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Mephisto and Martha

Part 2

Faster and  faster  he  thrust  into  her  wonderful  body,
feeling the current from the  machine  driving  her  wilder
with the continuing orgasms as he started to spurt his  own
juices into her!!!

Screaming, they  both  climaxed  together  as  the  machine
automatically shut itself off.

She swam up through the darkness only to be greeted by more
darkness.  She was awake now, she was sure, but  there  was
no light to see by at all.  Breathing heavily as  the  fear
descended into her, she felt a hand touch her left thigh.

"I see you're awake," the Hypnotist's voice  said,  calmly.
"Don't worry about the darkness, I turned  off  the  lights
after our session.  Was I what you expected?"  A  touch  of
humor there.

She settled back and  remembered  dreamily  the  incredible
orgasm he had brought her to and sighed contentedly.   "Yes
...  yes and much more ..."  her voice trailed off  as  his
hand  moved  up  the  inside  of  her  leg.   She  was  wet
instantly, the scent of her arousal rising to her  nostrils
like steam from a cup.

"You were very  pleasing  yourself,"  he  chuckled,  a  low
almost animal sounding rumble in the  dark  that  made  her
smile as his fingers teased her slit.  "You are a very good
hypnotic subject.  I'm surprised that you didn't  go  under
when you saw my show."

She laughed softly at the memory.  She had been there  with
several of her friends and her mother.  Mother  was  always
the conservative.  She had voted for Nixon,  Goldwater  and
even supported Joe McCarthy at one time.  The  only  reason
she was with them was because her  daughter's  best  friend
had invited her along.  Mother was one of  the  first  ones
hypnotized, sitting right in the audience!   If  it  hadn't
been for HER, she would have been hypnotized, too!

By the time she had finished explaining, the Hypnotist  was
laughing as well, but for a different reason.   Her  mother
had been one of the many who had visited him backstage  for
an advanced experience in hypnotic control!

His mind flashed back to that memorable night.   The  woman
was in her mid-forties, sleek and trim with a very up tight
attitude.  He had noticed her in the company of  about  six
other, much younger, women.  At  first  he  thought  her  a
house-mother from the University, but then the idea hit him
that this was a birthday party and she was somebody's  real
mother.  He watched her out of the corner of his eye as she
almost instantly fell into trance.  Her  reactions  to  his
suggestions and commands were uniformly lewd and  she  came
on to him at every opportunity.  He knew from the show that
she was a recent widow and that she was  one  of  the  best
hypnotic  subjects  he  had  ever  encountered.   A   small
suggestion, while she was in trance, that she should  visit
him backstage was accepted with almost  panting  eagerness.
Like  Mother,  Like  Daughter  he   laughed   to   himself,
especially as he was going to see  her  again,  as  he  had
weekly from the date of the show almost a  year  ago.   She
was a minx in bed and hotter than a  blowtorch.   His  mind
reeled with the idea of a threesome with the  two  of  them
and rejected it  almost  immediately.   Their  ethical  and
moral codes would never allow something as far out as THAT!

He looked over at his new slave and smiled.  He was  almost
ready for his second go-round with her.  She looked back at
him with a sunny smile which became a glassy-eyed stare  as
he casually snapped his fingers twice.  She rose  from  the
chair moving fluidly, like a sleepwalker, over to him as he
shifted in the chair to allow  her  better  access  to  his
tool.

She knelt in front of him slowly, like fog descending  from
above, her hands moving to his zipper,  freeing  his  thick
rod.  Bending over it, she slowly sank her hot, tight  lips
down over the knob of his cock and continued  down  to  the
root of his shaft.  Her mouth felt like warm honey  as  she
moved up his shaft with the speed of molasses  in  january,
her suction a hot and clinging delight  to  his  rock  hard
member.

He reached down and cupped her right ear and she  froze  in
place, her trance deepened exponentially.  He spoke  softly
to her enthralled mind.  "Each stroke you make up and  down
my cock, you FEEL my cock  also  stroking  up  your  pussy.
Every movement you make with your mouth  on  me,  you  will
also feel in your love- canal!"  Snapping his  fingers,  he
broke her trance and she started running her baby soft lips
faster and faster up and down his tool.  Her sucking became
more and more urgent as she thrust her own hips against the
imaginary cock that was doing to  her  just  what  she  was
doing to him!

She felt the hot prick Moving in and  out  of  her  like  a
twisting piston, rounding the sensitive nub of her clit and
sending shocking waves of energy through her!  The taste of
his cock in her mouth was like nothing  she'd  ever  tasted
and she couldn't get enough!!  He was stroking her hair and
moaning softly, a sound that made her  ecstatic  with  joy.
She was making  him  happy!   It  seemed  to  be  the  most
important thing in the world.  She picked up speed  a  bit,
swirling her tongue around the knob of his rock  hard  tool
and gasping as the cock down below did the exact same thing
to HER!

Her lovely head bobbed up and down faster and faster.   His
breath was coming in ragged gasps as she drove them both to
heaven with her perfect mouth.  Crying aloud,  he  came  in
large, steady spurts and, as he did, he cupped both of  her
shell-like ears in a post hypnotic signal.

She felt the hot spurts  of  his  cream  jetting  into  her
mouth.  Tasting like a rich wine, she  eagerly  started  to
swallow every drop when his hands touched her ears and  her
whole body convulsed in the most  unbelievable  orgasm  she
had ever experienced!  She arched her back and screamed  as
she came and came and came!!!

Darkness engulfed her then.

She awoke, alone.  On the table, a single red  rose  and  a
note.  It was in a man's firm hand.  "We will meet again, I
have placed a compulsion in your mind to  meet  me  in  the
future, a compulsion you agreed to follow before  I  placed
it in your mind.  You will have no  idea  what  the  signal
that triggers this compulsion is, but you WILL  follow  it.
I am looking forward to it!"  It was signed simply with the
letter "H."

She could hardly wait.

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