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Story: Career Day · Author: Anynom
Career Day
Anynom
Don't read this if you're under 18 and don't try this at home. I had originally
planned a different approach but then something struck me. Wether that's good or
bad is up to you, I suppose. Enjoy.
Hank brushed at his coat as he walked through the halls of the high school. It
was rather busy today, not surprising considering that it was Career Day,
various people from various walks of life taking time to talk to one class or
another about their jobs and how students may want to follow that sort of work.
So far, Hank had done three classes, two with male teacher and the other an
elderly woman in her fifties. It had been slow so far, just the same lectures
about how hypnosis didn't work like on tv and how it could be an exciting
career. He'd been met by pretty much the same bored stares all day but that was
all right. It just made his plans all the better.
Ever since he had heard about Career Day, Hank had been gripped with the idea.
He couldn't help it, it was just something that stuck into his head and he
couldn't shake it off no matter how hard he tried. And best of all, the more he
thought of it, the more he thought how unbelievably fun it would be. It would be
like nothing he'd tried before, an experience he just couldn't pass up.
He glanced at the watch, checking the time. Lunch was over and the next period
was about to start. Picking up his pace a little, the hypnotherapist made his
way to the next classroom, smiling as he shook the hand of the woman responsible
for his visit.
"Thank you very much for coming, Hank," Melissa Martin said, smiling as she
shook the man's hand. She was a highly attractive woman in her early thirties,
with shoulder length red hair and a pretty face. She was wearing a white blouse
and dark mini-skirt, hosed legs on display, much to the joy of some of her male
students. She was in very good shape and got a lot of looks when she walked down
the hallways.
Until a few weeks before, Melissa had been a somewhat reserved woman, not one
for flashy outfits or anything like that. That was until she had started seeing
Hank for therapy to quit smoking. He'd turned her off the habit and more. Hank
had used his skills to turn Melissa into a great lover who now liked to flaunt
herself a bit. She was stronger in public but still obedient to Hank when he
wanted her to.
When she'd mentioned Career Day while awake during one session, Hank had gotten
the idea. During bouts of lovemaking while she was under, he had told her to
make sure he was on the list of candidates to talk to students and made sure he
would visit her class after lunch.
As Melissa went over to shut the door (unknowingly locking it as Hank had
secretly instructed her to) as Hank let his hands drift over the students. They
were the usual mix of young men and women, all carrying the same boredom he'd
seen in other classes only a tad more lethargic after lunch, which was what Hank
was counting on.
"Okay, kids, I want you all to meet someone I happen to know......" Hank tuned
out most of Melissa's introduction, preferring instead to let his eyes wander
the room, trying to focus on who seemed more or less bored, who was attentive,
looking for the telltale signs all hypnotists knew to figure out who'd be a good
target. He soon became aware that Melissa was finishing up and this was his big
moment.
He stepped forward, pulling out a large pocket watch and starting to swing it a
bit. "This is the big misconception people have about hypnosis," he began,
talking in a smooth, easy tone. "That all you can do is just wave a watch around
and have it swing back and forth, back and forth and people will just stare
right at it as it swings back and forth, back and forth, they'll just watch it
swing back and forth back and forth and that's all it really takes, is for
people to just watch it, to just watch it swing that they won't be able to not
watch it swing, that they'll just watch it swing back forth, back and forth,
their eyes tracking it as it swings back and forth, back and forth, unable to
look away from the swinging watch, unable to look away, unable to do anything
but watch the watch swing and listen to my voice, watch it swing and listen to
my voice, back and forth, listen to my voice, back and forth, listen to my
voice......."
As he talked, Hank watched the class intently. All of them were watching the
swinging watch, many already having eyes glazing over. Hank knew he had an
exceptionally susceptible group on his hands. Of course, most students were
tired after lunch and he was counting on that. He was also counting on the old
misconceptions about hypnosis actually aiding him as he did to them exactly what
they expected a hypnotist to do: Put them under a spell.
"So you watch it swing, back and forth, back and forth, and listen to my voice
as you watch it swing back and forth, back and forth, and you listen to my voice
tell you how sleepy you are, tell you how sleepy you all feel, you hear me tell
you you're sleepy, you're all sleepy, as you watch it swing back and forth, back
and forth and listen to me tell you how sleepy you are, how very sleepy you are,
how very, very sleepy you are, you watch it swing back and forth, back and forth
and you just feel sleepy, very sleepy, more and more sleepy. You know you can't
keep your eyes open anymore, you have to sleep, you have to sleep, I am putting
you all to sleep, you all falling into sleep, a deep, deep sleep."
