Clearly the concept of a sex slave has appeal to both sexes. Both men and women wonder about being a sex slave. Hypnosis is the Great Enabler. This is a the second in a series of stories of encounters that raise the issue of being a sex slave. Read on. Then vote and let me know what you think. Everything I write about I believe is possible. I have not, necessarily, done everything depicted in these stories and I cannot advocate making people do things that they would not approve of, if asked.
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I was really bored. My wife was out of town on an extended trip. The business required very little time on my part. I was a very good delegater. I had agreed to write a book about sex and hypnosis that was going very slowly. I didn't want to get too personal to avoid people I knew getting mad at me or worse. So far I had one chapter based on real events and several chapters based on my imagination.
The book wasn't exciting me. It read like amateur science. No excitement and nothing to hold the reader's interest. The chapter on "Hypnotic Sex Slave," might do it. Nothing else in the book had any human interest.
Suddenly, inspiration! I was looking at my stack of unread newspapers when I spotted the Daily Couger. The local University newspaper. I looked at the want ads. There were several for models, even nude models. Why not. It might work.
I dialed the telephone. "Want ads, please. I want to place the following help wanted ad: Subjects for hypnosis experiment regarding sex wanted. $25.00 per hour. No requirements other then you must be over 18, healthy and not have hangups. Hours based on results. Part time" I gave my telephone number.
The ad ran the following Monday. I was stunned by the number of telephone calls. Some were really weird. I wasn't able to specify sex or age (I decided I didn't really want to).
The first call was from a man who called himself Ed and said he was a student in the Divinity School and would I be interested in him? "I could use the money, real bad, and I would work hard." Ed spoke with a strong Southern twang.
"Would discussing sex with others bother you?"
"Oh, no. I think talking about sex is real entertaining. I just don't know I'd have much to say."
" How about things besides just talking?"
"Like what?"
"Like doing it."
There was a long pause. "I don't know about that." I thanked him and said we would call him if we needed him. I also decided I had better get a better idea of what I was going to tell people when they called. What kind of people did I want. What was I going to do with them? I developed a script. "Thank you for calling on our ad. The position involves investigating the relationship between hypnosis and sexuality. You will be required to submit to testing as to your ability to be hypnotized. You will also be required to sign a release that you agree to be hypnotized. Further details will be available if you qualify."
I thought that would reduce the number of people I would see. Wrong!
I ended up with thirty-two people who wanted to come in. I selected sixteen. Eight men and eight women. The selection was based on the telephone interviews. They had to sound enthusiastic and I relied on my instincts as to their being good subjects. I decided I would see them all on the same day. Every half hour.
I alternated sex to see if I could have instant pairs. My first applicant was a slightly pudgy, young woman who was about nineteen years old. She was dressed in jeans and a sweater. Neat looking. Her name was Dorothy (call me Dotty). Okay.
"Why do you want this job, Dotty?"
"I need the money and it seemed interesting."
"Are you concerned about hypnosis and sex?"
There was a pause. "I suppose, a little. I won't do anything I don't want to do, right?"
"That is what the literature says. Have you ever been hypnotized?"
"I think so. At a party, in my senior year at high school I went to a party where there was a hypnotist. I thought I volunteered and my friends told me I was hypnotized. I don't remember."
Unless she was lying to get the job (and I didn't think so) she would do perfectly. "I have some forms you must sign, before we can begin testing you for the job." I handed her the release and told her where the signature line was. She signed it, without even reading it.
"Aren't you going to read the form?"
"I really need the job and I trust you." There must be something about my style. I had heard that many times.
"Okay, lets get started. I only have another ten minutes for the interview. Stand straight in front of me."
She stood straight in front of me. "Make your self stiff. I am going to tilt you. As you tilt you will go into a deep trance and your body will be like a board." That was all it took. She was in a deep trance. I put my hands under her arms. "Let your body go limp." She collapsed into my arms.
I gently let her crumble to the floor. "Stand up and take off all of your clothes." I knew this women was a very good subject and I believed she unconsciously wanted this to happen.
She stood up and pulled her sweater off over her head. She reached behind her and unhooked her bra. Her breasts were on the small side. I like smaller breasts and I found them pleasing. They were very firm, with stiff nipples. She then stepped out of her jeans and pulled her panties off. She had been wearing sandals that came off with her jeans. She stood naked in front of me.
I reached down and felt her pussy. It was wet. I had ten minutes until the next appointment. She was just standing there naked. Reluctantly, I told her to get dressed.
"When you are dressed, I will count to ten. You will wake up feeling terrific. You will not remember being hypnotized."
After she woke, I asked her how she felt.
"Fine, terrific. Was I hypnotized?"
"Yes, you are a good subject. You are also the first person I have seen. I have your number, if you are chosen, we will call you by tomorrow evening. If you want to improve your chances, you can hang around in the conference room. That way we can test interaction with others and notify you by the end of the day. It is up to you."
"I will stay around."
"Good. The conference room is the big room at the end of the hall. "
The next person was an athletic looking young man named Steve. I discovered he was a walk-on to the football team.
"Why did you apply for the position?"
"I need money and it sounded interesting. I'm a psych major and that seemed like it would be something I could relate to. What kind of research are you doing?"
"We are investigating how hypnosis effects sexual activity."
"What would I have to do?"
"If you are chosen, you would be hypnotized and asked questions under hypnosis and asked to perform certain acts."
