Before he passed away, I had told my husband time and time again to watch his weight, to take his cholesterol medicine but he never listened to me. I worked long hours as an anesthesiologist and did not have time to chase him around and make sure he was taking care of himself. A friend of mine and I were eating lunch together and I commented on how good her husband looked. He had lost a lot of weight, met her for lunch twice a week, and seemed more attentive to her than a newly wed. She said she had convinced him to take care of himself. I was intrigued and asked how she had managed that since I might need to do the same if I got married again. With a twinkle in her eye she told me how she had gassed him one evening and when he was under she had hypnotized him. Her goal was to make him take care of himself and it worked. She decided there were other traits she wanted to change so she gassed him again and turned her husband into the model husband. I was extremely interested.
She shared with me which books she had read, which gas she used and how she did it. Unfortunately I was still learning hypnosis when my husband passed away. I had not been with a man since the day he died. It probably had been longer than that since he had let himself go so badly that he had trouble doing anything in the bedroom.
One day last November I was driving through the front gate and waved to the security guard. A young handsome man waved back at me. Although I knew he had seen the sticker on my car indicating I live in the gated community I decided to test him. “Excuse me young man, do you know who I am?” He seemed nervous. “Um, no ma’am I don’t. Am I supposed to?” “Why would you just wave at me and let me in if you don’t know who I am?” He got more nervous. This was fun. “Uh, because you have a resident sticker on your car and my supervisor told me not to stop and harass the residents if they have a sticker. He said they would introduce themselves when they were ready.” I never really got to know our security guards because their turnover is so high so I told him. “I never introduce myself. You guys never last more than a couple of months.” He suddenly got assertive. “No ma’am. I am a college student and plan on being here for the next four years. This is an ideal job for a
student.” I realized I was looking at an intelligent, career oriented and handsome young man. Suddenly I found my loins stirring. I parked my car at the visitor parking and got out. I held out my hand and shook his. “So what is your name young man?” “Samuel, but my friends call me Sam.” “So can I call you Sam? Am I your friend?” He got real nervous. “Yes ma’am, I mean no ma’am. What I mean is you can call me Sam if you like but I’m not your friend. No, I mean I would love to be your friend but I didn’t want to be rude.” He turned three sheets of red. I loved the feeling of making him react this way. It was a lot of fun. “Well Sam, I would love to be your friend too. I am a widower and live alone and could always use a new friend.” I left Sam standing there with his face still red. Funny thing is I had just accidentally tricked him into saying he would love to be my friend. Maybe I could take advantage of this new friendship.
That night I had a dream about Sam. He came by the house to check on me as part of his security guard duties and I seduced him. We made wild passionate love and right as I was about to orgasm my alarm went off. I was sexually frustrated for sure. It was time to do something about it. I stopped at the guard station on my way out. “Hi, could you tell me if Sam is working this evening?” The regular guard looked at the schedule and said, “Yup, sure is.” I wondered how Sam got along with these idiots who were career security guards. “Please give him this envelope when he arrives.” I drove off before he could even acknowledge my request. I was taking a chance but I invited Sam to dinner on his day off.
When I drove up Sam came out of the guard shack. “Hi Mrs. Kraus, I got your invitation but I have to decline on the offer. It is against company policy to fraternize with the residents.” “Don’t be silly young man. I am 20 years your senior. It is nothing but a friendly dinner date. Don’t worry I won’t bite and if I did, I am sure you would enjoy it.” Sam turned red again. “Yes ma’am I am sure I would. No, I mean I am sure I would enjoy being yours for dinner. Oh ma’am you make me very nervous.” I smiled at him and thought how much fun it would be to seduce this young nervous man. “So then we will be dining together when you get off work?” “Yes ma’am. I get off at 5 PM.” “Great, I will see you then.”