Soon, the entire class was slumped on their desks, all in a deep trance state.
Hank smiled and turned around, still holding up the watch. He saw Melissa,
halfway gone, eyes half-open and swung the watch before them, watching them
shut.
Making sure the door was locked, Hank took a couple of minutes to deepen the
trance, not as hard as it sounded since they were already far gone. He paused to
turn towards Melissa, then the class. "I want all the boys in the class to sit
up and open your eyes but still remain deeply in a trance." As the boys did,
Hank turned to Melissa. "Melissa, remove all your clothing."
Melissa was soon nude, her nice form on display before her entire class, only
the boys able to see her although they could barely comprehend what they were
seeing. Hank looked around the class, looking at each of the girls until he hit
one in particular. "Will the blonde girl in the third row please sit up and open
your eyes but remain deeply entranced?"
The young woman did so, a very nice face framed by long blonde hair. "Stand up,"
Hank commanded and she did so. "What is your name?"
"Melody," she answered in a soft tone.
"Melody, come up her please." As Melody took robotic steps up to the front desk,
Hank started to undress. "Melody," he said to the standing teenager. "Are you a
virgin?"
"No....." Melody said softly.
"How many times have you had sex, Melody?"
"Seven....."
"All men?"
"Yes......."
"Have you ever wanted to make love to a woman?"
"Not really....."
Hank picked up the watch and swung it before Melody's eyes, watching her track
it with her gaze. "You are hypnotized, Melody. What do you know a hypnotized
person has to do?"
"Whatever....they're told....." Melody answered softly.
"Yes, Melody, they have to do whatever they're told," Hank said, glad again at
the misconceptions of hypnosis. "Take off your clothes, Melody." He was soon
looking at a very nice naked body with firm breasts and a tight little ass,
awaiting orders. "Now, Melody, you have to do what I say. So if I tell you to
make love to Melissa and myself at once, you'll do so, correct?"
"Yes..." Melody nodded as Hank moved forward, kissing her hard on the lips,
bringing her naked body to him. He pushed Melody down on the desk and let his
face work down her body, pushing her firm breasts together as he licked each
nipple. At the same time, Melissa pushed her breasts into Melody's face, letting
her student kiss and lick at each nipple before moving in to kiss Melody on the
lips. At the same time, Hank pushed himself on Melody's body, working his hands
down to her pussy. "Melody, Melissa, enjoy yourselves but listen to nothing I
say until I directly address you."
"Now, boys," Hank said as he slid his hand along Melody's clit. "As you can see,
both Melody and Melissa are lost in passion as much as trance right now,
therefore they're unable to stop making love even if they would want to." Melody
moaned as Hank slid his hand around her pussy, fingering her as Melissa lowered
herself onto Melody's face. "Now, Melissa has been specially conditioned over
time to open herself up to same sex encounters." Melissa moaned, shifting back
and forth on Melody's face, her legs dangling over the edge of the desk as
Melody began to lick at her pussy. "Melody, on the other hand, operates on the
misconception that a hypnotized person can only do what they are told and have
no free will. Of course, this is false but her subconscious believes that and
thus she is much more ready to accept commands. Of course, the fact that she
doesn't seem all that bright definitely helps as well." Hank pushed his fingers
into Melody's clit, eliciting a squeal of pleasure. He stood up and addressed
the two women. "Melissa, Melody. Stop."
Both froze, Melissa bending over, Melody with her tongue arching to her clit.
"Do a 69 so you can lick each other out," Hank commanded and the women obeyed,
both of them with feet dangling over the edge of the desk as they started to
lick away at each other's pussies. Hank began to stroke his cock as he spoke to
the boys, staring blankly at the scene before them. "Now, usually, you'll have
to work a little harder to get a woman to open up like this, particularly if
this is a woman you've just met and hypnotized on a bus or someplace like that.
But it can be done. You'll be amazed how many women go deep their first time but
some take multiple wakeups and being put back under again to get them this deep
and obedient and even then you have to work to get her to fuck you. The most
popular notion is to make her believe she's with her dream lover. Making her
think you're her husband or boyfriend is also good as is making her believe that
this is all her idea, a dream that she wants to go along with."
