Author: Influencing Machine
Title: Psychology
Summary: A psychology student uses his skills to get inside the head of a fellow student, and find out what she's really like.
Keywords: mc, mf, md, fd 
Language: English

Psychology
by Influencing Machine 

MC, MF, MD, FD

Disclaimer: This story is adult in nature, but written from the viewpoint that 
the mind is the strongest erotic zone. It is therefore not suitable for the 
easily offended, or those wanting out and out porn.

(1)

So, Iım not really bothered by what she looks like, but if you are... well, 
trust me, she looks exactly like youıd want her to.  All I gave a damn about was 
that she was sitting opposite to me in the study area and staring dreamily into 
space.  I kept sneaking looks at her unfocused eyes and trying to imagine what 
they were seeingı.  Intelligence, imagination and an ability to lose yourself: 
pretty much what I look for in a girl.  I figured she was offı enough not to 
notice if I sneaked a look at what had sent her there.  Psychology of 
Advertisingı ­ shit!  She was in the same class as me!  Of course!  She sat at 
the front of the group, always asking clever questions.  Well, I couldnıt ignore 
such a chance for a conversation.

³I know what youıre thinking,² I whispered to her.

She stirred from her dream, and looked at me.  ³What?  How?²  She looked a bit 
embarrassed.  Hopefully it had been dirty.

³Youıre thinking about our assignment, arenıt you?²

She broke into a relieved grin.  ³Yeah, sorry, I didnıt recognise you.  I was 
miles away.²

³Yeah I noticed.²  She looked like she was going to go back to her book, so I 
kept on talking.  ³Everyone seems to be doing sexual symbolism, donıt they?  
Whatıre you doing?²

³Iım looking at the language used, how it affects you subliminally, kind of 
hypnotises you...²

I caught my breath ­ sheıd said the magic word.  ³No way!  Iım looking at the 
subliminal effects of images, but Iım really interested in the subconscious 
effects of language too.  I was kind of torn, but I guess Iım more visual.²

³Yeah, Iım quite auditory.²  

On a plate for me.  ³So are you, like, really clued up about all the effects 
words have on youıre unconscious?² Slow and regular, looking into her eyes.

³Well, kind of, some things always slip through though...²

³Yeah, thereıs things youıre unconscious canıt pick up on, they just slip right 
into youıre unconscious without your consciousness knowing, or caring...² Was it 
my imagination, or was she looking slightly more glazed than before?

³Mmmm²

³Yeah, youıre unconscious is so much more powerful, it makes you do things 
without you even knowing why.²

³Mmmm²

Something was happening to her.  Ms. Clever Answer was just agreeing with me.  
Time to try something.  ³I know what we should do.²

³Mmmm?²

³Weıll meet up tonight, compare tapes of adverts and discuss what effects 
theyıre having on youıre unconscious.²

³Mmmm.²

³So see you about eight.  Your place or mine?²

³Uhhhh... What?²

³When we meet up tonight.²

³Oh, right, mine, I guess...² she seemed to wake up a bit.  ³Hereıs my address, 
I think everyone else is going into a club in town, but Iıve got this bloody 
assignment, so I canıt.²

³Cool.² I walked off, trying to hide my euphoria.  I didnıt know how much sheıd 
been affected by my trick, but Iıd got a date, so I didnıt care.  All the signs 
were good.



(2)



When I turned up she seemed pleased to see me, she might have tidied up a bit 
even.  Donıt blow this, I told myself.  It wasnıt impossible she liked me: 
clever girls often go for clever guys, even if theyıre not film star to look at.  
More than the other way round anyway.  We joked nervously a bit, trying to 
ignore the fact that we hadnıt really talked much before, and here I was, alone 
with her in her house.  Watching the adverts and analysing them helped a lot 
though: showed her how intelligent I was, and told me a lot about her psyche.  
After a few hours, the conversation had degenerated to ³That adverts crap!² 
levels, and she was looking a bit tired.  I thought I should try something a bit 
more like what my cock wanted.

³Look, itıs a bit late to be working, letıs chill out for a bit,² I suggested, 
turning the TV off.  She seemed relieved, rather than resentful, so I carried on 
acting like I owned the place.  ³Shall we put some music on?² I walked over to 
the CD collection, desperately hoping there would be something relaxing to put 
on.

