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Mephisto and Martha (MF, bond, mc)
by Anon NixPixer (jr@f10.n2440.z1.fidonet.org)



     Sitting in the darkened room, she felt her apprehension
build.  The idea of being hypnotized into sexual submission had
thrilled her from the time she had first read Trilby as a teen.
When she had seen the Hypnotist at the nightclub almost a year
ago, she had watched with total fascination as several of her
girlfriends had fallen under his spell and wound up on the stage.
     Martha, a raven haired beauty who favored haute couture, had
even kissed him on that hot July evening in 1967!  She remembered
the look of unbridled lust that Martha had gotten when he
commanded her to see him as the greatest lover in the world and
that she would HAVE to kiss him whenever he snapped his fingers.
Of course, he told her she could only kiss him on the cheek, but
still ...!
     When she found out a week ago that Martha had gone back
stage and, while under his hypnotic spell, had fucked him til he
screamed (something that she had WANTED to do anyway, Martha
claimed)!  That was what had decided her to pay a call on the
Hypnotist.
     He entered the darkened room quietly and, as she figited, he
studied her from the opened door.  A small smile curved his lips
as he watched her squirm with obvious anticipation.  He had met
many women like her before.  They all wanted the hypnotic lover,
to be freed from the constraints of society and fuck until they
could fuck no more!
     She was a buxom wench, he thought as he looked her over.
About 5' 7" and maybe 125 lb.  She had firm breasts that showed
remarkably well through the cashmere sweater she wore.  The
micro-mini skirt showed off a great pair of legs above the white
go-go boots.  Her face was pretty, full lips, slightly slanted
eyes and an eager expression as she turned to face him.  He knew
he was going to have lots of fun with this one!
     He motioned her to stay still as he approached.  He could
feel her arousal as her eyes demurely looked up to meet his.  She
was already on the brink of hypnosis, even though she didn't know
it!  Her full lips parted slightly as he approached.
     "You have seen my show before?" he asked, softly.  Her head
nodded, her powers of speech already gone as he continued to gaze
into her green eyes.  "You know that, once hypnotized, you will
be very submissive to my will?"  Again her head nodded eagerly.
"Especially sexually?" he added to see her nod again in response
a small, timid smile flitting around the full lips.
     He gestured for her to stand and, keeping her eyes riveted
on his, she stood only half aware of her body.  Slowly she turned
until she was facing him.  Her breathing quickened as he raised
his finger in front of her eyes.  As she watched, it moved slowly
upwards.  She licked her full lips and gasped as the finger
rushed toward her forehead and, tapping her firmly between her
eyes.  She melted as he commanded her to, "Sleep!"
     She rode the heady roller coaster ride down into the
languorous depths of his control, her lush body collapsing into
his strong arms, the smell of his cologne filling her head as he
continued to pour his commands into her willing and open mind.
     Her arm raised itself of its own accord and went stiff.  Her
eyelids felt like lead and she couldn't seem to understand the
words he was saying as she slipped deeper and deeper under his
spell.  As she sank down into the soft couch a wave of desire
flooded her entire being; a wave of desire to please this
wonderful man who had taken her over!  She knew that she would do
anything he asked of her automatically and that she would LOVE
doing it, too!
     Her arm went limp again as she drifted further and further
out into the distance and away from everything but her own
interior world.  The desire to please him grew and grew and added
to it was a growing NEED!  A need to have his long, thick cock
bury its hairy shaft full up her love canal!  She began to pant,
licking her full lips as the desire, no, the NEED! built inside
her like a burning hunger that could only be satisfied by
gluttonous excess!
     SNAP!  Her green eyes shocked open to see the Hypnotist
standing before her.  Wave after wave of lust cascaded over her
senses each followed by the intense desire to please her new
Master.  He smiled and held out his hand.  As her fingers brushed
his it seemed that a dam broke over her inhibitions and she
literally slammed into his body knocking them both to the floor
where she tore at his clothing like a possessed animal!
     Her mouth was drawn like a magnet to his as her hands tore
away the fabric of his pants, her underwear already gone by some
magic of his doing.  She straddled his long cock, feeling the
shaft ride between her legs as her juices flowed freely.  She was
already on the brink of orgasm as his hand came up and tapped her
forehead.  She slept again, slumping over his laughing form.
     The Hypnotist felt her body go slack as he activated her
trance via the signal he had planted in her mind moments before.
Her beautiful body slumped over his as he laughed at her plight.
He was going to ENJOY this!
     His deep voice echoed in the room, commanding her to stand.
With the grace of a sleepwalker, she rose to her feet, the long
lashed lids closed, her face composed in the perfect beauty of
total surrender and complete relaxation.  Her slit was wet with
the actions of the last few moments, her breathing returning to
normal as he commanded her will into deeper and deeper submission
to his own.
     He stood behind her and slid his warm hands under the
softness of the cashmere and fondled the firm flesh of her
glorious tits.  She sighed and leaned back against him, all the
while slipping further and further under his control.
     Her nipples rose to two little towers of erotically charged
excitement as his skilled hands cupped, kneaded and pinched her
hard nipples, driving her even higher into ecstasy.  His voice,
pitched soft and low, continued to pour commands and imperatives
into her shell-like ear as his hands picked up their pace,
forcing her breathing to quicken and the juices to flow freely
down her legs!
     He commanded her to open her beautiful green eyes and walk
over to the table.  Her body complied, her eyes open in a vacant
stare as she walked to the table.  His voice forced her body to
stretch out on the table, immobile until he released her from his
hypnotic bondage.  He eased the sweater up over her ample tits,
exposing the pink globes with their marble tipped nipples to his
gaze.  He liked the way she was responding to his control, but he
felt he could extend his domination of her a bit farther.
     Reaching under the table, he brought up three small
electrodes with tape connectors at their ends.  Gently, he
attached one to each of her still-hard nipples and, reaching
under her skirt, attaching one to her engorged and exposed clit.
     The small box in his hand started to hum softly as he turned
the knob a small amount.  His new slave squirmed in ecstasy as
the tingling current flowed through her most sensitive parts!
     She felt the tingling growing and growing as she dimly heard
his voice reaching even deeper into her mind!  She was cumming
now, her moans echoing with a strange flatness in the darkness!
Her hips pumped automatically as the convulsions shook her entire
being!  She wanted more!  MORE!! and the tingling grew and grew
and grew!!!  His tongue was teasing the side of her neck, his
hands cupping her breasts, his cock entering her love-hole as the
current passed through her and into him!!!

