As far as I was concerned all men were dirt bags and anything that I did to them while they were under my power was something they deserved. Many years ago I had gotten myself into a life of drugs and living on the street and this lead me to my current state as a high paid prostitute in Las Vegas.
In my years of turning men into quivering pieces of meat I had learned that the male mind becomes extremely susceptible to suggestion while he is being sexually stimulated. Men would promise to do anything in the heat of passion only to break every promise as soon as they were finished with me. After months of research I had learned how to use this passionate desire to get things I wanted from men before I let them cum.
This led me to do more research and I took it to the next level of hypnotizing my customers. I usually walked away with their winnings, drained their ATMs and had a repeat customer that I didn’t even have to sleep with the next time he visited. Even better is that they were more than happy to hand me all their cash, masturbate for me and fall asleep believing I was the best they had ever had. If they were married they were usually overcome with an overwhelming desire to confess their naughty behavior to their wives when they got home. They would then submit themselves to their wives and their wives could decide what to do with the lying cheating bastards. So my treatment of men and my opinion of men were in the gutter. That was when I met Brad and my opinion of men changed and my purpose for hypnosis changed.
Brad had come into town with one of the many business conventions but seemed very out of place. I had decided to work the Bellagio that night so I pulled some quarters and started playing the slots while I looked for a possible customer. I first spotted Brad because he was a nicely built man with a kind face. I figured he would eagerly pay me for my services while he gave me the usual speech about leaving this lifestyle. I was fascinated with how many men would sleep with me and then tell me I was really sweet and should find another lifestyle.
I wandered over to the slot machine right next to Brad and started playing. To my amazement he tried to order dinner from a cocktail waitress. I almost started laughing but after she set him straight I said, “First time to Las Vegas?”
Brad seemed embarrassed and a little shy. He said, “I was hoping to blend in and go unnoticed but I guess that plan failed. You figured me out. This is my first time here.”
I figured why wait. I would seduce him, hypnotize him, take all his money and have a little fun so I made a flirtatious comment. I said, “A man as attractive as you could hardly go unnoticed.”
To my amazement he turned bright red and thanked me for the compliment. Then he said, “Since you heard me trying to order dinner from the cocktail waitress I guess you already knew I was just getting ready to grab some dinner. Would you care to join me?”
I replied back, “Why don’t we just get some room service back at your room?”
Again I was surprised with his answer when he said, “We just met. I cannot invite you back to my room.”
I was so surprised when he said this I said, “So what were you going to do? Were you just going to invite me to dinner so you could get to know me better and leave it at that?”
Brad looked kind of confused and said, “Well yes. That and I was hoping you could show me around a little bit.”
For the first time since I had met him I realized he had no idea what I did for a living. I figured he was some bible pusher and as soon as I told him he would run screaming for the hills. Then I figured I would squeeze a nice dinner out of him before I told him.
Brad was so polite and treated me so nice that I was beginning to feel guilty about him buying me dinner. I really detested most men but I was finding myself attracted to him because of his politeness and because of his innocence. Somehow I thought he would be gravely disappointed or ask me to leave the table if he found out what I did for a living. I decided I would tell him right after dinner before it went much further.
When we were finished eating Brad said, “I have thoroughly enjoyed your company so far and would love it if you could show me around town but I completely understand if you have other plans for the evening.”
I asked myself if this guy was for real. Some men find it a thrill to try and get free sex from a prostitute and these thoughts raced through my mind. But I was more convinced that he still hadn’t figured me out yet. I decided to take him up on his offer and forego a night’s wages.
We had the most wonderful evening and for the first time in years I felt like a woman instead of something less. We went to see a show at Caesar’s Palace, we played craps together, and we even hit some of the cute little shops along the way. Brad bought me some cute gifts at those cute shops and he seemed genuinely interested in learning about me.
We went back to the hotel and as we got to the elevator I wondered what was going to happen next. Brad held out his hand and said, “I had the most wonderful evening. I’m only in town for a few more days but I would love to see you again.”
I pushed up against him allowing him to feel my breasts up against his body. I felt his whole body go rigid as I did this. I said, “Aren’t you going to invite me up?” Then I kissed him.
