KATHLEEN was a hypnotist. Yes, she hypnotised people that was her job. It came as part of her counselling work. She enjoyed her job but it could be stressful dealing with other people's deep routed problems. When she got home at the end of her day she faced making a meal for herself and her husband. James was a typical male. She loved him passionately; he did his best around the house and would do any chores she asked him to do. He didn't do housework on his own initiative; if she didn't ask him to do things he didn't.
They had no children, but one thing Kathleen could not criticise was their love-life. James was a naturally caring, sensitive man. He made love to Kathleen with the kind of deep-loving passion most women would die for. He treated her with complete respect and always had done from the first day they had met, and that respect had stretched to the bedroom.
There was, however, a difference between their love life and their sex life.
Let's not get this wrong, sex with her husband was exciting, he knew his way around her body. He could bring her to the most exquisite multiple orgasms. He experimented in every way; he was unpredictable in the bedroom. She never knew where the sex would start or how it would end. She always felt deeply loved during sex, she could feel the love, the deep love, he had for her.
So what was wrong? What was missing?
Well it was simple really. She wanted, just occasionally, to be treated with a little less respect; she would have liked him to be more aggressively sexual. In a nutshell she wanted a bit of rough from time-to-time.
She fantasised often about being taken forcibly. She wanted some hard fuck and to hell with the deep love element.. She wanted a man who was determined to have his evil way with her. Occasionally, she wanted an animal in bed with her, a man who could fuck like a beast.
James was always up early to go to work and before getting up herself; knowing she was alone in the house, it wouldn't be long before thoughts, wicked thoughts, of the kind of sex she often wished James would give her, drifted exotically into her mind and, although she had tried to subtly indicate to James what she would like, it just was not his nature.
She wanted to be loved, appreciated, and treated with respect. She wanted to feel the deep- love she and James had for each other during sex and it was always there, but a bit of rampant lust would be nice occasionally, just for a change.
Did she ever think about other men and whether sex of a different kind might be more exciting? Well she wasn't prepared to admit as much to herself and, in any case, James was very attractive and good-looking. No, she could never cheat on her husband but that didn't stop her vivid imagination causing her hand to slip beneath the bedsheets and gather up her nightie and, with her legs open, let her fingers drift between her thighs.
Her imagination would run riot as she imagined her thighs being forced open while she pretended to resist.
The covers would be thrown off, her knees spread out as her fingers sank into her swollen wetness. Rapidly her fingertips flicked across her erect clitoris. In her mind she was being taken, taken in the aggressive way she often wanted James to take her. The things her fantasy lover did, and said, as she was fucked relentlessly became wilder and more exotic each time she resorted to satisfying this carnal need.
It wouldn't take long for her to come and the orgasms were always sensational. The truth of the matter was that she wanted to be loved but sometimes she just wanted to be fucked. She wanted the best of all worlds. She thought she deserved the best of all worlds but could one man satisfy all the needs of woman?
It wasn't until James was going through a particularly stressful time at work that she got her chance.
At first she never thought about it. She was just helping her husband with a little hypnotherapy to assist him to cope with the difficult decisions he had to make at work. She saw an improvement in him, he was definitely benefiting from the gentle suggestions she made and the deep relaxation he received during each session. The problems he faced at work became easier to solve.
Kathleen suddenly realised that if she induced a deeper hypnotic state she could make suggestions that might get her what she wanted and fulfil her sexual needs. Could Dr. Jekyll be transformed into Mr. Hyde for a while?
During one of their sessions she took James into a deeper hypnotic trance. She could tell him what she wanted him to be when he came out of the hypnotic trance. She applied an anchor by clicking her fingers to immediately place him back into trance and return him to her lovely James again. Another click of the fingers and James immediately fell into a deep hypnotic state where she could create the lover that would fulfil her unfulfilled desires. She called her new lover Jim.
The first time she brought Jim to life the transformation was amazing. He sat in the chair, his wild eyes undressing her bit by bit. She couldn't fail to read the lecherous look in his smouldering, brown-eyes. The look on his face was a hungry look. She felt wanted in a different way. She was uncomfortable at first - nervous. She had never felt such crude, sexual intensity emanate from her husband - if her husband it was. It was frightening but at the same time kind of exciting. She felt sure she could handle it.
She walked into the kitchen to collect her thoughts, leaving Jim in the living-room sat in his armchair. She had control, she assured herself, half afraid and half excited at what she had created. Before she could start to wash a few dishes Jim was behind her, his arms wrapped around her slender waist. It was as if she could taste and smell his sensuous masculinity. His mouth nestled into her neck and his rampant manhood pressed into her back.
Spinning her round roughly he took two handfuls of her long, dark-hair and pulled her onto a kiss. Did he feel stronger, more virile, or was it just her imagination?
With one hand he unzipped his fly and pulled his cock out, then still with his other hand gripping her hair he pulled her head down to his rampantly hard cock.
"Come on you horny slut suck my fucking cock. You know you love to suck a hard dick you cock-sucking bitch."
The full length of his cock was right inside her mouth. She had never heard James talk like this. She was struck with fear, his personality had completely changed. This wasn't her James at all. It crossed her mind to flick her fingers and stop it but another side of her actually wanted to do this.
