Anna Pt 01

I had been studying hypnosis for a long time before it started to work for me. For years I had been completing successful self-hypnosis projects-first quitting smoking, then slimming down, and for the last few months just removing psychic obstacles to success. I was making more money than ever before, bringing in new clients. I was healthy and strong. But in the few experiments I had done on friends and colleagues, I hadn't been able to bring about a deep enough hypnosis for my suggestions to stick.

That is, until I met Anna. She was very, very perfect, in a lot of ways. She was one of three candidates brought to me for an internship at my company, and immediately she blew me away not only with how extraordinarily hot she was, but how suggestible she was even before I did any hypnosis. In our interview she was subconsciously picking up on the language of my questions, giving my own words back to me. I found that I could influence her self-presentation just by the way I asked questions. I knew immediately she would be the ideal candidate for hypnosis. At the same time I could barely concentrate looking at her sexy lips as she talked, and trying to avoid looking at the silver necklace that hung on her delicate neck and rested atop the pale slant of her breasts. She had long brown, wavy hair and green eyes and to be totally honest when our interview was over I didn't stand up when I shook her hand because I was afraid she might scare if she saw my raging hard on.

I hired her (so sue me, yes, I abused my power in order to get laid) and she started a few days later. Also, she was not exactly subtle about her interest in me, just for the record. When she had to file stuff in my office she didn't squat down on the ground in front of the filing cabinets, but bent over at the waist to give me a good view of her beautiful round ass. My god, it took a lot of meditation to get through any work once she showed up.

After two weeks she asked me to be her mentor. She did it very coyly, leaning over my desk and saying she had a "proposal to run by me" while she glanced at my crotch and then locked me in the eyes. I was dying of lust. I wanted to lock the door and rip her clothing off and shove my cock into her tight cunt. But I restrained myself, I agreed to the mentorship and we set a date to get coffee at the end of the week.

She wore an amazing black dress to our coffee date. It covered her entirely, it was not revealing, except that I swear I could see the outlines of her nipples, just barely. I chalked it up to my fevered imagination, but at the time I couldn't stop thinking that she must be entirely nude under that dress. Anyway, while we were getting coffee is when I broached the subject of hypnosis. I told her that it had worked wonders for me personally, and that I would be happy to do a couple of sessions with her so she could try it out. She agreed to come over to my house the next day (a Saturday).

She arrived wearing jeans, a tight blouse and high heels, all of which I told her was much too constrictive, so I gave her one of my robes to change into. She left the door cracked while she was changing, and I tried not to look, but... Well, I didn't try that hard. Her skin was fresh and dewy and her ass was extraordinarily alluring. It took all the patience I had to resist knocking on that door, but I knew it would work out better after the session.

Eventually she came out of the bathroom in her robe, smiled at me, and laid down on my day bed while I sat about a yard away in a leather chair. First I did about twenty minutes of deep relaxation, until her diaphragm was working fully subconsciously and she was at the deepest level of responsiveness before total sleep.

I asked her if she trusted me, she said yes.

I asked her if she thought this would work, and she agreed.

Then I started on my suggestions. I said that the closer she got to me the more successful she would become. I told her that the more pleasure she gave me the more opportunity and wealth would come her way. And finally I suggested that when I snapped my fingers once she would again enter into this state of high suggestibility and be totally beholden to me, and when I snapped them two times that she would return to her normal self and have only dim recollections of what had been happening. Then I slowly brought her up out of the hypnotic trance, until she was sitting up and blinking.

"How do you feel?" I said.

"I feel great," she said. She giggled. "I feel kind of shy around you though, which I didn't before."

"That's alright," I said. "That makes sense. Hypnosis is very personal."

"It is, isn't it?" she said. She rubbed her chest absentmindedly. "I... I think I'd better put some clothes on."

I snapped my fingers, and her eyes changed. "You don't need to wear clothes in this situation," I said. Then I snapped my fingers twice.

"Is it alright?..." she said. "I'm just, a little uncomfortable and I'd rather take this robe off."

"Go ahead," I said.

"You already did the hypnosis?" she said.

"Yes."

She stood up and let the robe fall to the floor, and then looked down at her body.

"Do you think I'm attractive?" she said.

"Very much so," I said.

"Would you mind if I sucked your cock?"

"Not at all," I said.

Naked, she fell to her knees before me. She undid my belt and slipped off my pants and boxers, then took my cock in her small hands and slipped it into her pretty little mouth. Her tongue felt amazing, swirling around the head, making furtive inroads onto the shaft. Slowly she pressed me further down her throat. My heart was pounding. She gripped my balls in one hand and the base of my cock in the other as she shoved me down her throat, tugging at me, lustfully plunging me into her mouth. She was ferocious, her warm hands palpating my balls, her tongue slipping along my shaft, the head of my cock searching deep in her throat. I felt the cum rise in me, and she grabbed my hands and place them on her breasts. Squeezing them fondly, I felt so good, I felt the semen, so long held back, course through the bottom of my cock, explode into her throat. I saw her eyes light up and then soften as she held my gaze, just holding there, with my cock buried in her mouth, until the last contractions came, and we were just there, me sitting, her kneeling, my hands on her breasts, her lips around the base of my cock, looking into each other's eyes.

TO BE CONTINUED