I read the flyer a couple of times and played with the idea of passing up on our big Saturday morning ride to see the hypnotist our team had hired. We were more of a cycling club than a cycling team but we raced in several criterium races every year so we thought of ourselves as a team. There was another club from the neighboring town that had beaten us in the last four races so our director was grasping at straws. He had contacted a hypnotist who supposedly specialized in improving sports performance and she was coming out this Saturday. The big Saturday ride would still go on as scheduled but we were encouraged to come to the meeting room for a session of hypnosis to take our riding to the next level.
To be honest I really didn’t think I needed hypnosis to improve my riding. What I needed was a possible change in attitude or maybe a change in priorities. I love lifting weights as much as I love cycling so while my counterparts had muscular legs like me they had no upper body. They could dust me on the hills and the long rides but they were nowhere to be found when we got into sprint situations. My body fat was just as low as their body fat but I must have weighed a good 20 to 30 pounds more than them and that hurt in the mountains. When I saw the Saturday ride was going over the biggest mountain pass we have in the area I decided a nice day with the hypnotist would be preferred.
I threw on my cycling clothes and rode over to our meeting room. When I arrived a slightly older but attractive woman was climbing out of a nice BMW. My first thoughts were, “She doesn’t look athletic at all. What would she know about improving sports performance? I hope that isn’t her.” I rode up to the bike rack, removed my front tire, pulled the bike lock from my shoulder and looped it through the frame and both tires.
Then I heard a woman’s voice say, “I guess you can never be too cautious.” I turned around to see who was talking and found myself face to face with the woman from the car. She held out her hand and said, “Hi, I’m Valerie.”
I shook her hand and said, “Hi Valerie. Are you the one who is going to zap our minds to make us better riders?”
She continued to hold my hand, laughed at my comment and said, “I wouldn’t say I zap anyone but I will definitely be able to take you to a new level of riding. I’ll see you inside.” She paused for a moment and then said, “I didn’t catch your name.”
I replied, “I’m sorry. I was too busy making smart comments. My name is Eric.”
She let go of my hand and said, “I think you’ll like today’s session Eric.” Then she walked inside.
We all congregated around the coffee jugs but for some reason there wasn’t any coffee. Then Valerie stood up, took the microphone and said, “Ladies and gentlemen, please take a seat. I would like to get started. If you can avoid it please try not to sit in the metal chairs as it helps if you can get as comfortable as possible before we start.”
We took our seats and she flipped the light off. The sunlight coming through the windows kept the room from being dark and we could still see. Then Valerie said, “I’m sure you noticed that there was no coffee this morning. If you are curious just ask yourselves how were you going to relax if you were wired on coffee?” This got a few laughs. Then she kind of changed her tone of voice from a normal conversational tone to a soft deeper tone. She said, “Okay, let’s get started.”
Valerie said, “I want everyone to sit up but sit comfortably in your chair. Place your feet flat on the ground and put your hands on your legs or if you prefer off to the side of your chair. I want you to find a point on the wall and keep your eyes on it. Once we begin try not to get distracted as it is important that you keep your eyes on the point. Each time I ask you to take a deep breath I want you to hold it until I say to release. Once you release I want you to imagine that you have taken a sedative and you can feel the drug coursing through your veins. Each time imagine your muscles melting as the drug soothes your body of all its stress and tension. Now take a deep breath. Hold it. Hold it. And release.”
Valerie did this so many times that I lost count. I thought I was going to hyperventilate but she spaced the deep breaths far enough part that this never happened. After several times I noticed that my whole body was really relaxed.
I heard Valerie walking around the room so she must have been assessing the whole room and how they were doing. Then she said, “Very good. Everyone has reached their own personal level of relaxation. Now I want you to focus your mind on your legs. Imagine your muscles are butter on a hot summer day and they are melting. Feel them melt into the seat and as they melt your legs become heavy and tired. Now I want you to do the same for your arms. Feel them melt and grow so heavy and so tired. Notice how this feeling spreads now almost as if it no longer needs your help anymore. Your back muscles melt, your shoulders melt, your chest melts and even your stomach muscles melt. Feel yourself melting and drifting away as if you were floating on a cloud. As your neck muscles melt you will find that you can no longer hold your head up. As your head sinks to your chin your eyes will grow so heavy, so very heavy. By time your chin reaches your chest your eyes will close and you will be in a very relaxed state.”
I wanted to tell her how cool this was. I wanted to tell her that I had never been so relaxed in my whole life but instead I just let my head float down, my chin touched my chest and my eyes closed. I felt like I really was floating on a cloud and her voice seemed like it was coming in waves.
