## Archive-name: Aturnofthecards

From: RC <74734.271@CompuServe.COM>

Subject: RC- "A Turn of the Cards" (FF mc)

DISCLAIMER : READ NO FURTHER IF YOU ARE UNDER THE AGE OF 18 OR IF YOU ARE OFFENDED BY GRAPHIC DESCRIPTIONS OF SEXUAL ACTIVITY. All characters, situations, and locations are purely fictional. Archiving and reposting permitted ONLY if the COMPLETE, UNALTERED FILE, INCLUDING THIS DISCLAIMER, is included. Written 12/95 by RC. Comments and suggestions welcomed.
"A Turn of the Cards"
Part 1

We used to get together on Saturday afternoons. We would go out partying, go shopping, just four or five of us girls out on the town. Every now and then, we'd go to Cindy's apartment off campus and play drinking games. No matter what we wound up doing, we all had a good time.

On the Saturday in question, it was Ann's turn to decide where we would go and what we would do. We started out at the mall, but that got boring real fast and she wanted to go to Cindy's again. On the way back, Ann and Kristen got into an argument in the back seat. Vicky sat between them, rolling her eyes and wishing she weren't in the middle. Cindy and I sat in front, chuckling as Cindy drove.

Ann was a psych major. So was Kristen. They sat in the back seat arguing about something they called 'Eriksonian Trance'. I have no idea what their differences were, but I got the idea that whatever it was was something like hypnosis. Ann was saying something about awareness, and Kristen wasn't agreeing with her. This went on the whole way to Cindy's apartment.

Cindy's roomate, as always, had gone home for the weekend and the five of us had the place to ourselves. Vicky gratefully got out of the car, and out from between Ann and Kristen. As we went inside, Ann said she wanted to play cards. But with a sly look at Kristen, she said we wouldn't be playing a drinking game. The stakes would be different.

As we got settled around the kitchen table, Ann kept pestering Vicky about who's side she was on. She had heard all the arguments, and Ann wanted her to decide who was the winner. Vicky wisely refrained from answering, but her eyes rested on Ann a bit longer than Kristen. Ann took this to mean that Vicky agreed with her and grinned in triumph.

We talked while I shuffled, and still Ann was badgering Vicky about trance, awareness, all sorts of nonsense. Vicky was a phys ed major who was planning on opening a fitness salon. Psychology was not her strong point, although she was very bright. Ann just kept it up, and Vicky looked like she was getting a bit bored with it all. On and on and on, trance, relaxation, awareness, Ann just kept trying to get Vicky to come over to her side.

Cindy managed to get Ann to explain the rules of her card game. With another grin at Kristen, Ann said that she was going to deal the cards around the table, one at a time. Whoever was dealt the queen of hearts would then sink into a trance, and Ann would give them suggestions.

We looked at her like she was crazy. But she was indeed serious, and I realized that this little game, if it did work, would prove what Ann had been saying.

Kristen was grinning, Cindy was laughing, I wanted to laugh, and Vicky looked puzzled. Ann began dealing.

To my surprise, we all fell silent as, one by one, Ann slowly placed the cards in front of each of us in turn. I was watching Kristen out of the corner of my eye, and she was actually looking a bit nervous. Ann didn't seem to be paying any attention to us, she was focused on the cards.

Six of clubs to Vicky. Three of diamonds to me, and I sighed in relief. Wait a minute, did I believe this stuff? I'm not sure any more.

Ace of clubs to Kristen. She grinned weakly at Ann, who just smiled. Around the table she went, card after card, and I realized that now, each of us was watching the deck intently, concentrating. Hmm...

We had been dealt four cards each. My body tingled a bit with nervous anticipation. But if I didn't believe Ann, why was I nervous? Hmm again...

Queen of spades to Kristen, who breathed an audible sigh of relief, then immediately turned red and grinned. Ann smiled knowingly. She was really getting to us, we were all on the edge, wondering what would happen when the queen of hearts appeared.