³Yeah, good idea,² she said stretching.  She was letting me take control of the 
situation, which was promising.  I found an album that I knew was good for 
winding down to, and put it on.  She made appreciative noises.

³Whew!²  I sat down next to her, but in a position where I could see her face.  
³Iım really tired, arenıt you?²

³Mmmm.²  She certainly looked only half awake, which I found arousing in itself.  
She seemed to veer between incredibly alert and very dreamy.  Well, we just had 
to encourage the dreamy side, didnıt we?

³I get so tired after Iıve been thinking hard, donıt you?² I started.

³Yeah, I get to the point where I just donıt want to think any more.²

Well, Iıll see what I can do about that... ³Yeah, itıs too hard to have to think 
all the time.  Itıs nice to just switch off your mind and relax sometimes.²  

She smiled and leant back a bit.  ³Sure is... I do feel kind of relaxed around 
you.  You really seem to understand how I feel, but maybe psychology students 
just know how to make you believe that...²

She was still thinking too much for my liking, I was careful to keep my voice 
slow and soothing.  ³Yeah, we always want to understand everything, but 
sometimes you should give up trying to understand and just accept things as they 
are...² she nodded vaguely, so I carried on, ³Like now, youıre tired, so you 
should just accept it.  Itıs OK to be tired after youıve been working hard.  
Itıs OK to relax after youıve been working hard.  Itıs OK to switch off your 
head after youıve been working hard, and you have been working hard, so stop 
trying to fight it, just accept that itıs OK to be tired, itıs OK to relax, itıs 
OK to switch off your head...²

She was definitely responding: her eyelids were drooping and her breathing had 
become slow and regular.  It was difficult not to leap on her then and there, 
but I persuaded myself that the wait would be worth it.

³Feel how nice it is to be able relax with someone you can trust, just relaxing 
and listening to a voice you can trust, letting yourself drift, listening to my 
voice.  You can relax because youıre listening to my voice, my voice is helping 
you drift further away from everything, and youıre so happy to be able to relax, 
so happy to be listening to my voice, itıs so easy to do what my voice tells you 
because you trust my voice.²  Her eyes were almost closed now, so I felt 
confident I had her where I wanted her.

³Itıs time to let your eyes drift shut, thatıs right, just let them drift shut, 
you donıt have to worry because you can still hear my voice, it doesnıt matter 
if you canıt concentrate on the words, your unconscious will hear them, you can 
just listen to the sound of the words, let the sound help you to relax, donıt 
think about the words, just let them slip into your unconscious, your conscious 
mind can just relax, gently drifting away as you listen to my voice...² She was 
definitely under: she had slumped down in the sofa and her mouth was slightly 
open.  Her eyes had closed as soon as I had suggested it to her.  Time for a few 
more suggestions.

³Youıre so happy to be able to relax and not to have to think any more.  Every 
word I say seems to help you relax more.  Every word I say takes you deeper into 
the warmth and safety of my voice.  You feel warm and safe when you listen to 
the sound of my voice.  Itıs very easy to do whatever my voice suggests.  You 
donıt even have to think about it.  You do what I suggest without thinking about 
it, donıt you?  Youıll find it easy to answer me even though youıre so relaxed.²

³Mmmm...²

³You like doing what I suggest, because it helps you to relax.  It makes you 
feel good to do what I suggest.  How does it make you feel to do what I 
suggest?²

³...good...² Her voice was soft, but clear.

My cock was straining at my trousers, but my other head remained in control of 
the situation.  Much as I fantasised about fucking girls under hypnosis without 
their consent, in a real life situation, it would have made me feel like a shit.  
³Iım going to ask you some questions, and youıll find it easy to be honest when 
you answer.  In fact, youıll find it makes you feel good to be completely honest 
with me.  Is that OK?²

³Yes...²

I gritted my teeth and asked a question that I wasnıt sure Iıd like the answer 
to.  ³How did you feel about me before I came round tonight?²

³Ummm...²  She looked slightly uncomfortable, and squirmed a bit.  She must have 
really hated giving away her emotions.