     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.

*********

     It was almost two weeks later, after her first visit to the
Hypnotist when she experienced his control over her again.  He
had left a note telling her that he had placed a compulsion in
her mind that she would meet at a future date in response to some
signal that she did not recall.  The idea of the signal had given
her some excited concern, but, after nearly two weeks without
anything happening...

     She had just returned home from work.  The modelling shoot
had been exhausting and she was looking forward to soaking her
trim body in a tub full of bubbles and hot water.

     She flipped on her favorite radio station and heard the
advertisement. " ... Tonight, at 8PM, on stage at the Ambassador!
You WILL be hypnotized and you will enjoy the experience!  Be
sure to bring your imagination!"  She knew about the show, of
course, everyone in town was talking about it, but the announcer
went on.  "And as a special treat, Ladies with the first name of
Terry will be admitted free!"

     The next thing she knew, she was heading out the door, her
body curiously distant from her senses, moving of its own accord.
She blinked and she was getting out of her car in the garage
across from the theater.  It was early yet, only about three
thirty, and she found the stage door unlocked.  She entered and
made her way to the dressing room that she knew was his and
opened the door automatically.

     The room was dark.  The heavy scent of incense hung in the
blackened room like a tangible thing.  She tried to move and
found that she was paralyzed, her body totally unresponsive to
her will.  Opening her full lips, she found that she could not
utter a sound either.

     A chuckle sounded in the darkness from across the room, a
familiar chuckle.  As her eyes adapted to the lack of light, she
could barely make out the form of the Hypnotist sitting on a
chair across from her.  His teeth showing in the dim recesses of
the chair's shadow.

     "I'm happy to see you are so responsive, Terry."  The
Hypnotist rose from his chair slwoly.  Terry's breathing
quickened as she became moist with the anticipation of his touch.
"You heard the radio announcement, I see, and you responded very
well, indeed."  He moved slowly forward through the gloom.
Terry's pulse was pounding with the anticipation of his
lovemaking as she watched him from her paralysed vantage point.

     The Hypnotist smiled a self-satisfied smile.  He loved it
when his subjects responded so very well to his coaching.
Terry's full breasts heaved as she became more and more aroused
by his mere presence.  Her nipples showed through the thin fabric
of her blouse even in the darkling room.  His hand moved up and
cupped her right breast, feeling the fullness of it, the warmth,
the hard button of her erect nipple under his strong hand.  His
smile grew as she gasped in delight at his touch.  "Just like I
commanded her to do!" he thought to himself, inwardly.  She was
well on the way to becoming another perfect addition to his
stable of hypnotically controlled lovers.

     Her body still held immobile by his command, he freely
explored her body as she closed her eyes and savored every
sensation.  His hands lingered on her large, firm breasts,
teasing her hardened nipples even further, then moving down to
the cleft between her legs, insistently massaging the warm
dampness he found there.

     Terry's head was spinning from the sheer excitement of it as
his hands drove her wilder and wilder, but she couldn't MOVE!!!
She struggled against the control he had over her body, but to no
avail.  All she wanted to do was return the pleasure he was
giving her, but she was so STUCK!!!

     He chuckled as he fondled her warming flesh.  She was so
easy to control and so eager to please!  His surprise for her was
waiting in the background, hidden in the shadows behind his
chair.