The kiss was different. It reminded me of standing on my doorstep back in high school getting one of those awkward goodnight kisses. The nice thing is that I was almost positive it was genuine. Brad gently and politely pushed me away and said, “I can’t. After all we just met this evening.”
Then he said, “Promise you won’t laugh at me?”
I promised. Brad said, “I’m waiting until I get married.”
I laughed. To meet a man as attractive as Brad, in his late 20’s and still a virgin was a big enough shock but to meet him in Las Vegas was more than I could handle. I said, “You’re kidding right?”
I saw from his face that he was serious so I quickly contained myself. Then I said, “You’re not kidding. I’m sorry for laughing but I honestly thought you were joking. How about I come up for a little night cap and I promise we’ll keep our clothes on.”
He seemed nervous but he agreed. As we rode the elevator I realized for the first time in years I wanted a man. Even more strange is that he didn’t seem to want me. I decided right then that I wanted to be the first and the last woman he ever had sex with. He was the opposite of everything I had come to hate about men. If the evening went the way I planned he would stay sweet and innocent and he would be mine.
The elevator opened and Brad held the door for me as I stepped out onto his floor. I was happy he was still being a gentleman after I had thrown myself at him. He pulled his keys out and his hands shook nervously as he tried to open the door. I gently reached out and steadied his hands as he opened the door. The poor guy was terrified to have me in his room. I said, “Don’t worry Brad, nothing will happen unless you want it to.”
Then he said, “That is why I’m worried Diana. I am really confused about what I want right now.”
I put him at ease and said, “I can be a naughty girl sometimes but I promise you unless we get married tonight nothing is going to happen.”
His hands stopped shaking and he seemed a little more relaxed. Then I said, “Can I kiss you again Brad?”
He replied back, “Please. I would love to kiss you again.”
I kissed Brad and felt him melting as my lips went to work on his. I gently caressed his shoulder, played with the hair on his neck and each time I bumped up against him I could feel his erection through his pants. I kissed him in the ear and whispered, “You want to make love to me now don’t you Brad?”
He said, “Oh yes, more than ever, but I’m saving myself for marriage.”
I said, “I know. And I promised nothing would happen. Women just like to know that they’re wanted sometimes.”
He was so aroused I thought he was going to soak his pants. I knew his resolve was weakening and I could seduce him if I wanted to. I also knew that if I slept with him I would have taken advantage of his submissive state that arose only from passion. As soon as I allowed him to cum he would hate me and I would never see him again. I knew from professional experience that I now had him so turned on that he would do or say anything until the passion died.
I continued to kiss his ear and said, “I made a promise to you Brad. You made a promise to yourself and I’m going to help you keep both promises. Can you do something for me sweetie?”
I kissed his ear and allowed both hands to slide across his chest. His body went rigid and he said, “Yes, anything.”
I gently blew air into his ear and said, “Do me a favor and look at the eyehole on the door. Are you looking at the eyehole?”
His body was aching with desire but I knew I couldn’t take him yet. He said, “Yes, yes, I’m looking at the eyehole.”
It was now time to help him keep his promise. I said, “You are so turned on that I’m getting worried about you. Let’s do a few relaxation techniques so you don’t do anything you regret later. Now keep your eyes focused on the eyehole and follow my instructions.”
By time we had gotten to the elevator I had decided that I was going to hypnotize Brad but I didn’t think I would be able to use his passion and desire to my advantage. That was usually something I saved for those horny married men that wanted dirty sex for a night. My mind had raced about someway to get him to relax and focus on something so I could put him into a trance. I guess when a man goes that long without having sex it doesn’t take much to get him to agree to anything.
Once that hurdle was behind me it was just a matter of time before he was mine. I said, “Brad you’re getting so horny I’m afraid I am going to need to help you relax. I want you to take a deep breath and hold it until I say to exhale. As you exhale you will feel every muscle in your body relax. Exhale. Very good Brad. Again. Exhale.”