³Youıre completely safe, no-one else is ever going to hear about this.  You can 
be totally honest with me because you trust me.²

³OK...²

³So, what did you think of me?²

³I really liked you...²

³In what way?²

³I thought you were clever and funny, I was attracted to that, and I liked the 
way it made me feel when you looked at me...²

³How did it make you feel?²

³...Like you could see right into my mind...²

³And you liked that?²

³Yeah...²

She wasnıt exactly falling over herself to express herself.  I wondered why.  
³Are you happy to tell me how you feel?² I asked.  I didnıt want to fuck her up 
if she had a real problem with this.

³Oh yes!²  She was surprisingly enthusiastic considering her previous hesitancy.

³Is there anything bothering you about it, though?²

³...Iım worried youıll think Iım stupid...²

I almost laughed, she sounded so sweet.  This was a completely different girl 
from the one Iıd seen in class.  ³Donıt worry.  You can be totally sure I wonıt 
think anything bad of you.  In fact Iıll think more highly of you the more 
honest you are.  Just relax and be completely honest.²

She sighed and seemed to relax even more, if that was possible.  ³OK.²

³So why did you like the thought of me being able to see inside your mind?²

³Ohhh...Iıve always wanted to be completely understood.  You looked like you 
could see all my fantasies and...²

³And?²

³... and carry them out...²

³What kind of things?  Remember you can tell me anything...²

³... um ... I wanted you to control me, ...my mind...² she tailed off looking 
embarrassed.

³Well done, youıve been very honest and I like that.²  I certainly did!  ³Do you 
understand that Iıve hypnotised you?²

³Yeesss!²  She sounded euphoric.

³Does the idea of that...² I hesitated, even though I was pretty sure of the 
answer, I just couldnıt bring myself to believe it.  ³...turn you on?²

³Oh yes!² She smiled shyly and I thought I could see her rubbing her legs 
together.

³Thatıs very good.  Itıs perfectly OK to be turned on by me hypnotising you.  
You donıt need to resist your feelings about this at all, in fact you can let go 
of any inhibitions you have about being aroused by this.²  I was almost on 
autopilot.  Iıd always fantasised about persuading women to be turned on by me 
hypnotising them, but this gorgeous woman was doing it by herself!  It was more 
exciting than I could have imagined.  I didnıt need to feel guilty about what I 
was doing: sheıd fancied me anyway, and liked being under my control!  ³What 
would you like to happen now?²

³Umm...² she looked slightly disappointed to be asked to make a decision.

³You must answer me, you want to answer me, because I am in control of your 
mind.²  It sounded pretty corny to me, but I wanted her to be happy.

³I want you to fuck me!² she said breathily.

³Under hypnosis?²

³Yes..., no..., um... a bit, but not completely... um I donıt know... you 
decide...²  She really didnıt like making decisions, did she?  I had to keep 
reminding myself that this was the girl who was usually more in control than the 
tutors!

³Itıs OK, you donıt have to think any more.²  She sighed and smiled peacefully.  
²Youıre going to start waking up a bit, but not completely.  Youıll remember 
everything that has happened while you were hypnotised.²  Her eyelids fluttered, 
and she frowned a little.  ³Youıll still be very relaxed, youıll talk and act as 
if youıre awake, but youıll find it almost impossible to resist my suggestions.  
You can only resist if you feel very, very strongly about it.  Otherwise, as you 
resist, youıll feel my control over your mind growing, until you want to give in 
and do what I suggest.²  Her eyes were opening, and she looked at me slightly 
sheepishly.  ³How do you feel?²  I asked her.

³OK.  I canıt believe you did all that!  You were so lucky I liked it!  Anyone 
else would have told you to fuck off.²

³Hey, calm down.²  I stared into her eyes, and saw that my suggestion was 
working: she relaxed again.  ³Maybe I only did it because I sensed you were into 
that kind of thing?  We did spend the entire evening talking about subliminal 
suggestions...²

³Yeah, I sıpose...²

Great, she bought it! I thought to myself, but it could have been true, I 
probably picked up signals without realising.  I realised her housemates might 
be coming back soon and thought Iıd try to get out of the living room.  ³Letıs 
go into your bedroom.²  She hesitated slightly, so I made my voice as soothing 
as I could: ³You donıt have to do anything you want to, but I think we both want 
to be somewhere private, so we can explore this...²

She nodded and led me up to her room, without saying anything.  She should have 
remembered what sheıd said when she was deeper, so she knew I wasnıt going 
faster than her subconscious wanted to...