     Terry gasped as his fingers slid against the silky fabric of
her panties, her juices beginning to flow as she closed her eyes
again, the better to savor the sensations he was building within
her body.  Her nipples were already towering marbles as his other
hand cupped and pinched her breasts while his hot tongue ran
lightly from her ear down to the base of her neck.  Her breathing
was becoming ragged as his hands drove her irresistably towards a
major climax!  Stars swam in front of her vision as she opened
her green eyes at the beginning of the first shuddering orgasm
and STILL she couldn't move!!

     As her body shuddered with the orgasmic delight his hands
were producing, the Hypnotist commanded sternly, "Terry!
Locked!"  At his command, her whole body locked, frozen in mid
orgasm, her senses swimming in the frozen and seemingly eternal
tension of erotic convulsion!!!

     He stepped back to watch her torment as her body locked in
mid-orgasm, her entire sensory system frozen into an unending
orgasmic contraction!  He laughed as she trembled, her knees weak
with the strain of maintaining such a long orgasmic convulsion!

     Gently, he stroked her long lashed eyelids closed, her body
trembling even harder as the tension grew from the frozen-in-
time orgasm he had locked her into!

     Looking over at the chair he had been sitting in, the
Hypnotist quietly said, "Now," and watched with delight as the
second member of his party rose from the shadows and glided over
to him, long-nailed fingers automatically seeking his rigid stalk
as her dark eyes closed in erotic trance.

     Leaning forward to the scented neck, he nibbled gently at
her earlobe and whispered his commands.  Martha's dark eyes
opened in a glassy stare as he finished speaking.  She turned to
face the still orgasming Terry and gently stroked the fine golden
hair of her enthralled friend while continuing to stroke the
Hypnotist's crotch with her other hand.

     The Hypnotist again stroked Terry's soaking snatch as he
commanded her to be free from his hypnotic bondage.  The instant
he did so, Terry's back arched and her hands rose to her full
breasts, massaging them almost brutally as she cried out in the
full glory of sensual release!!

     Martha continued to massage the Hypnotist's cock
automatically as she reached out and cupped Terry's large and hot
tit with her left hand, her entranced eyes aglow with a lusty
light, her strong hand moving over Terry's adding the sensation
of her attentions to the orgasmic release!

     Terry's eyes rolled up into her head as she fainted from the
total sensual explosion.  Martha caught her as she fell and eased
her to the floor while the Hypnotist watched.  He moved rapidly
then, turning on a special strobe-like light and turning it to
face Terry's beautiful face.  He adjusted the blink rate as
Martha stood transfixed by the flashing, her trance deepening
even further with each blink of the light into her dark eyes.

