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Subject: RP: anon auth - Patrick and The Hypnotist - patrick.txt
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Patrick and the Hypnotist

Patrick was always a popular boy growing up.  Lots of friends,
very outgoing.  And once puberty hit, he became very confident
about his sexual prowess:  he had an ability to seduce women with
little effort resulting in maximum reward.  

Now a 28 year old man, Patrick was half French, half American, at
6'1", 170, short blond hair, intensely deep blue eyes, and an
incredibly beautiful face.  And Patrick knew the effect his looks
had when combined with his charm.  He knew how to use that
combination to get laid all the time, as well as to make friends
with women who could help him in other ways.  No, he wasn't a
gigolo, but women did regularly pick up checks and buy him
expensive presents.  And once a woman was "his," he would
experience a real rush from the conquer.

After a brief stint in the Marines, Patrick had surprisingly
developed, however, a problem with authority figures.  They
always rubbed him the wrong way.  Especially women.  He resented
their bossiness and often enjoyed challenging their authority. 
While his charms were often enough to cloud the judgement of many
a female supervisor at work, most male supervisors found
themselves in ongoing arguments with Patrick when their authority
was challenged.

When he finished his latest performance review at the advertising
agency where he worked, Patrick's male supervisor told him that
until he completed several counseling sessions with the company
psychiatrist, Patrick would be on probation.  Reluctantly,
Patrick scheduled his first appointment.

Patrick arrived at the doctor's office for his 7:00pm appointment
the next evening.  He was damned if he was going to let this
interfere with his workday.  After unconsciously flirting with
the young female receptionist, Patrick was led into Dr. Stephens'
office.  The room was very dark, except for what appeared to be
long torch-style halogen lamp in the corner of the room by a
leather couch.  The lamp was giving out the faintest of dim
lights.

>From behind his chair, its back toward Patrick, Dr. Stephens told
the receptionist that would be all for the day, and that she
should lock up when she left, which she promptly did.
Dr. Stephens then spun around and Patrick felt an immediate
change in the room's aura.  The doctor had a very eerie intensity
about him.  In fact, Patrick found it quite compelling.

"If you would have a seat on the couch, Patrick, we can begin,"
Dr. Stephens said.  Patrick sat down, somewhat uncomfortably, on
the edge of the long couch.

"Patrick, I always begin my sessions with relaxation techniques,
using hypnosis," Dr. Stephens said.  "I find this allows patients
to feel more at ease and helps me more quickly root out their
problems.  Please remove your shoes and lay back on the couch."
Following the doctor's request, Patrick removed his shoes and
stretched out on the couch.  He felt surprisingly comfortable
with Dr. Stephens, and let out a long sigh.

"That's good, Patrick.  Now I want you to focus you attention on
the lamp hanging over your head."

As Patrick looked up at the light fixture, the doctor began his
induction.

"I want you to respond to every question with a  yes' or  no'
reply, Patrick.  First, you're feeling very comfortable right
now, aren't you?"

"Yes."

"And you're wondering if this hypnosis thing really works,
right?"

"Yes."  Patrick thought it odd that the doctor knew that he was
thinking about that.

"Remain focused on the lamp, Patrick.  Its light is rather
soothing, isn't it?"

"Yes."

"The couch, the lamp, even my voice seem somehow soothing to you,
don't they Patrick?"

"Yes."  It was odd to him, but Patrick felt increasingly relaxed.

"Patrick, I imagine it's getting harder and harder to focus on
that lamp.  But I want you to keep trying, not even blinking if
you can help it.  Will you try?"

"Yes."

"That's it, Patrick.  Focus only on the lamp and my voice.  Now I
want you to begin to imagine an image in the lamp.  Try and
imagine a white dot.  Whiter than the light itself.  Look hard,
Patrick.  You think you see something like that, don't you?"

"Yes."  The deeper he looked into the lamp, the surer Patrick was
that he was seeing the white dot.

"Patrick, keep looking at the white dot.  No matter what you
can't look away from it or else you'll lose it.  You don't want
to lose it, now that you've finally found it.  You want to stay
focused on it, right?"

"Yes."

"Patrick, you can see that white dot without any trouble now,
can't you?  It's there, nice and clear, isn't it?"

"Yes."

"In fact, Patrick, it's so bright you could see it even if you
closed your eyes.  Try that Patrick.  Close your eyes and see the
bright white dot."

As Patrick closed his eyes, the doctor turned up the lamp to its
brightest intensity.

"You still see it shining through, don't you Patrick?"

"Yes."

The doctor continued the induction for another 15 minutes, taking
Patrick deeper and deeper into his subconscious.  Patrick was a
very suggestible subject, no doubt part of his marine
conditioning.  The doctor proceeded to spend a half hour working
on helping Patrick become more centered, better able to think
before he acted, consider the effect of his actions on others. 
The doctor's hope was that these skills would begin to allow
Patrick to get along better with his supervisors.

As he had Patrick relaxing, the doctor became a little bored, and
as he continued the session with Patrick, he found himself
referring to Patrick's file.  However, as he read over Patrick's
personnel file, medical records, and the rest, the doctor began
to become aroused as he read performance reviews from female
supervisors expressing almost sexual excitement about Patrick, to
male supervisors expressing an almost homoerotic admiration of
Patrick.

As the doctor focused on Patrick's striking physical attributes
as he lay in a sleep-like state on the couch, the doctor realized
that Patrick had a definite gift, one that apparently had allowed
him to seduce anyone he went after and use that relationship to
his advantage.  Of course, Patrick didn't fully understand the
power he had over people, but the doctor thought that shouldn't
prevent Patrick from being able to tap into that power to improve
Patrick's ability to get along with all his supervisors--female
and male.

