,
commme..." she continued, rolling her pelvis into my free
hand. Her swim thong was now completely encased between
the florid pink folds, buried deeply in her humid crevice,
and I simply untied and pulled the aromatic wisp of fabric
away, and held her hip gently, as a trainer would calm a
thoroughbred after a mighty race. Her knees pressed
tightly together, and I didn't disturb them as I saw her
quiet convulsions diminish slowly, and her head cease its
flailing. "I will possess you again this day, my darling."
Her abdomen fluttered again, but her eyes remained tightly
shut. "You want me to share all your secret sexual
thoughts and desires, and you will babble them helplessly
to me if I command you. Inhale deeply. Yes. Smell that
musk. Your nostrils pull in my own scent, darling." My
hands press hers into her sweat-beaded belly, and gently
move up once again to cup and treasure her adorable bosoms.
"The sight of you alone pulled the seed straight out of my
manhood." I watched her face. "The sight of you made my
Cock Shoot Off." I felt her tits quiver. "My DICK got
thick and hard and squirted out just from seeing your
gorgeous tits!" She moaned lightly, and her tits surged up
against my hands again. "Yes, my little helpless hypnotic
slave," I tried, "you want to be dominated, you like that
talk eh? My Thick Cock squirting up your armpits, right
into your pits, right over your tits, are you going to come
again while I talk dirty to you? What are you feeling now,
my little slut? Stretch your arms back behind you and
waggle those hot tits at me. That's right, waggle those
hot titties; you're so deeply hypnotized, tell me what you
feel down here. Tell Me!" Her contractions were resuming,
more jerkily now, as I kneaded those tits and pinched the
still-firm nipples gently. "I'm hot, I'm HOT!" she hissed
back at me, as if the words were dragged reluctantly out
past her tense lips. "I'm so... I'm..." "This dirty talk
just Tit...Till...Ates you, doesn't it?" I said, firmly.
"Your nipples are hard, and you feel real... horny...
that's right, jiggle harder, jiggle your legs too, you're
horny right between your legs, I control you completely!
Later you're going to come begging your master to shove his
Big Thick Dick right between those legs, aren't you?
You're going to strut your horny butt for your master's
eyes, you're going to kneel, and push that hot ass right up
into my face and beg to feel my hot cock, my hot cock slide
right up those cheeks..." She was into another orgasmic
series already. I moved my face up, sucked and bit her
nipples and she cried out. Slid up further, shoved my
mouth against her sweat- soaked armpit, licked and tickled
her armpit and neck and ear, breathed hard into her ear,
slickened her neck and shoulder with saliva, ran my tongue
right up the front of her clenched face, over her squinting
eyelids, jammed my tongue tip between her lips, forced her
jaw open and mashed her lips flat with mine. "Look in my
eyes! Tell me now, little slave, babble out to me as you
come and come to my command!" I ordered. "You will beg me
to Fuck you. To fuck you in right into that..." Her eyes
opened, and her taut throat released its burden with a
harsh caw. "Fuck me in my pussy! My pussy! I'm coming,
it's heaven, I'm coming over and over, oh John, oh master,
make me comemakemecome..." "Deeper than Pussy, slave! You
Want Master In Your Hot, Deep... Cunt! Say CUNT!" She
did so, over and over, now crooning, now shouting, now
gasping as my mouth slid all the way down to the
above-named apparatus, and savaged all her parts in ways
more suited to the sluttiest pornography than this delicate
work of literature! * * * Under an unnamed interstate
viaduct, passing motorists could see a maroon van
conversion parked in the shade. Its tinted windows gave no
clue as to the interior. And what about that interior
scene? Had they possessed the old X-Ray Glasses at around
2 PM that day, they would have observed: That the rear
portion of the van was packed with luggage and
strange-looking gear. The two front seats were unoccupied.
The mid-portion of the roomy van was now a bed. Propped up
against the rear partition, a man lay naked, his legs out
in front of him, bent at the knee. Against his thighs were
pressed two female buttocks, belonging to his hypnotized
lover. She was facing him, reclining a bit, with her own
knees bent open draped over his. Her sex was pushing up
against his own. Closer inspection would cause our
observer to cream his jeans almost immediately! My cock,
only semi-erect, was shiny with her lust-liquid that she
was even now spreading from the thick, very thick
protrusion of her inner and outer labia. My dick was
nearly enfolded lengthways by those puffy slabs of meaty
flesh on either side, as one of her hands lazily pulled my
flesh inwards, tucking it into her slit. She occasionally
vibrated my spongy cockhead against the top of her
envelope, as her sleepy voice, to my order, talked of her
sexuality: "... I've gotten so hungry for sex now," she
was murmuring, "I thought I was faithful to Jerry but now,
that mmmm, that big thick cock of yours just feel so right!