*********

     Terry swam back up through the blissful darkness to
wakefulness. Opening her eyes, she was instantly dazzled by the
brilliant flickering light.  Shaking her head slightly, the light
changed speed just a bit and Terry felt the world tip sideways
for a moment as the light seemed to become a wall of brightness
taking up her entire attention.  For what seemed like a second,
she thought she heard the Hypnotist say something as the light
filled her senses to the exclusion of all else.
     When she awoke, Terry was not surprised to find Martha
standing in front of her, her eyes bright and sparkling, her lips
pulled back in a self-satisfied smirk.  To Terry, it was obvious
that Martha was enjoying what was happening.  A snapping sound
from behind her caused Terry to turn her golden haired head
around to see where it came from.  As she did, Martha's long
fingered hands reached up and grabbed the sides of Terry's
beautiful face and pulled her lips into a hot, wet kiss.
     Shock and disbelief flooded Terry's mind as she tried to
pull away from Martha's insistent tongue, but the hands that held
her were far too strong!  Terry tried to scream, but the hot
mouth covered hers and all that came out was a muffled squeal.
     Martha broke the kiss and, still looking at her friend with
a haughty expression, held up a sparkling crystal pendant and
began to swing it back and forth in front of Terry's outraged
glare.
     The moment the pendant started its swing, Terry's expression
started to become a blank.  It seemed that the pendant was the
prettiest thing she had ever seen!  She wouldn't dare look away
from something SO beautiful!
     Martha's soft voice broke the silence as she continued to
swing the pendant in front of Terry's increasingly blank face.
"Just watch it, Terry, watch it and relax.  He is your Master
and, as you slip deeper and deeper into my trance, I am becoming
your Mistress.  You will obey my voice from now on, awake or
asleep.  With each swing of the pendulum, you fall deeper and
deeper under my control.  His commands will always override any
that I might give you, but in all other things, you are now my
Slave!"  She reached out her hand and stroked Terry's eyes
closed, watching with  delight as her friend surrendered her will
completely!
     The Hypnotist smiled as he watched his glamorous student
take ever deeper control of the green-eyed beauty per his
instructions.  Martha was wearing a tight leather bustier,
garters and stockings and a look of powerful control.  Her firm
tits stood at rigid attention as she placed her friend, now
slave, into even deeper trance, her voice deep and soft with a
touch of steel behind it's soothing tone.  It was a voice that
would be hard for anyone to resist, he thought to himself.
     Martha's soft voice led her down into depths she had not
plumbed before.  Her body felt a million miles away and all she
could do was float where the soothing voice led her.  She felt
herself kneel on the cold floor, her head suddenly weighing a
ton, sinking forward onto the hard parquet.  A finger, strong and
insistent was probing around her ass, but Martha's voice had to
be followed!
     The Hypnotist watched with interest as Martha examined
Terry's perfect ass, inserting one finger, then two into the
rubbery tightness as Terry squirmed in her trance.
     Looking over at Martha, the Hypnotist said quietly, "Have
her satisfy you with her mouth while I fuck her from behind."
     Martha moved around to the front of her kneeling slave and,
tilting the blonde head up ordered Terry to start to lick
Martha's shaved pussy, that it would taste like the greatest
treat she had ever tasted!
     Terry felt her mouth being drawn forward magnetically.  Her
tongue licked out of her full lips to taste the warm, wet
sweetness of Martha's slit, savouring the sweetness and the
warmth she found there.  It tasted SO good!  As she rolled her
tongue around the nub of Martha's engorged and sensitive clit,
the Hypnotist moved in from behind her and thrust his massive rod
full up into her hot box!
     Moaning, Martha leaned across her enthralled slave and
locked lips with her Master, their tongues stabbing and probing
as he continued to thrust deeper and deeper into Terry's love
hole.  His strong hands moved up from Terry's hot ass to cup and
fondle Martha's even hotter tits, rolling the rock hard nipples
between his long fingers as Terry continued to run her tongue in
and out of Martha's dripping honey pot.
     Martha, still in the depths of trance herself, thrilled to
the workings of the two tongues working in her mouth and her
cunt, but also soared on the power she now had over the glamorous
Terry!  She had almost cum when she saw Terry's eyes close as her
own voice took command of her body and mind!  She couldn't
remember being so turned on in her life and she wanted MORE!!!
     Terry felt the thick rod of her Hypnotic Master enter her
from the rear, the angle of his erect manhood rubbing her clit in
a new and dizzying way!  While she pumped her hips to take him
full up her love hole, she still could not get enough of Martha's
incredibly sweet juices!  The nub of her clit tasted like rich
vanilla cream and her cream tasted like strawberries!!  She
automatically buried her face deeper into the fragrant cleft as
her Master thrust faster and faster from behind!!
     The Hypnotist increased his pace as he thrust almost
brutally into Terry's clinging and steaming snatch.  He always
loved it when a woman gave herself to his will and both Terry and
Martha were tributes to his prowess as a hypnotic dominator.
Looking down at Terry's thrusting hips and swinging tits, he felt
the tension start to build in his balls.  His gaze traveled up to
Martha's smouldering stare.  Her eyes were alight with sexually
predatory light as she gripped her hot jugs, her incredible eyes
threatening to hypnotize HIM!
     Martha's gaze bore into the Hypnotist's smoky gray eyes, her
will reaching out to enfold his strong body and entrap his mind.
His fucking speed slowed as she focused all of her inner power on
him, feeling the coming orgasm building in her as Terry's tongue
continued to obey her command.  Reaching up to the Hypnotist's
face, she snapped her fingers abruptly in front of his eyes and
sternly commanded him to SLEEP!
     The Hypnotist felt his mind slip into the warm depths of
hypnotic trance as he listened without resistance to Martha's
soft voice, "Sleep, my Dear.  Sleep deeper with each thrust you
make.  Sleep and obey my every command!"  He fell deeper and
deeper as her irresistible voice gained more and more control of
his mind.  He was about to cum and she knew it!  All he existed
for, now, was to obey and please her!
     Martha, now fully roused from her own trance continued to
pound her commands into his now-willing mind.  Terry was bringing
her higher and higher toward orgasmic release as she took deeper
and stronger control of both of them!  As she started to cum, she
ordered her hypnotized slaves to cum at the same time!
     Terry was dimly aware of Martha hypnotizing her new Master
and loved the idea!  She was cumming as Martha ordered as the
Hypnotist rammed into her one last time, his sperm shooting full
up into her body, her hips and womanly gate spasming
uncontrollably at the unbelievable release of sexual tension.
She screamed as the room whirled around her!

     The Hypnotist, now fully hypnotized himself by Martha's
smouldering eyes and irresistible voice felt the throbbing,
explosive orgasm detonate in Terry's hot box as Martha commanded
him to cum!  He felt like every orgasm he had ever experienced
was rolled into this one blessed release!  He fainted dead away
as he shot his full load into Terry's Streaming snatch!

     Martha felt Terry cumming as the Hypnotist came and
convulsed with pleasure at the same time!  Her world was opening
to new vistas of power and control and, as she bounced in
unbridaled passion on Terry's still-working tongue, she knew that
this was the start of something new on the horizons of
domination!

     After the three had cum to near exhaustion, Martha decided to
take matters a step farther.  Looking at her Rolex, she saw that
there was still another three hours until show time for her
hypnotized Hypnotist.