Then she said, “I want each of you to picture two helium balloons tied to each hand. I am filling the balloons with more helium and as I do your hands begin to float up. Even if you tried you could not fight the power of the helium as it pulls your hands up into the air. Once your hands reach shoulder height the balloons will be full and your hands will stop moving up.” I felt my hands float up as if there really were two balloons tied to them. It was incredible as I felt I was no longer in charge of my hands anymore.
Valerie then said, “Now I am going to allow the helium to leave the balloon. As the helium leaves your hands will slowly fall to your sides again. As they fall deeper your mind will also go deeper. The closer your hand gets to your sides the deeper you will go and the easier it will become to obey my voice. I am now letting the helium out of the balloon.”
As my hands drifted down to my sides I felt a loss of control sweep over me that I had never experienced in my entire life. Valerie’s voice seemed to resonate through the chambers in my mind and my whole world became her voice.
She said, “You are all deeply hypnotized and will listen to my voice. You must obey because obedience leads to better cycling. Now obey this. When you are riding and you feel pain in your legs or lungs it will only cause you to have more energy and more strength. Pain is no longer a barrier. Pain is your friend. Pain makes you want to push harder and pushing harder makes you want to feel pain. When you finish riding you will feel the blood carrying oxygen and nutrients to your muscles allowing for a quicker and healthier recovery. If you obey no team will be able to beat you. What will happen if you obey?”
I heard my voice and the voice of everyone on my team say, “If I obey no team will be able to beat me.”
Then Valerie said, “Very good. Now it is time to wake up.”
Everything had seemed perfectly normal up until now. But then something happened and I felt powerless to stop it. Valerie said, “When I count to three everyone will awaken feeling very refreshed and happy that they came to my session. Everyone will awaken except Eric who cannot awaken until I count to six. When everyone except Eric awakens you will not notice Eric still in a trance. He is invisible and you will simply leave the building believing that no one is here but Valerie your friendly hypnotist. One, two, three.”
I suddenly heard people saying, “Wow, I’ve never been so relaxed” or “That was incredible.” People were congratulating Valerie or thanking her for coming out on a Saturday but I just sat there with my chin still on my chest. I kept thinking someone would notice me but her command to not notice me had worked on everyone in the room. I heard each person slowly filter out of the room and then I heard the door close. I was all alone and still in a deep trance. I felt helpless and I felt violated but I couldn’t do anything but sit there wondering what Valerie had in store for me.
I heard Valerie lock the door and then she pulled up a chair next to me. She said, “Eric, you are still deeply hypnotized and cannot resist my suggestions nor can you resist answering my questions. Is that clear?”
I replied, “Yes. That is clear.”
Valerie’s voice turned more demanding like when a mother lectures her child. She said, “Oh no my dear Eric I can see you must be taught how to address me. From now on you will refer to me as mistress. Is that clear?”
This time I replied, “Yes Mistress. That is clear.”
Valerie said, “Are you married or engaged?”
I replied, “No Mistress.”
Valerie said, “Why are you so much more muscular and sexier than the other men in the room?”
I said, “They are pure cyclists and have a true cyclists build. I lift weights and can barely keep up with them. That is why I’m more muscular. I don’t think I’m sexier. The women in our group like the real cyclists.”
Then Valerie said, “Oh honey don’t change a thing. You look so much better than those skinny men. So much better in fact that I think I’m going to keep you.”
I heard Valerie pick up her cell phone and start dialing. Then I heard her say, “Hi, this is Valerie Holden and I am on a flight tomorrow into New York. Yes, it is flight 495 at 5 PM. No, I’m not calling to cancel. I want to add another passenger. Yes, sitting in first class with me. Do you have any seats? That’s okay, I’m sure a few minutes with Mr. Evans and he will be more than willing to trade seats. Yes, his name is Eric. Oh yes, let me ask him.” Valerie turned her head towards me and said, “Eric my obedient sexy play toy, what is your last name?”
I said, “Clifford Mistress.”
Valerie said, “Eric Clifford. Yes, please put it on my credit card. That would be great. Thank you so much. See you tomorrow. Bye-bye.” She hung up the phone and said, “And now we need to discuss your future don’t we baby?”
I said, “Yes Mistress, my future.”
I could not believe this was happening. I thought this has got to be unethical for a hypnotist to do something like this but I wasn’t really sure. It sure seemed to violate my sense of fair play. I could sit there and reason that this was wrong, that my rights as a human were being violated but I knew as soon as she spoke I would obey anything she commanded and think anything she told me to think. It was a very vulnerable position to be in especially since I had just heard her buy me a ticket to fly back to New York with her. I had a job to be at on Monday and a cat to feed. I wondered how long she would keep me. While all these thoughts raced through my head I was only capable of saying, “Yes Mistress, my future” to her. Then I waited to see what my future held in store for me.
Valerie said, “Good boy. Now let me explain the rules and your new role in life. As always you will obey your hypnotist. What will you do slave?”