MMmm, it's my big thick playtoy, Johnny..." mashing me a
bit painfully inward against her pubic bone... "I don't
think I ever want to ummm, to stop, look at me, I'm so
shameless!" Her butt contracted and released, sliding her
whole pelvis up and down before my eyes. We had been
"relaxing" after that last awesome climax, achieved just by
looking at each other, and I had been encouraging my
subject to be more verbal with Jerome, as she had already
gotten with me. I had talked about ways she could gently
introduce some of the things she found so exciting, little
by little, into her married life... costumes, oral sex,
and so on. She told me that they both had been very
straightforward, with little imagination, but plenty of
love for each other in their bedroom. "That looks
wonderful, darling," I encouraged her. "Just put your head
back, let those luscious titties poke out. What about anal
sex? Ever done it, or thought about it?" Lazily, without
any hesitation, she simply took my question in stride,
shaking her head. "No, it's too dirty, I think. I don't
like that idea, not like THIS..." and she gave my rather
feeble erection another inward "mashing." "Doesn't he want
to poke into my hot cunt pretty soon? Cunt, cunt, CUNT!"
pouting and giving the schlong another pelvic jiggle, but
she failed to overcome the flaccidity brought on from four
recent orgasms. "Men might feel challenged and overwhelmed
with that kind of talk, Rose," I pointed out to her. "I
know I would if Cecily "dared me to get hard... you have
to accommodate our needs, just as we should find out what
YOU want. With your imagination and ability to enjoy many
different things, Jerry can let you get as many highs as
you want, before he takes that 'plunge.' I got off just
watching your bosom jiggle!" This was a down-slide in
erotic tension... I could hypnotically induce more crises
in Rose, but not myself! She'd come... who could count
the little flares and quakes in today's trip alone? I told
her to fall asleep, and her butt sagged downward heavily
over my lap, and her arms fell away to her side. Soon the
deep breathing was whistling through her nostrils, even a
light snore puttering sweetly into my ears. I disengaged,
dressed, and continued the drive. After an hour I had her
take over for most of the rest of the day though, and my
nude chauffeuse squired us back into humid grungy
civilization before I awoke in the early evening. She
dressed, and we had a last dinner. Not much conversation,
we both felt exhausted and subdued. Her adventure was
coming to a close, and I... I couldn't grant myself the
absolution of amnesia as I was to do for her! As we
reentered the van for the last two-hour drive, the aromas
of heavy sex lay within like a fog, and she held my arm
tightly after we squared our possessions and gear away.
Her arms snaked around my neck, her face tilted up to mine,
and a deep kiss pulled my breath from my lungs to hers.
"You're gonna do it, aren't you?" Meaning the amnesia.
How much HAD my plump, pert companion remembered of the
past four days? I would have bet a lot that I had had her
"under my power" completely, but... even as I began a
rapid induction sequence, I thought I caught a glint in her
dark brown eye, a glint that I hadn't expected to see!
Then the orbs were shuttered by her eyelids, and I "played
fair" by doing my level best to erase all memories of sex
from her waking mind. I had to test her, and stiffened her
left arm out from her shoulder. It remained reassuringly
steady in stiffness and elevation for twenty miles or so, I
was sure she wasn't in the kind of shape that would make
that catalepsy possible through will alone... I roused
her, with no suggestions of further trances or such, and we
chatted until her subdivision came in view. I backed up
her driveway, Jerome appeared beaming and chuckling to see
his beloved. His treasure, that MIGHT soon surprise him
even after fifteen years of marriage! I drove away in a
few minutes, almost unnoticed by Rose. Jerry waved
distractedly good-bye from the midst of a melting kiss from
his wife. My last sight of them for a good many days was
as follows: He's toting her stuff up to their garage. Her
arm is around his waist. As I drive away, her hand jumps
down over his butt, and I see him jump, startled! Cissy
might like to try some hypnotism, I thought to myself,
hmmm...
THE END
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