     Looking down at his panting form, she knelt next to him and,
speaking very softly, sent him even deeper under her hypnotic
control.  "Listen to me very carefully and sleep deeper with every
word I say.  From this moment forward, whenever I snap my fingers
and point at someone, you will hypnotize that person and bring them
to me.  You will always return to sleep when I command you to sleep
and you will beg me to hypnotize you when you awaken."  A wicked
smile flickered across her stunning face as he nodded his assent to
her commands.  She decided to go even farther.  "When you awaken,
you will not remember having been hypnotized this afternoon.  You
WILL follow all of my suggestions, but you will have no idea as to
WHY you are doing my bidding, do you understand?"  Her smile
broadened as he nodded his acceptance and his memory clouded.

     Turning her attentions to the still-hypnotized Terry, Martha's
sultry voice wound its web of control around the pretty blonde's
mind as she spoke, "Terry, I am your friend.  You want to make your
friend happy, don't you?"

     Terry smiled and murmured softly, "You are my friend.  I want
to make you happy."  A dreamy smile lit her relaxed face as Martha
continued.

     "Than means that you will always do what I ask of you, doesn't
it."  It was a statement, not a question.  Terry nodded, half-
asleep.  "It means that you will fall asleep like you are now
whenever I want you to, doesn't it?"  Terry's smile grew as she
nodded almost eagerly.  "It also means that you will make love to
me whenever I ask you to, doesn't it?"  Terry nodded again, the
sweet taste of Martha's pussy still lingering in her mouth.  "It
also means that you will help me to do anything that I ask of you,
doesn't it?"

     "I will help you any way I can, Martha.  You are my friend and
I want to make you happy."  Terry's voice seemed like it was coming
from far away as she spoke, but the conviction of her belief was
unmistakable.

     Martha's grin became almost wolf like as she cupped Terry's
firm breast, kneading the hard nipple between her fingers and
watching as Terry's face flushed with a look of longing.
"Remember, Terry, you want to please me, always.  You want to obey
and fulfill my wishes.  You will always do as I say!"

     Terry, her body aflame with desire let Martha's voice encircle
her, the words becoming an integral part of her beliefs.  She could
no more disobey than she could stop her own heartbeat!  Gasping,
she breathed, "Yes, Martha, I will always do as you say!  I only
want to please you!"

     Martha moved over to the table and shifted the strobe-like
machine that the Hypnotist had used on her previously.  He had
shown her how it worked, how, if set properly, it would drive the
subject's brainwaves all the way down to the theta level where
suggestions became almost irresistible.  She had plans for this box
and for her two slaves as well!

     Martha slowly put on her clothing as she continued to
reinforce her control of her two new slaves who now were sitting up
and staring at the captivating light.  The Hypnotist would be her
fawning slave the moment he awoke, but only when they were alone or
with Terry.  Terry would now do anything to please her hypnotic
Mistress.

     She moved past the full length mirror and paused to look
approvingly at herself.  Her breasts were too full for the
modelling career she had wanted as a teen, but her perfect face,
full lips and raven hair were of an exotic enough bent that she
made a very good living in her work in television commercials.  Her
voice and face were known to thousands of women as the beauty
behind the Unicorn Makeup Line and to thousands of men as the swim
suited goddess of an aftershave campaign.  Now they would learn
just how powerful she REALLY was!

     Turning off the strobe system, she strode over to the
captivated pair and commanded them to wake, watching with approval
the obsequious manner of the Hypnotist and the total admiration of
the model, Terry.

     Terry looked up at Martha and thought to herself how this was
like seeing a long lost friend, one whom she would do ANYTHING for!
Her smile broadened as Martha reached out and patted Terry's creamy
white cheek.  "Terry, dear, would you please tie him to the table
for me?"  Martha's voice stilled her heart for a moment, so
beautiful it seemed to Terry.

     "Of COURSE, Martha, I'd love to tie him up, but don't you
think he will object?"  Terry was already moving toward the table,
looping the ropes she found there around the table legs in
preparation for the Hypnotist's body.

     Martha smiled a wicked smile as she looked at her former
Master's pleading expression.  "No, I don't think he will," looking
over at the Hypnotist, she merely pointed at the table and he
scrambled to it.

     He could feel the need to fall into her hypnotic control
building within him.  He knew, deep down, that he HAD to please her
to get her to place him in her wonderful trance and pleaded as he
literally ran to the table and stretched out on it.  "Please,
Martha, I'll do anything you want, just PLEASE, hypnotize me!"

     At his words, both women looked at each other and laughed,
Terry all the while looping the strong rope around his wrists and
ankles, spreadeagling him on the cold table top.  "Martha, is this
good enough, or should I add more rope to be sure?" Terry asked
after a few minutes of quick work.

     Martha moved slowly around the table, trailing one long
fingernail across the naked chest of her former Master as she
examined Terry's handiwork.

      The ropes dug into his wrists, chafing his skin as she moved
languorously around his helpless frame, her finger trailing cold
fire, rousing his maleness to full attention.  He was dimly aware
that another of his hypnotized slaves would be arriving any moment
and that worried him somewhat, But Martha's dark, expressive eyes
were watching his body's reaction to her ministrations and her
smile was getting wider with each passing second.