Melissa and Melody rubbed against each other as they licked away at each other's
pussies, the blond on red hair combinations a nice sight. Hank's cock was hard
as a rock but he held it in as he continued his lecture. "You'll find that most
women have gay tendencies and it just takes a little work to bring those out. As
I've said and as you can see, once they get into it, they'll just go with the
flow without wanting to stop." As soon as he said that, both women gave out
muffled cries as they came onto each other's faces, the desk shuddering under
them. Hank waited as they came down before asking a question.
"How many of you guys have dreamed of Melissa sucking your cock?" Every boy in
class raised his hand except for a handsome, muscular jock in the back. "Son,
why aren't you raising your hand? And be honest."
"I'm....gay......"
"Do any of your friends know?"
"No....No one....."
"Well, keep that to yourself, all right?" Hank looked about, focusing on a young
man wearing glasses, eyes glazed despite the sight before him. "What's your
name?"
"Peter....." the boy replied dully.
"Melissa, go over and suck Peter's cock." Immediately, Melissa pulled herself
off the desk, moving forward to free Peter's cock from his pants. Like most of
his classmates, Peter had a hard-on, his subconscious mind registering the
arousal of seeing the hypnotized women go at it. Melissa took his rod in her
mouth and began sucking on it, her lipsticked lips moving up and down the shaft
as she took it in her mouth.
Meanwhile, Hank moved onto the desk, pulling Melody up, both sitting as Hank
pulled her to him, sliding his cock into her passage and starting to pump in and
out. Melody wrapped her legs and arms around Hank, moaning as he went at her.
Hank spared a glance at Melissa sucking off Peter, the student's heightened
breathing the only sign he was even aware of it. "Now, sucking cock is sometimes
hard to convince some women. You might want to start off with something small,
like making her believe she's eating a popsicle or something. Of course, you
have to remind her just to lick it, not bite down. Again, once she gets into it,
she'll find it nearly impossible to stop."
Melissa licked the tip of Peter's shaft as she pinched his balls, trying to
force his juices to flow, tricky in his hypnotized state. "I'm afraid I don't
have the time to show it to you here, but some women are hard to convince to
take it up the ass. Unfortunately, there's no imaginary substitute, you just
have to work hard to make her accept it and enjoy it. Believe me, it has its
benefits."
Hank grunted as he drove into Melody, her breasts bouncing with each of his hard
thrusts into her, their asses rubbing the surface of the desk as they made love.
"As I said, I have two unique cases here," Hank said through gritted teeth,
feeling himself start to build to orgasm. "Normally, this takes at least two
inductions and deepenings and then you have to build the arousal within them
before you can make your move. But trust me, it's quite easy to make a woman hot
and ready for you and make her believe it's all her doing as well. Once you
unlock the passion and start fucking her, even if she's able to stop, she won't
be able to." Hank's next comment was cut off as he grunted, coming into Melody,
who cried out, arching herself back as she felt his wad blast through her body.
Meanwhile, Peter also came, his wad blasting down Melissa's throat, staining the
back of her mouth.
It took a few minutes for Hank to get Peter, Melody, Melissa and the desk all
cleaned up and a bit longer to dress, leaving Hank only a few minutes to wrap
up. Melody was back at her desk, watching with the rest of the class as Hank
swung the watch back and forth. "When I snap my fingers, you will all awaken.
Consciously, none of you will remember anything you have seen, nothing at all,
just another dull lecture. Now, subconsciously, all the girls will remember that
if any of you see this watch again, you will instantly fall back into a trance
and listen to what I say. Now, all the boys will subconsciously remember what
they have seen and will enjoy it. They will enjoy the feeling of power they saw,
they will enjoy the idea of having a woman under their control." Hank spared a
quick glance to the gay boy and shrugged. If he wanted to hypnotize guys, he was
on his own. "You will all want to learn the art of hypnosis, you will want to
learn all you can about it and you will want to use it and use it well. Remember
that in your subconscious but none of you remember anything in your minds." Hank
put the watch away and snapped his fingers just as the bell rang.
The students all blinked their eyes open, then started to get their books
together and go to the next class. "That was very informative," Melissa said to
Hank, meaning it. "Thank you so much for coming in."
"It was my pleasure," Hank said, meaning it. He stole a glance towards Melody as
she walked out with some friends, his mind already working on hooking up with
them later. Ah, it felt good to give a new bunch of kids a shot at getting the
same pleasures he did. Unlike most of the others here today, he truly would get
these kids to follow his career path. A new generation of hypnotists, out there
because of him and a new generation of women to be their playthings. It was good
to have his job.
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