Cindy and I had been working together and traveling together for years and it seemed every time we discussed the future she was going into a new career. In the five plus years I had known her she had been to beauty school, massage school, nursing school and was always looking for something new.
I should not sound like I am complaining because I have to admit that I benefited from each of her endeavors. She insisted on me being a guinea pig each time she went to a new school. I had free haircuts for a long time and I was always able to get an occasional free massage. There was no direct benefit to the nursing school except I was always able to bounce symptoms off of her before running to the doctor and wasting my money on a co-pay.
We were at lunch one day in the cafeteria when Cindy said, “I think this is it Allen. I think I have finally found the profession that is going to allow me to leave this job.”
I said, “Here we go again. Nothing pays like the work we do. I don’t know why you always want to find something else. What is it this time?”
Cindy smiled and said, “I am going to the University of Hypnosis.”
I said, “Great. I suppose you are going to want to hypnotize me now.”
Cindy got excited and said, “Well yes, can I?”
I said, “No way. I am never letting anyone inside my head. A few years before you joined the company they had a hypnotist come out to the lunch room to do a show. I volunteered to go up and the next thing I knew I was chasing around the boss trying to kiss him.”
Cindy said, “That’s ridiculous. You cannot make a straight man gay. You’re making this up.”
I said, “No I am afraid I am not making it up. The hypnotist told me that my boss was Anna Nicole Smith and when he snapped his fingers I would believe Anna wanted a kiss. So I thought I was chasing Anna Nicole Smith around an empty room while in reality I was chasing my boss around a packed cafeteria. I was humiliated for several years. I’m surprised you haven’t heard that story before.”
Cindy said, “I hadn’t heard that story but I assure you that you can trust me.”
We got onto the airplane and took our seats. It was my turn for the window seat and after take off Cindy looked past me out the window and said, “I love watching the clouds go by don’t you?”
I said yes and she said, “It is so relaxing to see them float by. Cloud after cloud goes by in a never ending sea of white. It is so relaxing and so inviting. It makes you wish you could float on one and just drift away. Just imagine floating on a big soft white fluffy cloud and as you get gently blown by the wind you let your eyes close as you soak up the warm sun that makes you feel so sleepy.”
I was watching the clouds go by and suddenly could see myself outside the plane floating on a cloud. I could feel the sun on me making me fall asleep. I allowed my eyes to close and just as I did a loud dinging sound rang in my ear. My eyes jerked open as the captain came on the intercom and said, “Ladies and gentlemen we will be experiencing some turbulence so I have turned on the seatbelt sign.”
I turned to Cindy and said, “I was serious. I do not want to be hypnotized and I do not appreciate your trickery.”
Cindy gave me her pouty face and said, “Oh Steven you know I can’t give up that easy. Did I give up on giving you a haircut? Did I give up on giving you a massage? Have I ever given up on anything since you’ve known me?”
I turned to her and in an annoyed voice I said, “Well give up on this. I am not going to be hypnotized by you or anyone else.”
We took the shuttle from the plane to the train to travel north into Canada. I was looking out the window when Cindy said, “I brought my lap top to get some work done but the darn train is making me feel so tired. The dull roar of the engine, the clacking sound of the wheels on the track, the rocking of the car we are in and the way the light comes through the trees like a strobe light is too much for anyone to stay awake through. I can see you feel it too. Your eyes look so heavy and you look so sleepy; so very sleepy.”
As she pointed each thing out to me I felt it go to work on me. I had already noticed the strobe effect of the sun through the trees but it became even more mesmerizing when she drew my attention to it. As my eyes started to close I realized she was trying to hypnotize me again. I thought I would be able to just quickly open my eyes and get mad at her again but my body didn’t seem to respond to my desire to shake off her words. She said, “Very good Steven, don’t fight it. Just give in and let me put you into a wonderful trance. It feels so good to be hypnotized and you know that you do not want to turn back and cannot turn back. Surrender to the hypnotic strobe light still coming through your eyelids and surrender to my voice.”
As I drifted down into hypnotic slumber I heard a loud bang and suddenly a woman with an annoying squeaky voice said, “Tickets please.” Then she said, “Sir, tickets please.”
I suddenly snapped out of it and shot Cindy a look of complete anger. I handed the woman my ticket and said, “Would it be possible to sit alone?”
The woman took our tickets and said, “I’m afraid not sir. The train’s private compartments are full.”
Cindy said, “I’m sorry Steven. I just couldn’t help it. You’ve always let me practice on you and all of a sudden you decide I can’t practice on you.”
I said, “If you were taking a class on manicure I would let you do my nails. I’m not letting you inside my head. Hell, I don’t even know what you would do if I let you inside. I haven’t forgotten that night we got drunk and you said.”
Cindy cut me off and said, “I was drunk. I didn’t mean those things. I told you I was sorry.”
I said, “So you say. I always say alcohol makes you act on things you’ve always wanted to do. It doesn’t make you do something you would not normally do.”
I saw the hurt in her eyes and said, “I’m sorry. I’ll drop it. I know I promised I would never mention it again but your repeated attempts to hypnotize me are pissing me off.”
We got to our hotel and checked in. I said, “My muscles are tight from all that sitting. I’m going to hit the Jacuzzi and get some dinner. Do you want to join me?”
She said, “You mean you trust me to take a Jacuzzi with you? After all I could get you to focus on the bubbles.”
I said, “I think we have an understanding now right? Besides, if you did I’m sure someone would come in and save me again.”
I had a nice relaxing Jacuzzi and then after we got dressed we had a nice dinner. I walked Cindy back to her room and said, “I’ll see you in the morning.”