     She looked down at her helpless victim and chuckled a low,
evil chuckle at his plight.  When they had first met, Martha was
his victim, but he had allowed her to learn too much of his methods
and now HE was HERS!  "Yes, Terry, you've done a fine job, thank
you."

     At Martha's words of praise, Terry felt an exultation like she
hadn't felt in years!  She had made Martha happy!  It was almost
all she seemed to live for and she was delighted to do so well.
Looking over at her glamorous friend, Terry was almost forced to
ask, "Is there anything else I can do to help, Martha?"

     Martha considered for a moment and smiled at her, winningly.
"Yes, Terry, there is.  Would you kneel down in front of me here
and not move until I ask you to?"

     Terry moved quickly, kneeling in front of her friend, the
eagerness to please Martha still the most important thing in her
life.  She looked up at Martha's dark eyes and felt like she could
continue looking into them forever.  Martha was speaking and THAT
meant Terry HAD to listen.

     "Terry, all I want you to do is stay right where you are until
I ask you to move.  Can you do that for me?"  Martha's smile got
wider as Terry nodded her beautiful head, still gazing into
Martha's eyes, a look of sweet submission on her perfect face.
"Terry, please close your eyes while you wait for me."  The sea-
green eyes closed instantly.  Martha's smile grew.

     A knock at the door snapped Martha's raven-haired head around.
Looking to the Hypnotist she whispered, "Who is that?"  The
knocking sounded again.

     The Hypnotist's mind cleared for a moment and he remembered
that Veronica, Terry's mother, was here for their weekly fuck
session.  He quietly explained the situation to Martha and
continued to beg her to hypnotize him and satisfy the overwhelming
need to have her control him hypnotically.

     On hearing this, Martha's mind went into overdrive with plans!
Terry's mother had been very disapproving of Martha's swimsuit
commercials for some time.  This was her chance for revenge!
Moving to the door, she opened it and stood aside as the statuesque
Veronica swirled into the dressing room.  She stopped in mid-stride
as she took in the tableau of the Hypnotist bound to the table and
another woman, a blonde, kneeling, naked, with her back to the
door.  As she opened her mouth to speak, Veronica heard a crisp
fingersnap sound behind her.

     The Hypnotist saw Martha's pointing finger even as the sound
of the snapping fingers echoed in the room.  Veronica turned to
face him as he said the key words that sent her svelte body
tumbling to the floor in a deep trance.

     Martha's laughter echoed in the small room as she closed the
door and stepped over to the bound Hypnotist on the table.  Smiling
a tiger-like smile, she sneered, "So you want me to hypnotize YOU?"
The single bark of laughter that followed cut into his ego like a
cat o' nine tails.  "For me to do that, you have to do something
for me."  She could barely contain the wicked satisfaction she was
getting watching him trying to please her.  "I want you to place
Veronica under MY hypnotic control."

     The Hypnotist nodded and started to speak, his voice resonant
and powerful.  "Veronica, in a moment you will listen to a new
voice, a voice that will control your trance even more completely
than mine.  You will obey this voice and go deeper into your trance
than ever before.  Do you understand?"

     From the floor, Veronica's mellifluous voice floated as though
she were talking in her sleep, "Yes, Master.  I will go deeper into
trance for the voice and I will obey all of the suggestions I am
given."  She sighed and sank even further into herself as Martha
began speaking and the strobe flashed into her mind sending her
even deeper into hypnotic submission.

     "Veronica, as you go deeper and deeper to sleep with each word
that I say, you also are becoming aware of a need you have had
since you were very small. That need is the need to obey my voice
at all times.  My voice has spoken to you in your dreams and now
you are hearing it for real and you NEED to obey, even after I
awaken you from your trance.  No matter where you are or what you
are doing, you will always do exactly as I command and you will
always return to trance whenever I tell you to.  Do you
understand?"

     "Yes, I understand.  I will always obey you and fall into
trance whenever you want me to."  Veronica sighed again as the
machine forced her to fall even deeper into Martha's spell.

     Martha's voice drove her deeper under her control now; "When
you awaken, you will not be surprised to see your daughter in this
room at all, in fact, the idea of her being under my control will
turn you on even more.  You will realize when you awaken, that the
Hypnotist on the table is no longer your Master and that he has
been taking sexual advantage of you for months.  You will do
whatever comes to mind when you realize that so long as you do not
leave this room and do not permanently or visibly injure anyone.
Do you understand, Veronica?"

     Veronica's voice sounded vague and far away as she replied,
"Yes, Mistress.  He has been taking advantage of me using his
hypnotic powers.  I cannot hurt him visibly or permanently but can
do anything else I want.  I will always go to sleep when you want
me to and always obey your voice.  Seeing Terry under your control
will turn me on as well.  I understand, Mistress.  I NEED to obey
and I WANT to obey."

     Martha's wicked smile flashed in the dim room as she turned
off the hypnosis machine and counted to three, wakening the sleek
Veronica, watching carefully for how well the haute couture bitch
would respond to her commands.