Vicky stared down at her card in shock. Queen of hearts. Her lips parted a bit, and she whispered, "Oh..." Then she fell silent, staring vacantly at the card before her.

"Close your eyes, Vicky", Ann whispered. Vicky's eyes widened for an instant, then she blinked a few times. Her eyes closed.

We all stared in amazement. Ann grinned at us.

We all opened our mouths to talk at once, but Ann held up her hand, silencing us. She held a finger to her lips and motioned to Vicky. We got the idea. Ann stood up and went around behind Vicky's chair. Vicky sat upright, lips still parted, eyes closed, looking like she was asleep. Ann began to speak softly.

"Vicky, you have entered a trance state. When I placed the queen of hearts before you, you automatically entered a deep, comfortable trance. You are aware of my voice, you are aware of your surroundings, but you do not need to pay attention to anything except me. Do you understand, Vicky?"

After a pause, Vicky whispered yes. The rest of us moved closer, wanting to hear everything, astonished at what Ann had done, was doing.

"Vicky, tell me what you are feeling right now. You will find it very easy to speak, and you will remain in a deep trance as you speak easily, comfortably. Tell me what you are feeling, Vicky."

Vicky's mouth worked soundlessly for a moment. Finally, she spoke, her voice halting, faint. "IIIIIIII feel...I feel nicccccce. Feel goooooood. Feels niiiiicceeee... I like thissssssssssss." Her voice trailed off.

"Yes, it is nice, isn't it, Vicky? And I am going to help you to go into an even deeper trance, and allow you to feel even better. Would you like to go into an even deeper trance, Vicky?"

"Yessssss.....Deep...deeper.....Feel better......"

Vicky was now smiling faintly.

I watched wide-eyed. And to my total shock, I felt a warm, damp spot between my legs. I shifted in my chair, feeling my face turning red. Ann caught my eye and winked at me. My face turned an even deeper shade of red.

"You can go deeper, Vicky. It is so easy. I will help you go into a very deep, very very deep trance state. You will be totally relaxed, totally calm. Your mind and body will be at peace, calm, open."

"Now, Vicky, I would like you to count, out loud, from one hundred backwards to zero. Every number that you say will relax your body and mind even more, sending you even deeper into trance. Every number that you say will take you deeper and deeper into trance. You may forget a number, or forget where you are. Don't worry about it. Just start counting again at any point you wish to, and allow yourself to sink even deeper. And, Vicky, there may come a point where you are so comfortable, so relaxed, that you don't want to count any more. At that time, you can allow your entire body to become limp and loose, relaxing altogether even while remaining comfortably seated, safely in your chair. Deeper and deeper into trance. You may begin counting now, Vicky. Deeper and deeper."

"one...hundred........ninety..nine.....ninety eight..." Vicky was counting, and I found myself counting right along with her. I tried to imagine what she was feeling, tried to imagine the relaxation she must be experiencing right now. I wanted to feel it too. And the warm spot between my legs grew warmer.

"eighty seven....eighty...........eighty.......eighty eight........ eighty seven...............eighty six................"

Her head was drooping towards her chest. Why was I so excited? I watched intently, listening for her weak voice, staring at her as she slowly, so slowly, went limp.

"sixty six.............sixty seven.................sixty seven..... .........sixty.....................sixty six........................sixty five................sixty six..................sixty...................... sixty........................sixty one..................................... .........................................................................."

Vicky stopped trying to count. She slumped in the chair, her head hanging loosely, her hands dangling limp at her sides.

And the warm spot between my legs had begun to burn hotter. I was squirming in my chair as I watched Vicky surrender to the trance.

I glanced at Ann. to my surprise, she was grinning happily, staring to my left. I blinked a few times and turned. Kristen was sitting at the table, eyes closed, head down. She, too, had succumbed to Ann's spell. I looked at Cindy, who was staring at Vicky, her deep blue eyes wide. Her usually fair skin was bright red, and she was breathing heavily. Finally, she

blinked and looked at me.

