Preston was driving along fiddling with his stereo, drinking his coffee and chatting on the cell phone and had not noticed that the light in front of him was about to change. Cindy was also not paying attention as she was putting on her makeup. Preston looked up, saw the light had changed and slammed his brakes to come to a stop. Cindy saw Preston’s brake lights come on, slammed her brakes and proceeded to slide into the back end of Preston’s car.
There was a loud crunching sound as Preston’s coffee flew all over him and Cindy’s lipstick case went flying into the windshield. Besides some frayed nerves both of them were okay and pulled over to the side of the road to exchange information.
Preston was driving a new Cadillac Escalade and Cindy was driving an older Chevy truck that she had not kept up over the years. The damage to Preston’s SUV was much greater than the dented bumper that Cindy had experienced.
Preston got out of his car first and as he looked at his car and then back at Cindy’s his temper boiled over. She saw him and knew right away that he was a rich, arrogant asshole and would probably verbally attack her as soon as she got out of the car. She stepped out of the car and as soon as Preston saw her he lit into her.
Preston saw an overweight woman, in a beat up truck, dressed in an oversized shirt and sweat pants and took her for a pushover. He leaped in her direction and said, “You stupid fat bitch! Look what you did to my car. Do you know how much that car cost?!?! It was probably more than the trailer park you live in.”
Cindy said, “I’m sorry but you slammed the brakes so fast that I just didn’t have time to respond.”
Preston saw the lipstick case lying on the front panel and the crack in the windshield from where it had hit. He said, “You were putting on makeup weren’t you? You know that no amount of makeup is going to help yet you were too stupid to realize this and now my brand new Escalade is smashed. I hope you have insurance.”
Cindy calmly reached into her purse and handed Preston a business card. She said, “I do not have my insurance card with me. I keep it in my other car and had not planned on driving the truck today. You can call me at that number and I will give you my insurance information.”
Preston looked down at the card and it read, “Cynthia Ward. Certified Hypnotherapist. Just relax and let Cindy make your problems disappear.”
He said, “Relax and make my problems disappear huh? You are my problem so how can you make this disappear?”
He pointed to his smashed rear end to indicate that the problem really was his car. She said, “I have a very unique style of inducing a trance. I can hypnotize a man with my eyes, with a necklace, with a spinning disk but my favorite way is to mesmerize him with my breasts and put him into a trance. Allow me to demonstrate.”
Preston was still in his big bad man stance trying to look intimidating and had not fully paid attention to what Cindy was saying. He turned away from his car and when he looked at her he realized that she had unbuttoned her oversized shirt and had unfastened her bra. Two oversized enormous breasts were right in his face and while her sheer size disgusted him her breasts left him motionless and speechless.
Cindy said, “That’s better. You have never seen such large breasts because you probably date skinny shallow women. Look at my big mesmerizing breasts and imagine that you are a small insignificant little man and you are lying on my breasts. You are so warm and comfortable floating in a sea of soft feminine breasts. You are so warm and so comfortable that you know that in only a few moments sleep will overcome you and you will be fast asleep lying on my massive hypnotic breasts.”
Preston was falling under her spell already. He felt as if he had been shrunk and was no longer standing on the street but was lying between her breasts. It felt as if he was on a waterbed and his blankets were two soft warm breasts. He smiled at her breasts and almost forgot who they belonged to.
Cindy said, “Yes, it feels so good to relax and let Cindy take all your problems away. I will fix your car and fix your mind. Just feel your eyes beginning to grow heavy, so heavy. You are no match for my powerful feminine breasts and as you stare helplessly at my breasts you feel yourself becoming sleepier and sleepier, sleepier and sleepier.”
Preston’s eyes started to flutter shut and Cindy knew in a few more moments he would be hypnotized and she could have a little fun with him. But then out of the corner of her eye she saw flashing lights. She quickly buttoned her shirt back up and said, “We will have to continue this another day. You will call me and schedule an appointment to see me won’t you my dear mesmerized man?”
