This is a different kind of story. For those men who want lots of in and out - read another story. There is NONE. This is a story about erotic hypnosis and how it was used to make three women very fulfilled. There is LOTS of imagined sex with well endowed men and sex between the women. Mike was the implementer. I will post a companion audio that is entered separately in the Holiday Contest.
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The audios were working better then I ever dreamed. I am Mike Lawrence, a master hypnotist. It was now just before Thanksgiving and I had three women totally under my control and loving it. Sandra, Beth and Joeleen. Sandra was a twenty two year old junior executive and Beth was a nineteen year old student. Joeleen was a thirty nine year old teacher. I met each of them on AIM.
They had each responded that they had wonderful orgasms while listening to my induction. On the instant message I was able to direct each of them to even greater orgasms. That was last April. Since then I had worked at developing their trust in me. Too many internet horror stories. I sent them my business web page to show them I was real and continued the daily IM sessions.
The sessions were getting increasingly torrid. The women, each of them, were demanding more and more creativity from me. It was the same for each of them. They wanted to be completely controlled. They truly wanted to feel like sex slaves. I was more than happy to accommodate them. To get the relationship going, I asked them for pictures. Sandra and Beth sent nice pictures in street clothes. They were both attractive in an average way. Slightly plump. I would help them lose weight and exercise more. Joeleen sent pictures of herself naked from the waist, up. She had lovely breasts and a wonderful shape - at least from the waist up.
There was just so much I could do from long distance. I continued the routine and waited for more developments. My cyber harem was growing, but the first three were my focus. Things started to get more active just before the holidays. First, Beth sent me a message that she wanted to visit me over the Thanksgiving holiday! I still didn't know her last name. She wanted to visit me in California. Beth lived in Kansas.
"How are we to do this?" I wrote.
"I will fly into LAX and we will meet at a hotel there."
"When are you coming?"
"Is that a double entendre?"
"I hadn't thought of it, but, yes."
"The Tuesday before Thanksgiving."
"Shouldn't I know your name if we are going to meet in person?"
"I'll tell you when we meet. I will email you my travel plans and we can meet in the lobby of an hotel. We have pictures of each other so that will work."
The next day I received an IM from Joeleen.
"Could you please, please, visit me and do me in person. I am SO horny." Joeleen lived in New York City.
I responded, "as luck would have it, I will be in New York soon after Thanksgiving."
"Darn, I wanted to be with you for Thanksgiving. I wanted to give myself to you for Thanksgiving."
I pictured her doing just that. She had already shared with me, her fantasy of being a captured slave girl forced to do everything possible of a sexual nature. The woman had a vivid imagination. She imagined herself being tied, whipped, raped and even strangled. She also got into scatology which I abhor. In all her fantasies she was controlled totally.
"Joeleen, do you survive in your fantasies?"
"Of course, Master, (all my Cyber Sex Slaves called me Master) I don't want to die."
Definitely not suicidal, and in fact she had not acted out ANY of her fantasies except with me through online "talk" and my audios. She wanted to be hurt, but just enough to be erotic, not enough to injure her. She thought about breath control, again she wanted to be totally controlled but not terrified. It would be an interesting post Thanksgiving meeting. We agreed to meet late Saturday after Thanksgiving. I was set to arrive in New York on Sunday. I would advance it a day to have fun.
Sandra lived in San Francisco. She called my office. She introduced herself to my receptionist as Sandra Hypnotic. My receptionist didn't have a clue.
"Mike, Ms. Hypnotic is on the 'phone."
I didn't know a Ms. Hypnotic, but the coincidence with my hobby was too great to ignore. I knew I had shared my web page with several of my cyber slaves. Any one of them could easily be calling me.
"Hello, Master, this is Sandra. I am sitting here wanting to do something special for Thanksgiving. I want to actually meet you. I want you to control me in person - I want to see you and feel your control. I want to be your sex slave and do everything you command."
She was speaking very fast. "Well, Sandra, I can't see you Thanksgiving, but I could see you the Friday."
"Can I come to your office?" Her use of the word "come" was probably accidental, and I didn't make the same joke.
"Yes, you can come to my office."
She laughed, a throaty laugh. "Do you think I can come in your office?" She emphasized the word come.
We agreed that she would visit my office Friday morning at ten, after Thanksgiving. The office is closed, so we would have it to ourselves. Well, my Thanksgiving week was looking very interesting.
I received an email from Beth suggesting we meet at the Quality Inn at the airport. She was getting in at 9AM, when did I want to meet her? I told her I could get away at eleven and I would meet her in the lobby as we discussed.
She was wearing a pants outfit that clung to her hips and buttocks. The kind I loved to look at. She came up to me first. "Master, I am Beth."
"Hello Beth. Take us to your room."
It was a typical Quality Inn room. Small. It would do. I had sent the three women an audio giving them the suggestion that when we met and I snapped my fingers, they would go into a deep trance. This was a new area for me. I had never done long distance and in person hypnosis. It was usually one or the other. I had told them in the induction that she would not remember what I said. Beth seemed not to remember. Now we would see how well it worked. I snapped my fingers.
She was walking toward the bathroom. She froze. She just stood there and said nothing. "Beth, you are in a trance. I will count to ten and you will go deeper." I counted to ten. She continued to stand there. "Now, strip naked and hand me your clothes."
She slowly unbuttoned her black blouse, revealing a wispy black bra. She shrugged out of the blouse and handed it to me. Her motions were slow and labored. She reached behind her back and unveiled her soft, firm breasts. She had erect nipples. Her breathing was becoming labored. She handed me her bra.
She then unzipped her nylon pants and stepped out of them as they crumbled to the floor. She was wearing black, nylon panties. She reached down and handed me the slacks. She was not wearing stockings and she slowly lowered her panties. She handed them to me. Without trying I could smell the musky scent emanating from the panties. She was now stark naked. Her bush was completely shaved. Smooth. Dripping. She was about five feet tall. I am six feet four inches tall. I would estimate she weighed about one hundred five with very pleasant curves. I couldn't resist, I reached down and felt her naked pussy. As I said, dripping. She moaned.
"Beth, when I count to three you will wake. You will not remember being hypnotized or anything I said. You will feel fine. You will continue to treat me as your master. You will call me Master when addressing me. When ever I snap my fingers, you will immediately go into a deep trance. One, two, three."