When we arrived I felt a little awkward again.  Iıd been in plenty of girlıs 
bedrooms for sexual purposes, but I really liked her, and didnıt want to fuck 
this up.  ³Why donıt you tell me what you think Iım going to do?²  I said 
playing for time.  Maybe sheıll give some stuff away that sheıd like.

She wrinkled up her nose.  ³Well, in the stories they always get the girl to 
strip and do dumb stuff, donıt they?²

I let the interesting piece of information about her reading habits pass, and 
looked deeply into her eyes.  ³But you know Iım not as shallow as that, donıt 
you?²

She nodded slowly.

I wouldnıt exactly have said noı if sheıd implied that sheıd have liked to 
strip, but it was kind of true that I wasnıt so bothered about that.  ³Weıre 
both interested in how this affects your mind, arenıt we?  If you control 
someoneıs mind, you control their body anyway...²

She was breathing hard: I must be on the right track.

³As you look into my eyes, you feel your will slipping away...² I continued.

She seemed to be attempting to look away.

³...but you find you canıt look away, no matter how hard you try.  You want to 
surrender control to me, so you canıt resist my voice.  You want to do whatever 
I suggest... You ache to obey my suggestions...²

She seemed very aroused, her eyes were locked onto mine and her breathing was 
coming in rhythmic gasps.

³Lie down on the bed.²  I commanded gently.

She obeyed with very little resistance; I remembered that I had suggested if she 
tried to resist doing something she really wanted to do, it would take her 
deeper under my control anyway.  I knelt over her, taking her wrists in my hands 
and slowly moving her arms above her head.  

³You donıt want to move these now,² I whispered and she moaned slightly.  I 
seemed to be pressing her buttons successfully.  We really were astonishingly 
compatible!  I stroked her body through her clothes, and wherever I touched 
seemed to produce gasps of arousal.  I wasnıt going to be able to keep on 
teasing her for much longer!  ³You want me to take your clothes off now, donıt 
you?²  I asked, sounding more certain than I was.

³Yeess!  And take off yours!²  

I smiled.  She was beyond pretending to fight her feelings.  I stripped her 
carefully first, then took of my clothes, still slightly self-conscious, but she 
seemed to be looking hungrily at my body, writhing the lower half of herself 
around a little, with her arms held relaxed above her head.  I stroked between 
her legs, whispering repetitive phrases in time with her thrusting: ³You like 
this...it feels good...not to be in control...you feel more aroused...the more 
you give in to me...it feels good...to give in to me...you like...not to be in 
control...you feel aroused...when you give control to me...²  

When she seemed close to orgasm, I took my hand away, continuing to talk to her 
as I put on a condom:  ³Youıre so aroused...you want my cock in you...so you can 
give in to me more...so you can let me in you body...like Iım in your mind...² I 
slid into her, and tried to keep the rhythmic murmur going, ³Open up to me 
now...Iım inside you...Iım controlling you deep inside...open up...open up...²

I canıt remember when I gave up talking, but we both came violently, and as I 
slid out she sighed in contentment.  ³Stay,² she murmured sleepily.

I gratefully lay down next to her, mumbling into her ear.  ³You can move your 
arms now, you want to get comfortable, and then youıll drift off into a deep, 
relaxing sleep, feeling safe...deeply...safe..." I drifted off myself...



(3)



The next morning I felt fantastic, but as I realised where I was, I started to 
worry what she would think of the previous night's activities when she woke up.  
I slipped out of bed and dressed quietly.  As she still hadn't awoken, I decided 
to go home, but leave a note so she wouldn't get the wrong idea.



I've gone home to wash and change.  I hope you enjoyed last night as much as I 
did, call me if you want to do some more studying...



I felt a little as if I was being a coward for leaving, but my feet were on 
their way down the stairs while my head was still thinking about it.  
Fortunately I didn't meet any of her housemates on the way out, my head was 
still reeling from what had happened and I couldn't have coped with such an 
embarrassing situation.  



I was in a dream all day.  My groin, my head and my heart all seemed to be 
fighting over which was the most affected.  I couldn't do anything constructive; 
I just drifted around, thinking about what had happened, and hoping she'd call 
me.



Finally the phone went.  I almost couldnıt answer, in case it wasn't her, but I 
shoved the receiver to my face and somehow managed to mutter "Hello?"

"You sneaked off pretty sharpish!"  It was her!