I could see Brad’s body relaxing now and even his erection was beginning to subside. I said, “Now I want you to continue breathing deeply and exhaling and as this happens you will continue to notice your muscles becoming more and more relaxed. You should also notice that the keyhole is becoming hard to keep your eyes on as the eye muscles also give into the incredibly relaxing feeling you are creating with your breathing. You are in charge of your body Brad and I am helping you to guide it into a state of relaxation. Each breath takes you deeper and deeper.”
Some men figure out what I’m doing and make feeble attempts to resist. I usually stroke their penis and divert their attention from my induction and they still succumb anyways. Brad seemed oblivious to the fact that he was being hypnotized so I quite easily continued my induction.
I said, “Feel how heavy your feet and legs are. As each muscle becomes heavy and relaxed you can feel it sinking into the bed. Now feel how heavy your lower back and stomach muscles are. You wish to keep looking at the eyehole but your eyes are so tired and heavy now. When you feel you can no longer hold them open just let them close so you can become even more relaxed. Now notice how heavy your shoulders and chest. Drifting off into a wonderful state of relaxation as my voice guides you deeper and deeper. As the relaxation moves into your neck and back you feel you can no longer hold your body up.”
It was time to finish him off. I said, “Just allow yourself to sink back into the mattress and sleep. Yes Brad, sleep for Diana and allow her voice to continue to guide you deeper and deeper. You are going deeper and deeper for me Brad. Deeper and deeper.”
Brad was now blissfully sprawled out on the bed. He was helpless, he was submissive and he was mine. All I had to do now was deepen his trance and we would be on our way.
I looked at Brad lying on the bed helplessly and wondered why he had decided to save himself for marriage. I decided that as soon as he was all the way under my power he would be answering that question. Then I continued, “It feels so good to take yourself deeper and deeper but there comes a point where it becomes too difficult to do it yourself. Allow yourself to let go completely and I will help you go even deeper and deeper. You do want to go deeper don’t you Brad?”
Brad replied yes and smiled. It was nice to see him so happy and oblivious. I said, “Good Brad. As I take you deeper you will notice how wonderful it feels to follow my instructions. As you go deeper you will find it easier to allow me to think for you. Now I want you to picture yourself on the elevator we rode up on. What floor are we on?”
Brad said, “Thirty-six.”
I continued, “Very good Brad. Now I want you to count down from thirty-six to one and as you count down I want you to watch the numbers go by on the elevator. With each floor that you pass you will go deeper and deeper as the elevator draws you further and further down. As you go deeper and deeper you will find it harder and harder to think for yourself. By time you reach the bottom floor you will no longer be able to think for yourself and will need Diana to think for you. Now step onto the elevator, push the button for the first floor and count for me.”
Brad was already so deeply hypnotized that he actually reached out to push the button. As he counted I went to the ladies room to tidy up a bit. As he approached the number one I quickly returned to his side. His body was motionless, his mouth was half open and for a second I thought I had killed him. I said, “Brad, can you hear me?”
He replied yes so I knew he was okay. I asked, “Since you can no longer think who does your thinking for you?”
Brad said, “Diana thinks for me.”
Then I said, “That’s right Brad. I think for you. Brad, I am the woman you have been looking for your entire life. If and when you learn about my past it will not bother you. My past does not matter to you. All that matters to you is the present and the future. All that matters is that you loved spending the evening with me and you have the utmost respect for me because I helped you keep your promise. When I awaken you from this deep trance you will find that you have fallen deeply and hopelessly in love with me. Your love for me is so deep that you will find that you are unable to say no to any request I have. In some sense Brad even when you are awake you will feel as if I can still think for you just by asking you to do something or feel something. Is that clear Brad?”
Brad said yes and smiled. My hypnotized subjects never smiled as I instructed them to provide me with PIN numbers, to empty their wallets and so forth. I guess Brad liked what he was being told to do. I finished with, “Brad, when you awaken you will not remember that I hypnotized you. In your mind you will remember that I was deeply concerned about how aroused you were getting and helped you to relax. While you were relaxed you fell asleep. Also know this, anytime I say ‘Brad, you’re getting too horny and need to relax’ your mind will immediately return to this deep hypnotic trance.”