I was so excited; I got out my best bottle of wine and put on a very seductive dress that used to drive my husband, Mr. Kraus, crazy. Sam arrived at 5:15 and my maid let him in. “Hi Sam. Would you like a glass of wine before dinner?” “Yes ma’am.” I handed him the wine and his hands were shaking. I was beginning to think he knew I was going to try and seduce him and he wasn’t as excited about the idea as I was. He gulped the wine down and waited for me to ask him if wanted another glass. He drank a second glass and then another. Poor boy stumbled to the dinner table. “Wow, you are quite a drinker Sam.” He blushed on top of his already red cheeks. “Actually I hardly ever drink. I was so nervous about coming here for dinner that I needed to calm my nerves.” I had to inquire. He was drunk and might just open up to me. “Why are you so nervous Sam?” “I really shouldn’t tell you ma’am.” “If we are going to be friends then you need to call me Vera.” “OK Vera.” “Now tell
me why you were so nervous.” “I was afraid you might try and seduce me and I didn’t want to ruin our friendship by rejecting your advances.” “Sam, what makes you think I would seduce you.” Sam squirmed in his seat. “Just the way you talk to me, your comments about biting me and me enjoying it, and this whole dinner thing. I apologize if I’m out of line.” Damn. He wasn’t interested or he was afraid of being fired. There was only one way to tell. “No Sam. You are not out of line. I actually invited you to dinner hoping something would happen between us. Mr. Kraus has been gone a long time and I miss a man’s company. Don’t you think I’m attractive?” As I asked him this I undid my top button. “I really need this job Vera. I would love to be your friend, come by to talk, but I cannot be anything else.” Sam word’s said he wasn’t interested but his body betrayed him. His eyes were glued to my cleavage and his nipples stood up when I undid my top. He was so afraid of
losing his job that I had to overcome his fears. I had to penetrate his defenses. But how would I do this? Yes, I would finish those hypnosis books and hypnotize him.
I made sure I said hello and stopped to chat with Sam every day on my way home from work. Each day I was glued to my hypnosis books. I pulled out my notes from my good friend who controlled her husband and poured over them. Now I just needed a chance to strike. I stopped by the guard station. “Is Sam working this evening?” “Yes ma’am but he took the graveyard shift today so he could attend some study group.” Perfect! I would gas the whole guard shack. No one would disturb me at 2:00 in the morning. Sam would soon be mine.
I remember that it felt like forever waiting for 2: 00 to come. Like some thief I left the house, grabbed the gas I took from work and headed for the guard station. I quietly opened and closed the pedestrian gate and snuck up to the guard station. I took the small hose, pushed it under the crack in the door and turned the gas on. I watched as Sam sat there watching television. He wasn’t showing any signs of the gas affecting him and I was starting to get worried that it wasn’t working. He suddenly fell forward and was out cold. I put on my oxygen tank and casually walked into the guard station. Just in case anyone pulled up I moved Sam into the rear room away from prying eyes. He looked so peaceful asleep in his chair. “Sam, can you hear me?” He didn’t move. I administered a mild amphetamine so his body would wake up a little but the gas would keep him knocked out. His eyes started to flutter open and he looked at me but seemed completely out of it. “Sam, can you hear
me?” “Oh hi Vera. Why are you in my bedroom?” He closed his eyes and started to go back to sleep. I grabbed his chin and said, “Sam, I want you to pay attention to me.” Sam opened his eyes again and asked me why I was in his bedroom again. He was ready. I opened the door so the gas would begin to dissipate. I grabbed his chin again. “Sam, look into my eyes.” Sam opened his eyes and stared directly into my eyes. “Pretty eyes.” He was completely out of it. This would be easier than I thought. “Yes Sam, I have pretty eyes and you want to continue to look into my eyes. Don’t you Sam?” “Yes.” “Look deep into my eyes Sam. Look deeply into my eyes and as you do, notice how helpless you feel. Your mind is so sleepy and your eyes are so heavy. My eyes are so compelling and they make you want to sleep and obey me. That’s right Sam, you want to close your heavy eyes, sleep, and obey me. Let my eyes control you as my voice guides you deeper and deeper into a submissive
state of sleep.” Sam was totally helpless. The gas, my voice, and my eyes were all too much for his young mind to bear. He stared into my eyes as his eyes slowly closed. “You do want to sleep and obey me, don’t you Sam?” “Yes Vera.” “Good Sam. You are enjoying this feeling of submissiveness and obedience, aren’t you Sam?” “Yes Vera.” “Then do as Vera tells you and sleep now.” Sam closed his eyes and his head dropped forward. “Good Sam, who must you obey?” “I must obey you Vera.”