"Yeah, sorry, needed some clean clothes I'd got all sweaty somehow"  I was 
trying to sound calm and in control, I don't really know if I pulled it off.

"I just thought I'd see how you were, we could watch some more adverts if you 
like?"

I almost couldn't believe it: she wasn't cross with me!  "So was last night  
all right?" I asked, probably sounding as dumbstruck as I felt.

"What?  Sorry I don't remember anything after we turned off the telly.  Did 
something happen?"

My heart sank, but then I heard her laughing softly.

"Sorry," she continued, "I'm quite cruel in the daytime.  You must have 
forgotten to use an amnesia suggestion; I remember everything.  'Course I'm a 
bit worried you put in some other suggestions I have forgotten"

"No, no," I rushed to reassure her, "I wouldn't do that kind of thing!"

"OK."  She sounded slightly sceptical, but more amused than anything.  She was 
probably right to be wary: I might have done something like that if I hadn't 
been too busy being amazed that it had been working.  "So, are you coming round 
then?" She reminded me that I hadn't answered her hint.

"Yeah!  When?  Now?"  I'd totally blown my cool, hadn't I?

"OK, now, immediately, now!"  She was mocking me, but I didn't mind.  I was too 
excited to be about to see her again.  "But watch out, I'll be on my guard, this 
time"

"I can get round that," I whispered, trying to claw back some control.  She 
sighed, and I hung up, feeling powerful.



(4)



As soon as she opened the door, I started staring into her eyes, hoping that she 
would go under immediately, so I wouldnıt have to be cool.  She wasnıt that 
helpful, unfortunately.  

³You know you look cross-eyed when you do that,² she said as she waved me into 
the house.  I must have looked quite crest-fallen, because she hugged me and 
said ³Itıs OK, itıs cute.²  I wasnıt really sure if that made it any better.

³So... What dıyou want to do then?² I asked, feeling confused and embarrassed.

³Come into my bedroom, I want to show you something...² she said mysteriously.  
I followed her apprehensively, realising that I didnıt really know her that well 
­ she might have decided to get back at me for the previous night in some 
horrible way.  I was kind of right...



She had a video already playing on her TV, it seemed to be adverts, but not any 
Iıd seen before.  ³More homework?²  I asked, a little disappointed.

³Kind of... See if you can figure out any subliminal messages...²

I watched carefully, wanting to remind her how clever I was by figuring it out.  
They were quite strange adverts, long and very vague about the product.  I felt 
myself growing a little bored.  I yawned, and felt my eyelids drooping.  This 
one was obviously sending sexual messages: eyes, lips, breasts; but I couldnıt 
quite hear what the soft, seductive voice was trying to sell me... soon it 
seemed easier not to worry about it and just drift...



I came to slightly, to find myself spread-eagled on the bed, with her riding me 
fiercely.  I was incredibly aroused, but still felt relaxed and floaty, 
completely accepting the situation.  When I realised what she must have done, I 
got even more aroused, but knew that I wasnıt going to come until she let me... 
which made me even more aroused...

I began to think I might be in love...

She looked into my eyes, panting softly.  ³So... How do you like it?² she asked.

I moaned. My mind was slippery.

³Is that a good moan?²  She ground herself gently onto me.

I donıt know how, but I found myself answering, ³Oh, God yes!²

³You donıt hate me then?²  She smiled.

 ³Oh, God no!²

³Good.²  Her eyes started to glaze over, and her breathing was ragged.  I could 
feel her starting to pulse around me.  I thrust upwards, trying to remind her I 
was there.  

³Oh ... My ... God!² She gasped. ³Come! .... Come with me!²  I couldnıt refuse.



³...waking up now,  feeling relaxed, comfortable and ready to be completely 
honest with me...² 

I stretched happily.  ³You sneaky little cow!²

³Says he!²

I couldnıt be angry with her.  ³Yeah, OK, fair play.²

³So... what was it like?²

I was a little fuzzy, but she didnıt seem to have made me forget anything.  ³It 
was... it was fucking great!²

She laughed.  ³Good.  I had a feeling youıd appreciate ... the other side of 
things.²

I thought about it.  ³Yeah, I wouldnıt have wanted to try it off my own bat, but 
it had certain ... advantages.  Howıd you know Iıd like it?²

She looked calmly into my eyes.  ³Psychology.²