I had never hypnotized someone to alter his feelings before. I wasn’t even sure if it would work. I still had a few questions for my new conquest but I also wanted to test out my work so I woke him up.
Brad woke up, yawned, stretched and as he was stretching he realized I was still in the room. He said, “Oh my gosh I fell asleep. I am so sorry.”
He looked down to see he was still clothed and said, “We didn’t um, I mean did we?”
I knew what he was trying to ask so I said, “No you cute thing, we didn’t do anything except kiss and neck a little.”
Then Brad said, “I remember now. I got, well you know, and you helped me to relax. I guess you got me too relaxed and I fell asleep. I’m sorry. That was rude to do to such a beautiful woman.”
I stood up and said, “Don’t be silly Brad. You are a perfect gentleman and all I have to say is you’re getting too horny and need to relax.”
As soon as I finished my sentence Brad got a confused look on his face and then slumped over onto the bed again. I sat down next to him and said, “Brad, do you know what I do for a living?”
Brad said, “I think so but I didn’t want to believe it.”
I asked, “Why didn’t you want to believe it?”
Brad smiled again and said, “Because you were so nice to me, so well mannered and so beautiful.”
I had to ask. I said, “Brad, why were you saving yourself for marriage? Are you really religious?”
Brad replied, “My parents were really religious. They taught me that a woman’s body should be respected and is not an object to be used for physical gratification. I decided that if that was true for women then it must be true for me. I want my first time to be special.”
I looked at my helpless Brad lying on the bed and said, “Your first time will be special Brad and it will be with me but only after we are married. Is that clear?” Brad said yes. Once again I told him he would not remember being hypnotized and woke him up.
Brad was embarrassed and started apologizing again. He said, “I fell asleep again. I’m sorry. I don’t know what is wrong with me.”
I took Brad by his chin and said, “Too much talk and not enough kissing.”
My plan, that worked perfectly, was to get him so horny that he would propose to me. Being a professional I knew how to push all the right buttons and only twenty minutes later Brad popped the question.
He said, “So many women have tried to get me to have sex with them. I have so much respect for you and I’ve fallen in love with you. I want you to be my first time and I want it to be special.”
I feigned innocent and said, “Oh I can’t Brad; I made a promise to you and I intend to keep it.”
Brad took a knee and said, “Then marry me. Be my bride. Be the woman of my dreams. We only just met but for some reason I just know you are the woman I’ve been looking for my entire life.”
I looked at Brad on his knee proposing to me. For a moment I panicked. Was I really going to leave Las Vegas? Was I really going to marry someone? He had almost used the exact words I had put into his head but I knew he would be faithful and loving to me so I accepted. He suddenly jumped up and started talking a hundred miles an hour.
He said, “Oh wow, it takes months to plan a wedding. We should probably get started right away. I will need to find a place and I’ll need to….”
I held out my hand and said, “Slow down cowboy. I have an idea that you’re just going to love. We will go to one of those all night wedding establishments and get married tonight. No one will know but you and I. That way we can live together as husband and wife and then plan our big wedding.”
I knew Brad could not say no. I could see he struggled with my non-traditional suggestion but it finally embedded itself on his mind and he replied, “Okay. Whatever you say. But will you at least let me pick out a nice engagement ring before we get married?”
I reached down and stroked his erection through his pants and said, “If he can wait and you can wait then I can wait long enough to buy a ring.”
Brad bought me the most wonderful ring and we were married in an all night chapel. The sun was coming up by time we left the chapel. As we went back up the elevator Brad looked at his watch and said, “Oh my gosh I have to be back at the seminar.”
I decided I was not waiting another minute to make love to my husband. For so many years I had sex with men but I had not made love since high school. I said, “No Brad, the seminar will wait. We are going to go to our room and consummate our marriage. Is that clear?” I loved being able to control his thoughts when he is awake.
He said, “Yes Diana, the seminar can wait.”
Brad never made it back to the seminar that day as I had a lot of pleasure planned for him. We are still newlyweds but that term is relative. He is so madly in love with me that every day is like being a newlywed.