I replied, “I will obey my hypnotist.”
Valerie said, “I thought you would say that.” She chuckled at her own joke and then said, “Now listen and obey. When I finish my count to six you will awaken. Only when you awaken you will not be interested in cycling the way you used to be. Your new interest in life is me. I am your sun, your moon and your stars. I am the reason you wake up in the morning and the reason you lie down at night. I am your goddess and queen, I am your love and your lust. For you there is no other woman but Valerie Holden. You were smitten by me the moment we met at the bike racks and you have fallen deeper and deeper since I hypnotized you. There is something so erotic and pleasing about having a woman who can control you and that only makes you love me more. My physical and emotional pleasure is the most important thing in the world to you and always comes first before your needs and wants. You will fly back to New York with me, move in with me and become my lover. You will quit your job and send for your belongings. Do you have any questions slave?”
As deeply hypnotized as I was I still had some rational thought. I asked, “How will I support my mistress if I quit my job?”
Valerie said, “Good question honey. I make more in a month than you do all year. Your only job is my happiness and pleasure. Next question.”
I said, “I have no more questions. I am ready to serve my mistress.”
Valerie said, “Oh that was very good. I didn’t even have to tell you to say that. Now don’t forget it was those nice muscles and hard body that made me turn you into my slave so after serving me your next priority will be maintaining that sexy body. It is time to awaken my big sexy pet. Four, five and six.”
I woke up from the trance Valerie had put me in and it felt like my body was made of lead. I looked over at Valerie and she looked 100 times more beautiful than when I had met her earlier in the day. I said, “Oh my gosh. You are the most beautiful woman I have ever set eyes on. Am I really the lucky guy who gets to spend the rest of his life pleasing you?”
She held out her hand to be kissed and said, “You are the lucky guy.”
I fell to one knee and kissed the back of her hand. Then I said, “Thank you mistress. I promise I will not let you down.”
Valerie said, “I know you won’t cutie. You are incapable of displeasing me. I own your mind, I own your heart, and I own your very thoughts. And do you know what else is really neat?”
I asked, “No mistress. What else is neat?”
She said, “Do you remember that soft deep voice I used to hypnotize you and your old cycling team?”
I said, “Yes Mistress.”
Then she smiled and said, “Then let me show you a neat trick.”
Valerie lowered her voice and spoke softly saying, “Your eyes are so heavy and you are so sleepy. Already you can feel your mind and body giving into the deep feeling of sleep sweeping over you. Sleep. Sleep.”
My legs gave out and I sat down hard on the chair. I felt as if I had been given a powerful injection as sleep moved up on me quickly. As I started to drift off Valerie said, “Just kidding. Don’t go to sleep on me slave. I have bigger plans for you than another mind altering nap.”
I snapped out of it. Then I said, “What happened mistress?”
She patted me on the head like a little kid and said, “Anytime I use my induction voice on you or anyone else I have hypnotized the mind immediately starts to return to the trance state. I just love doing that with deadbeats who don’t want to pay their bill. They usually end up being the best tippers when I’m done with them.” She laughed at her own joke again but this time I was awake and laughed with her. Tossing me the keys to her car she said, “Go put your bike in my car. We’re going to my hotel room for some fun.”
We had an incredible day and night of making love. I thought she was going to drain me of a year’s supply of semen but she hypnotized me and I was able to keep on going. Her power over me really turned me on and I just felt more and more in love with her as the night went on. We drove to my house that morning, packed my belongings, packed my necessities into a suitcase and headed off to the airport. Then I saw how nice it is to be the lover of a professional hypnotist.
The ticket desk gave us our seat assignments and I was two rows away from my dream woman. I pleaded with her like a little baby not to make me sit away from her but she took me by the hand and said, “Go sit down and trust me. You’ll be by my side soon enough.”
I said, “Yes Mistress” and went to my assigned seat sulking that I could not be by her side. I looked back and saw her talking with an older gentleman who was seated next to her. I saw him looking at her, I mean his eyes never left hers. After a few minutes I saw his eyes close and then his head sunk down onto her shoulder. She whispered in his ear for a few minutes and then he opened his eyes. He pulled out his wallet, emptied the contents into Valerie’s purse and then came over to me. Valerie was right behind him and she said, “Mr. Evans has been so kind to donate all his money to our wedding fund and has offered up his seat to you. Come sit with me dear.”
I sat down with Valerie and then I said, “Are we getting married?”
Valerie said, “I don’t know yet. I’m still thinking about it. But whatever I decide you’ll obey won’t you?”
I replied, “Yes Mistress. Whatever you decide.”
She patted my head again and said, “Good boy. I can’t wait to get home so you can make love to your mistress again.”
I obediently replied, “Yes mistress. So I can give you pleasure.”
And so began my life in New York as my mistress’ love slave and provider of pleasure.