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They had played games for years, Fantasies. Some realities. But it was the thought of giving up control that excited Janice most. Lately they had been role playing scenarios about hypnosis. Yeah... Yeah... Hypnosis doesn't work that way. You can't make someone do something under hypnosis that they wouldn't normally do anyway, but the fantasies were thrilling none the less.
Martin knew this too, but he had seen the shows, they had been to several now, and surely those people wouldn't normally stand up there and cluck like a chicken or bark like a dog. And the more R-rated shows, where the women got aroused and had orgasms on stage. Surely that was not what they normally did. Martin was convinced that taking complete control of Janice by hypnosis would be the ultimate turn on for them both.
For her part, Janice wasn't so sure. Yes, they had some volcanic sex when they role played. Yes she had flashed a few truckers on the road when Martin had pushed her. But hypnosis? Could she really agree to let Martin have control of her? Complete control? Would she be able to resist if she needed to? How could they even do it? It was with that last question that Janice realized that she would try if Martin pressed it some more.
Weeks of tapes, books, audio files, websites. Martin was a man possessed. He wanted this to happen for them. For him. Total control of her mind and body. His sexy wife at his beck and call. Unable to resist. He was hard almost every time he thought about the possibilities, and he thought about them a lot. After several months of study, he thought he was ready.
Janice was nervous. Although she had insisted that Martin set up the video camera so she could record and review the session if it actually worked, she was still very nervous about what he might make her do when she was under. Would she go under? Would she be able to resist his commands? No worries. There was no way he could make it work anyway. Was there?
Martin had developed his own version of an induction based on what were purported to be some of the easiest and most effective methods he had researched. That first session was a complete washout. He had tried to remain serious, but Janice just kept losing her concentration and breaking out into giggles. How in hell could some guy mesmerize a group of people on stage and he couldn't even get his own wife to stop laughing.
Janice couldn't help herself. It just all seemed too funny. You are relaxed... You are tired... You're getting sleepy... Did he really think that this mumbo jumbo would actually work? Then during the third, or was it the fourth, session, she had decided to just go along with it. She would pretend to relax, pretend to go under, pretend to obey his goofy commands. She was getting good at role play so why not?
When Janice's head dropped down, Martin was a bit startled. Nothing had seemed to be working. This time had not been significantly different than any other. But there she was chin on her chest, slow even breathing.
"Jan... Jan... Can you hear me," he whispered. The soft mumbled answer seemed just about right, so he continued.
"Jan... You are feeling warm and relaxed. You are safe and calm. Martin is here to protect you so you can let yourself go deeper and deeper."
Janice almost giggled, but was able to control herself. He was hooked. This was going to be great.
As the research had suggested, Martin began to try to deepen her trance. Janice played along. After a few minutes of deepening the trance, Martin began to wake her up and put her back under. He began to repeat a trigger word "somnus" so that he could induce a trance any time he wanted.
As the session stretched on. Janice continued to play along, but after a while she began to get bored and let her mind wander. It was at that moment that role play became reality and the next time Martin put her back in trance she actually went.
It was the strangest sensation. She felt kind of like she was floating on air, but at the same time, she was consumed with the sound of Martin's soothing voice taking her deeper and deeper into her trance. She really did feel remarkably good. Warm and safe and comfortable.
Martin noticed something different this time. He couldn't quite put his finger on it, but she seemed much more limp, much more relaxed. Her body gone empty. Not wanting to push his luck, he took her in and out of trance several more times. Each time inducing her to go further down. To relinquish more of her self control. To sink deeper into comfortable, restful slumber. Each time reinforcing the trigger "somnus".
When she was awakened for the last time. Janice was shocked at what time it was. She could certainly remember pretending to be hypnotized. She could remember the warm comfortable feeling that had enveloped her, but how had she not been aware that time was passing so quickly?
"Well?" Martin queried. "How was it? Did you feel relaxed? Can you remember everything?"
She felt awake and refreshed and she was excited to talk about her experience, but it hadn't really happened had it? She had only been pretending, and then she had drifted off to sleep. Right?
When Martin replayed the recording, he pointed out the instant that he thought she had gone under. Yes. She could see it too when he pointed it out. She watched transfixed as Martin took her in and out of trance. She heard him installing her new trigger word. He had done it and she had let him. He was actually in control of her now. But surely he couldn't put her in trance without her cooperation. The thought of it made her pussy wet with anticipation.
"Oh God Martin," she exclaimed when the recording was over. You did it. You put me under and now you are in control of me. It's sooooo exciting. I'm horny as a rabbit. C'mon baby let's go upstairs and fuck. Right now."
Of course it was Martin's fantasy to control his wife and hers to be controlled by him, but when a woman demanded to be fucked, a man would be crazy to refuse, or worse yet to use his new-found power to convince her otherwise. So he let her take his hand and pull him upstairs to bed where they had some of their wildest sex ever.
As they lay in bed after an epic lovemaking session. Janice was still obsessed with the fact that Martin could now control her through hypnotism.
