***First story!! I've been meaning to write for a while. I would appreciate thoughts and feedback, but please be nice! If I get a good reception I'm going to write a second group sex story. ***
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"You want to please me, don't you Laura?" I say as I stroke her hair, my eyes devouring every curve and crevice of this perfect, naked Slavic blonde.
"What do you want me to do, sir? And what if my boyfriend finds me here?" She whimpers.
"He won't and I think you know what I want, my darling," I say smiling at her.
She shudders, nervous. "Yes sir. Thank you for this opportunity, sir," She says as she lowers herself to her knees and unzips the front of my trousers...
3 hours earlier...
One of the best decisions I made in life was to learn hypnosis but at the age of 24 I didn't know it yet. I'd already practised small feats of mind control on friends and colleagues and not all of it for my own gain. My co-worker Nancy had been struggling to sleep because of stress, so I hypnotised a command word that would help her sleep deeply and relax, my friend Megan struggles with self-confidence and I hypnotised her into being more confident in applying for a new job, for a joke I hypnotised my friend Pete into singing "Single Ladies" at a karaoke night and I got myself off a parking ticket by hypnotising the bastard attendant! However this night was the first night that I would unlock the true potential of my skill... I'd read on the internet about guys (and girls!) using hypnosis for sexual ends but never really believed it. However with my hypnotic powers developing and strengthening, I decided that if anyone could make it work for real, I could.
I was a medical intern at St Bart's in London but tutored a few students and could use that connection get invites to some local uni parties. Students are stressed, tired, insecure and often drunk and this makes them perfect candidates for hypnosis. So I managed to get an invite to a party on the UCL campus.
The party started at 7 so naturally I turned up at 8 in a simple black shirt and jeans. I'm a nice enough looking guy, I've never found it that difficult to get dates, if I really want them, but I'm certainly no model! Most girls would probably rate me a solid 7 but there I was rarely the most attractive guy in the room. I'm 5'11" with dark hair and a short well trimmed beard.
The party was just getting busy and I joined a few people I know for shots and drinks but really my mingling was just to identify possible girls that I think would be susceptible to hypnosis. I met a couple of girls that could work: a nice brunette, a cute Scottish girl but my mind was made up when I saw Laura.
She was stunning. 5'7" blonde size 6 with the most perfect 32C breasts you can imagine. Her hair was long and loose over her tight black dress. The dress was in some ways very conservative- it had a polo neck and showed no cleavage and covered her body totally until her mid thigh. Her legs were bare down to her black high heels that she walked elegantly on. At 19 this girl was just coming into her prime and was a sight to behold. I resolved to myself that whatever it took, this girl would be moaning underneath me before the end of the night.
The only slight hitch so far was that she did not enter alone... To make it worse I knew the guy who's arm she walked in on. I knew Dave at undergrad. He was economics and now worked as some 'big shot' banker in the city. The asshole earned 80k for screwing people over for a living. Now that I think about it, I kind of think it's justice from all the hardworking people he's shafted that his girlfriend will cumming on my cock, soon enough.
"Jon," Dave said as he saw me and walked up. He was the kind of guy that would be superficially nice but really just wanted to rub his money and girl in your face.
"Dave," I reply "I didn't expect to see you here. And this is?" I say looking at his companion.
"Laura. I'm Dave's girlfriend, we met now that his bank is looking after my account. I'm studying for a degree in French Literature."
I'm not fantastic at accents but she could be Russian, Czech or anywhere from the former USSR but a trust fund to boot!? This girl was really something.
"Lovely to meet you Laura, I'm Jon."
We exchanged some more pleasantries but I needed to start getting to work. Hypnosis was hard enough but getting her so far under that she'd do whatever I want with no resistance and under her boyfriend's nose? Now that was a ch-
*hick* Laura hiccupped breaking my chain of thought.
"oh shit," she said. "This happens some times, I've got a problem with my diaphragm, I'll be like this for- *hick*- half an hour or so," she says.
I smile. My opportunity. "Maybe I can help? I know a little hypnosis and might be able to trick your body into stopping?"
Dave looked uncertain but Laura had already jumped up to respond "Wow you think!? that's certainly worth a try!"
"We'll need somewhere quiet with no one around, shall we go upstairs? Dave you're fine with that? You want Laura to be able to enjoy the night without hiccupping all the time?"
He paused... I think he knew something was up but I'd backed him into a corner "Sure. But I'll stay in the room to make sure she's ok."
I could work with this. I lead Laura upstairs to a quiet room, sat her on the bed and Dave sat in the corner.
"Laura close your eyes and listen to my voice."
I spoke in a slow and steady rhythm. It was less the words and more how you say them that mattered, this was like playing a symphony, I could not put a single word at the wrong pitch or the wrong time.
"Feel calm sweeping over your body. Feel it sweeping... slowly," I say, gradually slowing my words and dropping the pitch.
"Give me your hand," I say and she hands it do me. I place my finger on her palm and make slow circles.
"Let the circle on your hand make you calm."
"You feel calm almost like you're falling asleep... I'm going to count down from 10 and at 1 you will be asleep..." I pause for a moment.
"10-9-8-7-6-5-4-3-2-1...sleep." Her head nodded in front of her, her blonde hair falling down infront of her face. I keep circling my finger on her palm.