The doctor began formulating a plan for Patrick's next session.
With his help, he would teach Patrick to use his sexual
confidence to get along better with his supervisors.  If Patrick
could be encouraged to tap that power and use it in a non-sexual
way to improve his workplace relationships, Patrick should be
able to get along better with his male supervisors.  

Too bad he would only have two sessions with Patrick and never
himself get to play with Patrick.  The man certainly had the
looks of a male model, the doctor thought.  The doctor wondered
what it would be like to have sex with such a hot stud as
Patrick.  In his own mind, the doctor fantasied about how he
could make it happen.

"Patrick, you can still hear my voice, can't you?"

"Yes."

"You enjoy seducing women, don't you Patrick?"

"Yes," Patrick sighed, becoming somewhat aroused at the thought.

"You enjoy the power it gives you, the feeling of superiority. 
Every person you seduce wants to service you, fulfil your sexual
needs.  In fact, they almost become like slaves to you, don't
they?  You are like their master, and you enjoy it, don't you?"

"Yes."  Patrick began feeling intensely powerful as he dwelled on
this.

"In fact, you know that you could seduce anyone you wanted and
make them your slave, don't you?  Man or woman, anyone you wanted
would obey you, wouldn't they?"

"Yes."

"You want to use your sexual prowess and turn people into your
slaves, don't you?  You'd have the hottest sex with them,
wouldn't you?"

"Yes."

Just then, the alarm on the doctor's watch sounded, reminding the
doctor that he had to make a phone call to a colleague overseas
about a prospective employee the advertising firm wanted
evaluated.  The doctor stopped daydreaming.

"Patrick, continue to relax," he said, as he stepped into the
front office to make his quick call with plans to return within a
minute or two to Patrick.  Meanwhile, while he was out of the
room, Patrick's mind continued dwelling on the doctor's last
words.  However, unknown to the doctor, he hadn't just thought
about his fantasy with Patrick and kept it to himself, he had
said it all out loud.

While the doctor was out of the room, Patrick continued to relax. 
And think about the doctor's words.  Patrick knew he could seduce
women easily, and the doctor was right, he enjoyed those times he
acted out master-slave scenes with his lovers.  The power trip
was intense.  In fact, he thought all the lovers he's seduced
secretly wanted to be his total slave.  He began to think more
and more about the power of controlling others through his sexual
prowess.

The doctor returned to the room almost 20 minutes later, during
which time Patrick's mind continued to dwell on power, his sexual
magnetism, and control.  Unfortunately, the doctor didn't quite
recall how far he'd progressed with leaving suggestions in
Patrick's subconscious.  In fact, the doctor didn't remember he
had left Patrick thinking about sexual power, and instead thought
that was just his own mind wandering, that he never explored it
with Patrick.

"Patrick, our time is up today.  We'll continue again next week,
but in the meantime, I want you to remember what we talked about. 
You remember what we discussed, don't you?"

"Yes."

"You will remember how to reflect, control your actions.  You
want to explore those feelings further, don't you?"

"Yes."
As he slowly brought Patrick out of the trance, the doctor
continued.  "You want to tap into your inner strength, don't
you?"

"Yes."

"When next we meet, we'll do just that, Patrick."  And with that,
he woke Patrick fully.

Patrick seemed strangely dazed to Dr. Stephens, though.  As Dr.
Stephens looked at Patrick sitting up on the couch, he tried to
ascertain why Patrick wasn't as fully focused and awake as other
patients after a session.

In Patrick's mind, however, one urge was growing in intensity
with each moment.  He knew he was attractive to others, that
people wanted him--wanted to serve him like slaves.  Anyone he
seduced would obey him.  And he liked the power it gave him.  He
needed to feel that power.  He looked around the room and saw the
doctor.  And he knew he could seduce the doctor.

"Dr. Stephens, I really enjoyed that session," Patrick said in a
soft voice.  "It was an incredible sensation, being relaxed like
that."  Patrick was staring deeply into the doctor's eyes now. 
"And strangely erotic."

Hearing Patrick talk about a sexual urge like that, and feeling
his deep blue eyes staring into his own eyes, the doctor felt
strangely aroused himself.  And he also felt a little
uncomfortable as he feared that he might get a hardon in front of
Patrick.

Patrick recognized the signs and knew he had made initial contact
with the doctor.

"You look a little tense, though, doctor," Patrick said.  "Why
don't I give you a quick neck massage?  It's the least I can do
after you made me feel so good after our session."  And with
that, before the doctor could refuse, Patrick began his massage.  

Patrick's touch was an incredibly sexual one, and as he worked on
the doctor, the doctor found himself becoming increasingly
aroused by Patrick, turned on by him, falling for him.  Patrick
proceeded to increase the intensity of his seduction, and soon
had the doctor in a passionate embrace.  As their tongues darted
back and forth, the doctor experienced a sensation as intense as
any orgasm.  Patrick knew the time was ripe for action and he
broke off the kiss.

"I want you, doctor," Patrick said forcefully.  "You want it,
too, don't you?"

The doctor seemed dazed as he replied, hesitantly, "yes."

"Show me how bad you want it, doctor," Patrick demanded.

The doctor appeared flustered that Patrick wasn't continuing the
seduction.  "Please," the doctor responded.

Patrick felt an incredible rush of power as he looked down at the
doctor, laying on the floor at Patrick's feet.

"I'll....do.....anything," the doctor spurted out, not realizing
he was no longer in control of the session.

Patrick reached down to stoke his own dick through his pants as
he began to think about the future ahead of him and his new
helper.  He turned to the doctor and feeling more in control and
powerful than ever, said:

"Call me  Master'."


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