Preston said, “Yes of course. I will schedule an appointment to see you.”
The tow truck driver got out of the car and said, “Do either one of you need a tow?”
Preston suddenly realized he was standing on the side of the road with his car smashed. He looked back at Cindy and said, “What the hell, what the hell did you do to me?”
Cindy said, “I didn’t finish but I will when you call me.”
Preston said, “I’m not calling you except to get you to fix my car.”
He paused for a second and seemed to be struggling with himself before he finally said, “Oh, and my mind.”
Cindy unbuttoned her top a few notches and said, “Yes, and your mind too. And when you call me you will get to see my breasts again. And you know that is what you want.”
The tow truck driver had gone to the far side of where they had been standing and as he made his way around to where they were standing Cindy quickly fixed her shirt and said, “Um, I think we can both drive home. Thanks.”
The driver said, “Okay, I’ll wait until you both successfully get on the road before I leave. Never can be too careful.”
Preston and Cindy drove off and Preston said, “I am not calling that fat woman. There is no way I can let her hypnotize me. No telling what she would do to me if she got inside my head.”
All day at work Preston could not get the image of her breasts out of his head. He would close his eyes and imagine lying on them as he had when she had painted this image for him on the side of the road. He pulled her card and looked at it. Then he tore it up and threw it in the trash.
Preston went home that evening and all he could think about was Cindy’s breasts and the way she had so effectively enchanted him. He opened his wallet to look at her card again and realizing he had ripped it up and thrown it away he quickly got dressed and drove back to work to get to his trash can before the cleaning crew did. He found it, taped it back together and drove home.
With his hand shaking he called the number. Cindy answered and said, “Cindy Ward speaking.”
He paused and then she said, “Is this the lucky man who I rear ended this morning on the way to work? What’s wrong baby? Having trouble sleeping? Having trouble thinking about anything except my breasts and the way I so easily put you into a trance? Speak up honey.”
Preston said, “Yes, yes on all accounts. I threw your card away and drove back to my office to get it. What did you do to me?”
Cindy said, “You know what I did to you and now you are calling me because you want me to finish the job don’t you. Close your eyes and imagine my breasts swinging back and forth in front of your eyes. Now just relax baby and release some of that tension you are carrying around. Relax and tell me what you want.”
Preston closed his eyes and imagined her breasts in front of his eyes swinging back and forth. He smiled and felt waves of relaxation sweeping over him as the tension and stress he was carrying around seemed to melt away. Then he said, “I want you to finish what you started. I want to be hypnotized by your breasts.”
Cindy said, “You mean my magnificent hypnotic breasts don’t you sweetie?”
Preston said, “Yes, I want to be hypnotized by your magnificent hypnotic breasts.”
Cindy said, “Okay baby. It is Tuesday night. I think I can squeeze you in this Saturday.”
Preston said, “Please, I can’t take this any longer. Please finish me tonight.”
Cindy said, “You mean you want this fat stupid bitch to come over tonight. Didn’t you tell me that makeup was a waste of time since it would not do any good?”
Preston said, “I’m sorry. Please forgive me. I need you. I can’t stop thinking of you. Please, I beg of you.”
Cindy laughed and said, “Okay baby. I have never seen anyone get it so bad. Give me your address and I’ll come over right now.”
Preston rattled off his address and hung up. As soon as he hung up he said, “What the hell did I just do? I cannot believe I let that woman get under my skin like that.”
He looked up his friend from the country club and called her. She is a trained psychologist so he explained the whole thing to her. When he was finished she said, “The only power she has over you is the power you gave her. The human mind is a fascinating thing and she saw a weakness in you and seized the opportunity. Why don’t you stop by my office tomorrow and we’ll undo some of the damage she has already done.”
Preston said, “She is on her way over right now. I know I won’t be able to resist her commands if I see her.”
His psychologist friend said, “Then go lock your door, take the phone off the hook and come straight to my office in the morning.”