     Veronica stood slowly as the realization dawned on her that
the Hypnotist had been taking sexual liberties with her while she
was hypnotized.  While one part of her had enjoyed the sessions
immensely, another part of her was outraged that he DARED to touch
her in that way without her consent!

     Veronica moved to the side of the table and looked down at the
helpless Hypnotist, a wickedly sexy revenge forming in her mind.
She slowly removed her dress and let him see her athletic and busty
form.  Her 38D breasts were still firm and upturned, the nipples
womanly and erect.  Out of the corner of her eye, Veronica saw the
hypnotically controlled form of her daughter and became moist with
the anticipation of her revenge on this man.

     She stood up on the table.  Her love nest descending onto his
rigid rod in a single fluid motion.  She felt the familiar surge of
sexual power run through her like an electric current as she ever
so slowly edged up to the tip of his cock.  Her wide eyes glittered
as she slowly sank down onto his cock again.  Her voice hissed as
she spoke, malevolent glee sounding strangely in the darkness, "So,
you bastard, you used ME for your pleasure?  NOW it's MY turn to
use YOU for MY OWN PLEASURE.  When I'm through with you, you will
be so drained sexually that you won't be able to stand up, let
alone GET it up!"  Her laughter seemed to shimmer in the darkened
heat.
     The Hypnotist looked up at Veronica and felt his head clear
for a moment.  The need to have Martha hypnotize him was still
there, but he had to deal with Veronica's seeming attack.  He
smiled lazily and spoke softly. "Veronica, remember that all I have
to do is utter a certain phrase and you will revert to being my
little hypnotic plaything again!"

     Across the room, Martha had been waiting for him to pull this
and spoke firmly, "No, you can't, Mister!  You can't say that
phrase unless I SAY you can!  Try!  You can't!" and roared with
laughter as he tried.

     Veronica kept up the agonizingly slow pace up and down his
erect rod, her voice slashing quietly into his ego with each
stroke.  "Now, little man, we will see whether or not you are good
enough to really fuck a woman or whether you are fit only to
scratch an occasional itch!"

     Across the room, Martha watched approvingly as Veronica eased
herself up and down the Hypnotist's impressive rod, her hips
twisting slightly with each thrust as the Hypnotist started to gasp
as his body, still totally immobilized, strained toward sexual
release.  Turning her attention to Terry, she moved over to her and
sent her tumbling into deep trance while Veronica continued to heap
abuse on the helpless Hypnotist.

     "You wretched asshole!  How could you possibly think that that
little prick of yours was good for anything other than taking an
occasional piss?"  Her body descended again, with agonizing
slowness, to the base of his rod.  "You probably can't even find
the damn thing without a map!  It's so small that I don't believe
you could even satisfy a woman unless you HAD hypnotized her into
thinking you were a prime stud!"

     Veronica, by chance, looked over at Martha and saw her
daughter lying on the floor under Martha's hypnotic spell.  Her
juices flowed and fire danced in her eyes as her orgasm started to
come on her like a tsunami tidal wave!

     The Hypnotist, feeling her wild cunt spasming in obvious
delight, squirmed and twisted as much as he could as he, too, came
in gouts and spurts into her hot honeypot!  Screaming, he looked
over to Martha who was watching the whole proceeding while fondling
the entranced Terry's ample breasts and whispering something into
her ear.

     Terry stood slowly and moved to her mother's side, a strange
expression on her beautiful face as she bent over and kissed her
former Master on the mouth, her hot tongue fencing skillfully with
his.  As she straightened up, she looked at her mother and spoke
softly to her, "I think we can make him really sorry he tried to
take advantage of us."  Her smile was almost a sneer as she turned
to her former Master and, caressing his ear, said, "We are going to
drain you like you have never been drained before!"

     Veronica was taken somewhat aback at her daughter's sudden
interest in her victim, but, after a moment's thought, decided that
it would be very effective for the two of them to exact their
revenge on the hypnotic cur.

     Veronica stood back a bit as Terry moved over to the side of
the helpless Hypnotist and smiled a wicked smile.  She laughed at
the chills that her expression sent coursing down the Hypnotist's
bound body.  She knew that he was feeling more than a bit of fear
and excitement about what she had planned for him.

     Terry slid her hand against the still damp cock and cooed to
him, "What's the matter, darling?  Are you tired already?"  Moving
her head down to his limp member, she paused, her lips scant inches
above his aching flash.  "There, there, darling.  Terry's going to
make everything alright again.  Let me kiss it and make it better."
Suiting actions to words, Terry opened her perfect mouth and took
his tormented prick full into her heated mouth, sucking HARD!

     A moan escaped the Hypnotist's lips as Terry continued to suck
harder and harder on his tortured member while Veronica, at
Martha's command, squatted over his face, her dripping pussy almost
within reach of his tongue ... but not quite.