It had only taken 10 minutes for the gas to work, another 3 minutes for the amphetamine to bring him around and another 6 or 7 minutes to put him into a trance. Now it was time to turn him into my little sex toy. “Sam, are you attracted to me?” “Yes Vera but you are too old for me.” “I am not too old for you Sam. You have been looking for an older woman to teach you about making love to a woman. You want me to be that woman. You want to be my sex toy and submit to my every command. What do you want to do Sam?” “I want to be your sex toy and submit to your commands. I want you to teach me how to please a woman.” Sam would be mine very soon. “That’s right Sam. You want to serve and obey me. You will no longer be able to resist my flirting and when I make passes at you. Any advances I make towards you will make you so hot that you will immediately respond back with passion and lust. You will be submissive to my will at all times, even when you are not hypnotized. Do you
understand?” “Yes Vera.” “One more thing Sam, since you enjoy being hypnotized we need to make sure we can have you return to this peaceful state of mind, don’t we Sam?” “Yes Vera, I would like that.” “Of course you would Sam. Anytime I tell you that you are feeling sleepy and will obey me, you will feel as if a gas mask has been placed over your face and you will drift off into this same deep hypnotic trance. What time does your graveyard shift end Sam?” Sam strained to think. “It ends at 8 AM Vera.” “Good Sam. I will call you at 7:50 to invite you for breakfast. You will be so excited and will immediately accept. From there you will find yourself giving into my advances and starting you new life of serving Vera. I will wheel you back to the front of the guard station. Your mind will slip from a hypnotic sleep to a normal sleep and you will wait until you wake up on your own. When you awaken you will not remember being gassed and hypnotized by me. You will believe
you fell asleep from working the graveyard shift. Now sleep Sam.” I wheeled my toy forward and left him sleeping there.
“Good morning Sam. I took today off work, would you like to join me for breakfast?” I could hear the excitement in Sam’s voice. “Oh yes Vera, I would love to join you. I am off work in 10 minutes. I don’t have a change of clothes. Is it OK if I dine with you in my guard uniform?” “Of course Sam. If you like we can remove your uniform so you’re more comfortable. I’ll see you in 10 minutes.” The doorbell rang and Sam was waiting for me. “Hi Stud. I hope you don’t mind but I didn’t feel like getting dressed so I stayed in my night gown.” Sam stood there staring at my body. I could see the lust in his eyes. “No Vera. I don’t mind at all. After all, I’m in my guard uniform.” “Yes I see that Sam. Take off your uniform.” “Yes Vera.” Without hesitation Sam removed his uniform until he was standing in his underwear. “You have a very nice body Sam. I want to see the rest of it.” Once again Sam complied with my commands and stripped down to nothing. He was sporting a
large erection. “Sam, do you want to make love to me?” “Yes Vera. I want you more than you can know.” “Why don’t we skip breakfast and head upstairs to my bedroom?” Sam grabbed me and kissed me. “I would love to Vera.” We got upstairs and Sam slowly undressed me. He wanted to rip my clothes off but I made him go at my pace. “Sam, kiss me down there and be gentle.” Sam was very gentle. It had been so long since a man had done that. I gushed all over my sex toy and he didn’t mutter a word of complaint. “Make love to me Sam.” Sam climbed on top and was so excited that he came almost immediately. The next time I hypnotized him I decided to work on his quick ejaculation problem but for now it was nice that a young man, 20 years my junior, would orgasm so quickly. “Why don’t we go down and eat breakfast now Sam?” “No Vera, why don’t I bring you breakfast in bed. I would like to spend the rest of my life serving you if you would allow me to.” “Yes Sam, I would love to
have a young stud like you.”
I had Sam quit his guard station job. The neighbors talked a lot of gossip about me but I didn’t care. I had my submissive stud to take care of me and they were just jealous. Sam continued in school so he could get a good job some day and support me when I decided to retire. Sam is the best thing that I ever made happen to me.