"Oh.....", she whispered. And then I noticed she, too, was shifting uncomfortably in her chair.

The five of us had known each other for several years. Not once during those years had I ever had any sexual feelings about any of them. I mean, they were all very attractive, I guess, but I had never pictured any of them as being, well...sexy.

But for some reason, as Cindy looked at me with those big blue eyes, the growing heat between my legs burst into flame. The problem was, I had no idea at all what to do about it.

So I sat there, staring back at her, feeling my panties getting wetter and wetter, and feeling my face burning brighter as well.

Ann's soft voice broke through my semi-trance.

"Cindy? Lisa? Are you both all right?" Cindy tore her eyes away from mine, and we slowly turned to look at Ann. We nodded silently, both hesitant to speak with the two others deep in trance, neither wanting to lose what had almost happened between us.

"Would you like to watch for a while, or would you like to...retire to another room while I finish up here?"

My eyes widened again. Was I THAT obvious? Did I somehow have a sign on me that said "I AM HORNY"? Nervously, I turned back to Cindy. She could not meet my eyes, her face flaring. And to my total amazement, I was actually disappointed that my first lesbian experience would have to wait.

Almost sadly, I looked back at Ann. She nodded slowly, knowingly. Then she nodded and proceeded to guide Vicky, and now Kristen too, deeper into trance. I had to hold on the the table to keep from playing with myself. In contrast with Vicky's slack body, every muscle in my own body was taut, my nerves on the edge, waiting for whatever was going to happen next.

"Vicky, you may relax and drift while I speak to Kristen. Kristen has joined you in your trance state. Is that all right?" Vicky smiled now, a real smile, and whispered yes.

"Vicky, you may drift comfortably, easily, without care, until you once again hear me speak your name." And with that, Ann walked over behind Kristen. Cindy and I watched eagerly. Cindy was rocking back and forth in her chair. Oh, God, was I hot.

"Kristen, welcome to trance. How do you feel?"

Kristen smiled, her head tilted down and sideways. The sight of her dreamy, calm expression almost made me cum right there.

"SSSSSSsooooo good. Relaaaaaaxxxxxxxxed."

"Yes, Kristen, trance feels good. You feel relaxed. You feel good. You feel so good. Better and better. With every breath you take you feel better and better. With every beat of your heart you sink deeper and deeper into trance. Deeper and deeper. Better and better. So good. So relaxed. Better and better. So good. And as you feel better and better, Kristen, you find your arms are starting to feel light as feathers, light as feathers. So light, so lazy. As you feel better and better, as you sink deeper and deeper, your arms begin to drift slowly, gently, easily, upwards. You feel it happening as you sink deeper, your arms drift easily upwards. Lighter and lighter, light as feathers. So light. Drifting upwards." Ann droned on, and with a shock I felt MY arms twitch slightly, and a light, pleasant feeling washed over me. Was I, too, going into trance? I hoped so. Ann's voice was so soothing, so persuasive. Kristen's arms moved a bit, stopped, moved some more, stopped, and then glided slowly, smoothly, upwards until they were both pointing at the ceiling. I became dimly aware of my body tingling, feeling almost as if it was - asleep!

My breath caught in my throat as I felt my own arms moving, and within moments they were pointing straight up. Staring helplessly at Kristen,

listening to Ann's soft voice, I myself had fallen into trance.

I no longer thought about Vicky. I no longer thought about Cindy. My only care was Ann's voice and Kristen's dreamy features. Dimly, I heard Ann mention my name and say something else.

For some reason, my eyes closed. There was nothing except a warm, soft presence which wrapped itself around me. My arms floated easily beside me, and I heard Ann's voice. She said my name a few times, and then there was nothing. Nothing at all.

Part2

Ann's voice came to me through the fog. She was asking me how I felt.

I found I couldn't really think about an answer. All I could do was respond with whatever came to my wandering mind first. I think I said nice.