     Martha moved over to the struggling slave and whispered,
"Would you like me to hypnotize you now, my dear?"  Her perfume
sending waves of irresistible desire through his mind as he gasped
under Terry's continued sucking.  "Would you like to fall into a
wonderful sleep where my voice is your only will?"

     Again, as Terry redoubled her efforts on his aching tool, he
gasped, "Yes!  Yes!! I'll do anything!  Just PLEASE!!  Hypnotize
me!!!"
     Martha looked at the torment in his eyes as Terry kept up her
stirring pace and Veronica sat poised over his face and chuckled to
herself.  She could see, glancing down to Terry, that he was
getting hard again and from his face that he was in something akin
to agony.  Good!  She thought to herself.  He deserves it for what
he's been doing to us!

     Veronica looked down at Martha and knew that she had to follow
the command given her, but her legs were beginning to feel the
strain!  Just as she was about to say something, Martha reached up
and snapped her back into trance, where the strain on her legs
disappeared like magic.

     Martha laughed as the svelte Veronica dropped into her
control.  Her enjoyment of her hypnotic powers was just beginning.
The hypnotist was still moaning in anguish as Terry continued to
suck on his painfully erect rod and Veronica's perfumed pussy was
locked just scant inches out of his reach!  Revenge WAS sweet, she
thought to herself!

     Speaking in a low, steely tone to the entranced Veronica,
Martha decided to allow her some freedom in the situation, after
all, it wouldn't do to have her friend/slave's mother cramp up on
the table, now would it?

     "Veronica, open your eyes and look deeply into mine.  As you
do, you fall more and more deeply under my hypnotic control.  As
you stand up, you find you want more than even to obey the sound of
my voice.  In a moment, I'm going to awaken you.  Nothing you see
in this room will shock or surprise you in any way.  And whenever
I tug my ear, you will have an overwhelming need to kiss me.  No
matter what you are doing, whenever you see me tug my ear, you will
kiss me on the mouth and will not stop until I touch your neck with
my hand.  Stand up and awaken!"

     Veronica stood, her legs protesting the strain and looked down
at Martha who's voice still sounded like that of some elder Goddess
and smiled.  "Well, Martha, what shall we do with him now?"  Her
full lips parted in a savage grin as she looked down at the
tormented face of her former master as she stepped carefully off
the low table to face her wonderful new Mistress.

     Martha laughed and looked at Terry still sucking away madly on
his straining stalk and gently sent the pretty blonde into another
deep trance, her mouth slowly sliding down to the base of the
Hypnotist's outraged prick as she slid into the warm depths of her
hypnotic submission.

     Veronica looked up at Martha mischieviously and remarked,
"Boy, I wish I had known how to do that when she was growing up!"
The two beautiful women looked at the entranced Terry and laughed.

     "Veronica," Martha spoke softly, "would you kiss me if I
asked?"  She had to test the power of her control.

     "I doubt it, honey," Veronica replied, "I'm not into women.
But I might, if you asked in the right way." A smirk rippled the
creamy lips.

     Martha smiled back and absently tugged her ear.  In a flash,
Veronica's hot, creamy lips were hotly pressing against Martha's,
her tongue darting into Martha's mouth, stabbing insistently,
passionately.

     As they kissed, Martha could not stifle the laughter from her
amusement at Veronica's immediate and impassioned response to her
post hypnotic command!  Even as Veronica treid to pull away in
vain, Martha was hard put to keep from laughing any harder through
the kiss - Veronica was REALLY stuck!

     After a few minutes of frenzied kissing, Martha reached up and
stroked Veronica's perfect neck and watched with almost hysterical
delight as the older woman backed off, amazed at the power the
raven-haired woman held over her will.  In an almost off-hand
manner, Martha sent Veronica tumbling to the floor, again in deep
trance, her delight at her power over the woman caused an almost
viscious laughter to bubble out across the room.

     Looking at her watch, Martha was disappointed to see that
there was a scant hour before show time.  She knew that her little
session was at an end - at least until after the show!

     Moving over to the bound Hypnotist on the table, she gently
tapped him in the center of his brow and softly commanded; "Sleep!"
His straining at his restraints melted away as he dropped into a
profound trance and awaited her next instructions.

     "You will awaken and prepare for your show.  When you go on,
you will find the most attractive couple in the room and make
certain that they fall under your hypnotic spell.  You will then
make double sure that they will come back here at the end of the
evening.  You will remember nothing of this command, but you WILL
obey, do you understand?"  Her steely tone brooked no resistance
from her captivated former master.  Her elation doubled as he
accepted her control and nodded his understanding of her commands.

     Moving quickly, Martha had her slaves reclothe themselves and
forget what had happened in the room until such time as she allowed
them to remember, substituting a memory of the four of them sitting
around and talking about his show and how wonderful it was to be
hypnotized.  Snapping them awake, she sat back and watched as the
Hypnotist moved to his dressing table and started to apply his
makeup while Martha and Veronica kept up a steady stream of gosh-
wow comments on his hypnotic prowess.  Martha laughed quietly to
herself and waited for the show to start.

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