Preston thanked her and then took his phone off the hook. He quickly went to the front door and locked it. Just a few minutes after locking the door the doorbell rang. Preston said, “I’ve changed my mind please go away.”
Cindy said, “Okay baby, if that is what you really want. But you will never see me or my breasts again. You will never see my big magnificent hypnotic breasts swinging back and forth, back and forth, rocking you into a submissive lullaby.”
She knew what was coming next. She unbuttoned her shirt and since she was not wearing a bra she just waited for Preston to look out the peephole. She could see light coming through the hole and when the light disappeared she knew his eye was up against the hole. Then she said, “Just look at my breasts Preston. They make you feel so submissive towards me. All you want to do is curl up next to me, rest your head on them and sleep for me. But you have to open the door and let me in to begin your fantasy.”
Preston saw her breasts and when she put her hands under them, lifted them up and squeezed them together his hand absent mindedly went to the lock and he unbolted the door. He then unlocked the door handle and Cindy reached up and opened the door. Preston stepped back and waited for her to enter. She stepped inside and removed her shirt completely. Then she said, “Get on your knees and kneel before my hypnotic breasts.”
Preston thought about his desperate phone call to his psychologist friend, he thought about his angry comments to her right after the accident and then thought about resting his head on her breasts and being allowed to suck on them. His better judgment left him and his knees bent until he was kneeling before her. She stepped to him and pulled his face between her breasts. She stepped back and leaning slightly forward she began swaying back and forth so her breasts would sway back and forth. Preston was mesmerized, his eyes unable to move from her hypnotically swaying breasts.
Cindy said, “Relax Preston. As my breasts go back and forth I want your mind to return to that wonderful trance I had it in this morning. Return to the place where you were floating on a sea of breast tissue falling deeper and deeper under my power. You are no match for my hypnotic skills so surrender to me and obey. Let your heavy sleepy eyes grow heavier and heavier. With each hypnotic swing of my breasts you become ten times more relaxed. You are helpless and will soon be in a deep hypnotic trance.”
Preston watched her breasts going back and forth and could not stop the smile from forming on his face. As his eyes grew heavy and his mind blocked out all other thought he wondered why he had made any attempt to stop her from finishing him off. Cindy watched Preston’s face and knew that he had accepted his fate and was happy about it. She said, “When I count to three Preston your eyes will close and you will be under my control.”
Cindy counted to three and watched Preston’s eyes close. His head went forward and his chin came to rest on his chest. Cindy said, “From this moment forward I am your queen and you are noble servant. You worship the ground I walk on and will do anything I command. Everything you own will be put into my name including your bank accounts. You will not spend a dime without my permission. You are a submissive little boy who has longed for a dominant woman’s control and now you finally have what you want. Do you understand everything my submissive little play toy?”
Preston replied, “Yes my queen. I understand everything.”
Several days later Preston’s golf group was getting ready to tee off when his psychologist friend recalled his desperate phone call late at night. She called him from her cell phone and Cindy answered. She asked for Preston and Cindy said, “Is this the psychologist he called the other night?”
She said, “Yes, yes he called me the other night.”
Cindy said, “Then I’m sure you can figure out what happened after he hung up since I am answering his phone. He belongs to me now and he has never been happier. I have not allowed him to keep his membership at the country club so you will not see him there anymore. The time he spent golfing can now be spent worshipping and adoring me. Goodbye.”
Cindy hung up and laughed. She looked at Preston in his little maid outfit cleaning the dishes and said, “Guess who that was baby.”
Preston said, “I have no idea my queen.”
Cindy said, “It was that pesky psychologist you called the night I enslaved you. I told her you belong to me now.”
She watched him for a moment and then said, “Those dishes can wait but my pussy can’t. Get over and lick my pussy again.”
Preston turned to his queen and excitedly said, “Yes my queen. I love worshipping your pussy.”
Cindy said, “I know you do baby. I know you do.”