Ann said that I could go deeper into trance if I wanted to, she would help me. Did I want that? I'm pretty sure I said yes. And after that, things got very fuzzy, very faraway. I could hear her voice, and I knew deep down that she was talking to me, and that I was responding in some way, but I was not able to really think about what was happening. It was as if I was in a very pleasant dream, just drifting along totally free. It was great. Then I clearly heard Ann say something about waking up.

I found myself still sitting at the kitchen table. The others were still there as well. Kristen, Cindy, Vicky, and I looked at each other and our faces turned red as we realized that Ann had been right after all. I was amazed at how good I still felt, how calm, how relaxed I was. And then I saw Cindy watching me out of the corner of her eye, and the heat flared again.

Naturally, it was Kristen who spoke first.

She actually managed a weak smile. "Well. I guess I was wrong."

Ann had the good grace not to rub it in. She smiled, and bowed her head slightly in acknowledgement. Then, to my surprise, she picked up the cards and started shuffling. Grinning at us, she asked, "Who's up for a few hands of poker? Queen of hearts is REALLY wild..."

We just sat there, dumbfounded. She looked at each of us and shook her head. "Jeez, tough crowd. Hello? Poker? You know, poker? How about it?"

When we still didn't answer, she shrugged and began dealing. I didn't know about the others, but I was almost hoping the queen of hearts would find it's way into my hand.

I think it finally dawned on Ann as to what our problem was. She paused, her eyes widened a bit, and she started laughing. "Oh, now I get it. You think that the queen of hearts will always put you into a trance now. I see. I'm sorry, I was just making a bit of a joke. That card is perfectly harmless now, don't worry. I just want to play cards, really."

I was actually disappointed. All of us looked rather downcast. I glanced at Cindy again to find her glancing at me. Both our faces flared, and I wondered what she was thinking right then.

So we then played cards. Plain old boring poker. Boring because there were no stakes. We just played. Until Kristen was dealt the queen of hearts.

She stared at the last up card Cindy had dealt her. Queen of hearts. Her eyes were wide, and they slowly went from the card to Ann. Ann watched in amusement. I wanted to burst.

Kristen was looking at Ann as if she was expecting instructions. Ann asked quietly, "Do you WANT to go into trance, Kristen?"

Now staring helplessly into Ann's eyes, Kristen whispered yes.

"Then you may do so." Kristen's eyes closed. Vicky gasped. Cindy was staring, her eyes on fire. As for me, it was my crotch that was on fire. Ann turned to us.

"Who wants her?"

There was a stunned silence. Ann turned to me, her eyes boring into mine. "Do you want her, Lisa?" The thought of Kristen totally helpless, under my command, was incredibly arousing. But I caught sight of Cindy watching me, her eyes almost pleading with me to say no.

I shook my head. Ann turned her eyes to Vicky.

"Do you want her, Vicky?" Vicky looked at Kristen, sitting dazed in the kitchen chair. She looked at Ann, sitting next to her. Their eyes met. Vicky's eyes opened wide, staring blankly at Ann. She opened her mouth but no sound came out. Ann stared deep into her eyes, holding her gaze, her attention. Vicky never said a word. After a moment, Ann slowly reached up and very softly, very gently, placed her fingers over Vicky's eyes and closed her eyelids. When Ann's arms returned to her sides, Vicky sat motionless, eyes closed, hardly seeming to breath.

Ann turned to me, and there was a very different look in her eyes.

"You two are on your own. Kristen can wait. Vicky is mine." Ann's voice was hoarse with passion.

Cindy and I looked at each other questioningly, longingly. We both knew what we wanted. Without a word, we stood up and went into Cindy's bedroom. As I closed the door, I could hear Ann speaking softly.

In her room, we stared at each other for a moment, hardly daring to believe what we were about to do. My mouth was dry, I was shaking like a leaf, and I was getting a bit nervous. What if I failed to please her?

"Have you ever done anything like this?" Cindy's normally low voice sounded high-pitched, unsure. Nervous.

"No." I shook my head.

She grinned. "Me either."

