"Coming up next, we speak to a doctor who says anyone can make another person open to suggestion just by massaging a certain area of their back."
That sounds interesting, I thought, even though I'm sure it is a load of crap. I would have changed the station long ago if it wasn't for the fact this was the only station I was receiving after my satellite radio decided to stop working. I was on my way home after completing some job training out of town and I was trying to get back as quickly as possible. It had been a couple of months since I saw Kelly, as we both had to leave home on business. I left about two weeks before Kelly got home and figured if there was any truth to what this guy was saying; it would be fun to give it a shot.
After the usual introductions and plugging of the book the doctor was trying to sell, they got down to business. The doctor was adamant about ensuring the room had the right feel to help the person receiving the massage and suggestions relax to be more receptive to both. He went on to say that the area that needed to be massaged to induce the power of suggestion should be saved for last. After dragging out the interview as long as possible, and after another commercial break, the doctor finally revealed the location; base of the neck, near the shoulder blades. He said it wasn't something that was easy, that the person giving the massage had to use just the right amount of pressure, with just their thumbs to get the best result.
They accepted a few phone calls from others listening and a couple of questions I was wondering about were asked. The first caller asked how long the receptive state would last. The doctor replied that when the time came to bring the person out, all that was needed was to return back to the massage and bring them back by telling them to wake up. Then, the question I'm sure everyone wanted answered, would they remember anything afterwards? The doctor ensured everyone listening that they would feel as if they had been sleeping and would not remember anything.
Just as the interview was finishing, my satellite radio came back on. "Hmmmm," I thought, "maybe it's a sign. Perhaps the satellite went out just to make sure I heard that."
A few weeks after I got home, things had gotten back to normal. The crazy amount of sex we always seemed to have after being apart for a lengthy amount of time had slowed up due to work and other commitments. One evening, while watching TV, Kelly tried her usual reverse psychology on me by telling me how great I'd feel if I gave her a massage. Since I wasn't drunk, I didn't fall for it.
"You have to give to get." I said. "So what is in it for me?"
"I guess you could tie me down to the bed using the restraint system," she suggested, "or I can slip into something sexy and let you slowly remove it before the massage."
I had to make a decision quick. I immediately thought about what the doctor had said about ensuring the person receiving the massage was relaxed. I figured having her tied up may not be as relaxing as letting her get comfortable on her own, so I decided to go with the sexy outfit.
"Let's go with the sexy outfit" I suggested.
"Anything in particular", she asked?
"No," I said, "the surprise will be worth the wait."
"OK, be back in a minute."
As I waited for Kelly to come back out, my mind was racing. How long do I go before making the move? If it works, what do I suggest she do? Do I take the chance of asking her to do something crazy that she would never consciously do? What if she remembered afterwards, or came out of the trance like state before I wanted her to? I decided that if it worked, I would bring out her inner porn star. I know she has some favorite scenes; maybe I could be the lucky guy while she played the part of Jenaveve Jolie or Carmen Luvana. There were so many thoughts running through my head, my nervous excitement was getting the best of me.
I didn't even notice when Kelly walked out of the bedroom towards me wearing a jade satin corset; black satin panties, black thigh high stockings, and the new black knee high stiletto boots she had just bought. I had waited years for her to find a pair we both liked and she looked awesome every time she wore them, no matter how much or how little she was wearing with them.
"You're next client is ready," she said softly, bringing me back out of my dream world.
As she walked towards me, I was mesmerized by how hot she looked. I must have been in my little dream world longer than I thought, as not only had she changed into her sexy outfit, but also had put on some makeup. The first thing that caught my eye was how the corset hugged her statuesque body, pushing up her 36B's while also smoothing out her curves.
As she came over, she did a slow turn and as she got half way around, she slowly bent over giving me a close up look of her black satin clad ass. I reached out and took my time moving my hands from the back of her knees up to rub both cheeks. It looked so good; I was tempted to take a bite out of it just like an apple. After the quick rubbing I gave both cheeks a good natured smack.
"No, no, no," Kelly playfully admonished as she spun around grabbing my hands. She moved to sit in my lap, which I happily allowed. As she looked into my eyes she quietly said, "I hope I didn't take too long getting ready and miss my appointment."
"Of course not, as soon as I knew you were on my appointment calendar, I cleared the rest of my day," I played along. "Now let me take a look at you."
Kelly stood up and I patiently looked over every inch of her body. Kelly was 5'6" but with the boots on she stood about 5'10" which was perfect as I'm 6 feet even. Everything she had on complimented something else. The jade corset went perfectly with her strawberry blonde hair, which she wore short, but not so short that I couldn't grab a handful when the opportunity presented itself. Obviously the black panties worked well with the thigh highs and boots but also with something else I hadn't noticed right away, which actually complemented everything, black lipstick. I don't know why, but black (and purple) lipstick is a huge turn on for me. It's not a color she would normally wear out in public, so it was special when she took the time to apply it at home.
"Wow, you get better and better looking every time you come in," I continued in my role, still deciding how to go about getting her hypnotized for lack of a better word.