I looked over at her bed and said, “What the hell is that?”
She said, “It is a pillow top. I have a bad back so I always request a pillow top room.”
Cindy jumped on the bed and said, “I love these beds. I have one at home. Go ahead, jump on it.”
I jumped on it and felt how incredibly soft but firm it was and said, “Wow, that is soft and firm.”
Cindy said, “I know. I even bring my own pillow. It is foam and forms to my head. Give it a try.”
I put my head on it and said, “That’s awesome. I could just sleep the rest of my life away on this bed.”
Cindy said, “I know. I hate getting up in the morning. This bed and pillow are so incredibly soft that they just invite you to sleep. As soon as my head hits that pillow it is like the sand man personally jumped out and threw sand in my eyes. I feel my head sink into the pillow as my eyes become heavy. Your body sinks into the soft mattress as if the mattress was whispering in your ear sleep Steven, sleep and sink into my wonderfully soft comfort. Your head sinks into the pillow as you hear my voice whispering to you sleep Steven, sleep for Cindy. This time no one will interrupt us and no one will save you. Sleep for me Steven. Sleep.”
As my eyes closed and I felt myself float away on the sound of her voice I wanted to kick myself for being so stupid. I knowingly stepped into her room and let her lure me into lying down on her bed. I hadn’t even noticed how she had stopped talking about how the bed made her feel and had switched to how the bed made me feel until I heard her telling me to sleep for her. I tried to open my eyes and shake off the cobwebs from my mind but my efforts to release myself from her hold failed.
Cindy said, “Excellent Steven. You are asleep and in a light hypnotic trance. I know you want to go deeper for me don’t you Steven?”
I suddenly said, “No, no deeper.”
Cindy said, “Oh? You don’t want to go deeper? But then again when did it matter what you wanted? I want you to go deeper and since I am the hypnotist and you are the subject you will go deeper. Do you understand Steven? You will go deeper.”
My voice responded again, “Yes, I will go deeper.”
I knew I was in trouble now and only hoped she just wanted to prove a point that she could hypnotize me. I had fought her on the massage for several months until she just grabbed my trap muscles one day and started squeezing. I hoped she would just wake me up and say something like, “You see, I told you I could do it.”
Instead she said, “I want you to open your eyes and look into my eyes. As you stare into my eyes you will feel as if they are growing becoming bigger and bigger. As they grow bigger you will fall into them and as you fall into them you will go deeper and deeper, deeper and deeper. I will touch your forehead and you will fall ten times deeper each time I touch it. Then you will be so deeply hypnotized that you will be a hundred times deeper than that stage hypnotist had you. And yes Steven, I did hear that story. That was where I got the idea to go to the university to learn hypnosis.”
As I opened my eyes and looked into her eyes I knew she had ulterior motives for hypnotizing me. She had not gone to all that trouble just to say I told you so. Each tap on my forehead seemed to pull my own thought processes from my brain. When I saw nothing but her eyes and felt as if my mind had completely shut down she put her hand over my eyes and said, “Sleep for me Steven, sleep and obey.”
Cindy said, “What an interesting predicament you find yourself in Steven. You are in the bed of the woman who once confessed to you that she wanted to tie you up and fuck you into submission. You are not physically tied up but I am confident that when you wake up you will feel bound to me in much stronger binds than simple rope could ever accomplish. You feel silly for letting me hypnotize you and helpless to resist me don’t you Steven? And you can call me mistress when you answer me.”
I thought I was speaking normal speed when I replied, “Yes mistress, I feel silly and helpless to resist you.”
Cindy laughed and said, “Wow, you are so deeply under I can barely understand what you’re saying. Good. Now listen and know what I am about to tell you is fact. You are my slave and live to make me happy. You love me and always have. The more you submit to me the happier you are. You are naturally submissive towards me and love when I dominate you. You are deeply hypnotized now but even when you are fully awake my wishes will feel as if they are hypnotic commands that cannot be ignored or denied. Do you understand everything as I have explained it?”
I said, “Yes mistress, I understand everything as you have explained it.”
She said, “Good. Now let’s wake you up and see how it worked shall we? When I count to five you will awaken and may begin serving me.”
Cindy counted to five and I woke up on her bed. I looked at her and said, “Man I am stupid. I walked right into that didn’t I?”
She looked at me with anticipation as if she wasn’t really sure if her words had done their magic. I knew they had. I could feel lust, desire, love, admiration, adoration and every other possible feeling an enamored man can feel towards a woman. She shook her head yes and said, “Yes, I was really surprised you went under after two failed attempts. Are you ready to worship me?”
I climbed up so that we were face to face and said, “I cannot think of anything else I want more than to worship and serve you. I am not even sure why I fought your advances for so long. I should have just let you tie me up when you offered.”
I began to gently kiss her and tell her how much I loved her until she said, “I don’t want a wimp but I’ve waited so long to hear those words that you can go that you can continue to slobber on me for a few more minutes but then I want those lips and tongue to do something besides talk and kiss.”
I continued going on and on about how much I adored her until I was making myself sick but I just couldn’t stop. She finally said, “Enough talk Steven. Now get on your knees and give my pussy gentle open mouth kisses. Once I get wet I want you to gently lick me and do not bury your tongue in my pussy until you feel my hand on the back of your head.”
I fell to my knees and said, “Yes mistress. I live to worship you.”
As her pussy juices flooded my face I could feel the binds of her words on me and hoped she never released me. Yes, as she said I was bound to her but not by ropes and there just was not any other place I could imagine being.