We just kept looking at each other, feeling the heat rising, wondering when it would overpower our inhibitions. I pulled my top off, and before it had hit the floor I was undoing my jeans. I stood there in my bra and panties, getting crazy as I watched Cindy's wide eyes roam my body. The thought of a woman looking at me, being aroused by me, was so delicious. I started moving my hands over my body, cupping my breasts, caressing the insides of my thighs. God DAMN, I was horny. Her breath was ragged, uneven. Her eyes darted over my body, and I could sense her desire building.

"Turn around", she asked, her voice cracking. I did, slowly, my hips pivoting seductively. I felt her hands undoing my bra. My eyes closed and I let out an involuntary sigh of surrender. To Cindy, to passion. Surrender.

My bra dropped to the floor. Cindy's hands were on my breasts, squeezing lightly, gently. My nipples were so hard they almost hurt, and I moaned helplessly. Cindy, take me.

I felt one soft hand sliding down my abdomen. Every nerve in my body lit up as I felt her long, cool fingers slide in between my soaking panties and my aching pussy. My head fell backwards, coming to rest on Cindy's shoulder. Totally lost, I reached back and up, putting my arms around her neck. I nestled against her, holding her tight, as her fingers gently separated my pussy lips. I held my breath, wild with anticipation.

An instant later, my body shuddered violently as Cindy found my clit. I cried out in abandon, burrowing my face into Cindy's long blonde hair as she burrowed her fingers into my private parts. There was no longer any sense of self, I was just an extention of Cindy's sexuality. I WAS an orgasm.

Time after time Cindy's digits caused me to shriek with delight. But time itself seemed to stop, to lose all meaning. With one arm still wrapped around Cindy's lovely neck, the other dropped down, and my hand dug into her jeans, down inside her panties until I found her own waiting clit. Cindy's cries were like music to my ears.

I lost track of things. When I next cared to look around, Cindy and I were lying nude on her bed, the sheets tangled and tossed about as if by a tornado. Panting, we grinned at each other. We kissed, long, slow, deep, and allowed ourselves to sink to the bed, glowing with pleasure, wrapped in each other's comforting arms.

There was a soft knock on the door. My eyes flew open. Cindy still lay sleeping beside me. Another knock.

"Hello?" I said nervously, pulling some covers up over my breasts.

"Lisa?" Ann's voice.

"Yeah. Come on in." Now why had I said THAT?

The door opened and Ann came in. So did Vicky. So did Kristen.

I shook Cindy gently. She awakened and stared at the three naked women standing next to the bed.

"Cindy. Lisa. I hope you two don't feel left out?" The gleam in her eyes and the slight grin said she knew damn well we didn't feel 'left out'.

Grinning, we shook our heads.

"I just wanted to talk to you about what happened after you two left. Actually, I want to show you." She looked at Vicky and pointed to Cindy. Then she looked at Kristen and pointed at me.

Ann went on as the two girls climbed onto the bed with Cindy and I. It became quite crowded, four in a double bed. But something about the looks on Kristen's face, the growing awareness on Cindy's face, the dawning realization of what Ann was going to say........

"Vicky and Kristen proved quite receptive to trance, as you both saw. They also proved quite receptive to suggestion. Not that you two didn't, you were both very willing, believe me. But these two are - special."

"So, natually, I thought I would put their abilities to good use. I think you'll find them satisfactory."

Ann turned and walked out the door. As she closed it behind her, she paused, and grinned at us.

"I certainly did", she said with a grin.

Cindy and I looked at each other, then at the two obviously entranced women on the bed with us. Vicky was looking at Cindy with an expression bordering on adoration. Kristen was giving me the same look.

Vicky and Kristen spoke at once.

"Command me."

It didn't take long for Cindy or I to think up something for our new, if temporary, slave girls to do. And as my body stiffened with yet another climax, as I heard Cindy crying out in ecstacy, I found myself wondering where I could get a playing card framed.

We don't go to malls on Saturday's any more. Kristen and Vicky are more than happy to entertain us.

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