The Hypnotists Harem Prequel 4

The Hypnotist's Harem Chapter 2

The Origin of the Harem - Part 4

Carol was excited to see Steve, even though it had only been a day since they had slept and showered together. She still couldn't understand what made her want to please him sexually the way she did, but she also didn't want it to stop. All she knew was that at times when he spoke, her mind would go blank and it was like an out of body experience. But it was her body responding and she loved every second.

She pulled up to the apartment and he was already standing outside. She lowered the window and smiled up at him.

"Hello Sir, I'll drive since I know where we are going."

He smiled back, looking at her BMW. "We'll take your car, but I'll drive," he said. He opened the door for Carol and was pleased to see what she was wearing. "You look lovely in your sundress."

"Thank you, Sir." She wasn't sure why she started calling him Sir, but it felt more natural than calling him Steve.

"Are you wearing panties?"

"Yes, Sir, it is a party and other..."

Steve interrupted her "Take them off right now and put them in the glove box."

"Umm..yes, Sir," Carol was suddenly nervous. No one had ever spoke to her like that and she never thought she'd agree to it. But her hands still slide her panties down, quickly popping them into the glove box as directed.

Steve followed the GPS instructions and they got to their destination in no time.

"Nice place," he said, as he put the car in park.

"Yes, she said. "Susan's husband Brett is a doctor."

Steve opened the door for Carol. She was feeling very self- conscious without her blue panties on. What if the sunlight hit her just right and everyone could see her female form?

As they walked back to the party festivities, Carol spotted the birthday girl.

"Happy Birthday Susan! I'd like you to meet my friend from hypnosis class. This is Steve."

"Hi Steve, it is a pleasure to meet you." She shook his hand and smiled. "Carol tells me you are a college coach. I was a swimmer myself. I still am three days a week. She also tells me you were the best hypnotist in the class. Maybe you can give me a demonstration later."

"I'd love to," he said, covertly looking over her body. She might have turned forty, but she still had a tight swimmer's body and she had to have at least a 36-inch chest. He was already imagining what post hypnotic suggestions he would give her if given the opportunity.

"I have to go say hello to some other guests, but I'll be back to chat with you two in a bit," Susan said.

She walked away and Carol said, "Would you like to get drinks, Sir?" She led him to the little bar set up outside. She was quick to introduce him to some other guests that she knew.

"Steve this is..." she said every time.

"Nice to meet you," he would say, shaking hands. "Yes, I'm a coach and a hypnotist."

He was happy to play along and meet the other guests, but his mind was on Susan and what suggestions he was going to give her once her had her under hypnosis.

He thought he might not get his chance, but he heard a voice come from between Carol and himself. "Follow me you two," Susan said. "I've said hello to all the guests and want to hear more about your hypnosis class." She led them back into the house.

Susan took them into the living room, looked at Steve and said, "Work your magic that I've heard so much about."

Steve looked around and there were still people coming in and out of house, in the kitchen, using the bathroom. "Is there a place that is more private? I don't want anyone interrupting us."

"Let's go upstairs to the guest room, no one will bother us there," Susan said.

When she opened the door to the guest room, Steve thought,

Christ, this is almost as big as my fucking apartment.

Out loud, he offered an enthusiastic, "this will do nicely."

"I come in here to read and get some peace and quiet. Do you want me to lay down on the bed or sit in the chaise lounge?"

"Why don't you sit in the chaise and Carol you can lay down on the bed."

"Close your eyes," he said to Susan, going into the full relaxation technique. He knew Susan was going deeper and deeper as she was displaying all the tell-tale signs: Easy shallow breathing, no tension in her face muscles, and others. He looked at Carol to see if she was paying attention to his wording and pacing of the induction. He realized that she had gone under as well, which wasn't surprising as he'd hypnotized her before.

He moved closer to Susan making sure Carol didn't hear his suggestions. "Susan, if you find Carol attractive, nod yes."

She nodded.

"Wonderful, Carol thinks you are attractive as well. When I bring you back on the count of five and you hear my voice and only my voice say 'obedient submissive,' you will take off your shorts and you will see begin to kiss and lick Carol's pussy. Your mouth will be like an artist painting a Masterpiece.

"Once you give Carol an orgasm, you will be granted an intense, pleasurable orgasm when you ask for permission and hear the words 'Cum for Me Now Susan.' If you understand and obey, nod yes."

She again nodded approvingly.

"You stay here nice and relaxed, enjoying the peace and quiet."

He went over to Carol and whispered into her ear. "When I bring you back on the count of five and you hear my voice and my voice only say 'obedient submissive' you will lift your sundress, spread your legs and enjoy the ride.

"Remember, you must ask for permission to cum and hear the words 'Cum for Me Now Carol'. If you understand, nod yes"

Carol gave a nod.

Steve could already feel his cock getting hard in anticipation of what was to happen if he pulled this off.

"One...Two...Three...Four...Five. How do you feel?"

"That was amazing, I feel great," said Susan,

"I think I went under as well," said Carol.

"If you both went under," he said, "I guess that makes you both an obedient submissive."

Carol felt her mind go blank and her hands hiked up her sundress. At the same time, if felt like her legs were being spread by an unknown force.

Susan couldn't explain it, her mind felt like it was fogged in, but all she knew was she had to taste Carol's honey hole. She shoved down her shorts and crossed the room. Like Pavlov's dog, she salivated and quickly went to work on Carol's pussy.

Steve admired his handiwork as he dropped his pants. He didn't know exactly what Susan was doing to Carol, but he was witnessing the effects.

Carol had one hand clenching the side of the bed, and the other on Susan's head as she pushed her hips higher, struggling to get everything Susan's mouth was offering.

Steve helped himself by pushing aside Susan's panties. There was no rejection on her part when he put his hand between her legs. In fact, she spread them willingly.

He rammed his thick hard cock into Susan and she muffled a moan as she continued to give her tongue a workout on Carol's clit.

He used his hands to pull on Susan's hips so he could deliver all he had into her. It was on one particularly hard thrust the he heard two moans and Carol's voice.

"Please Sir...Please...I can't wait...Please may I cum?"

"Cum for me now, Carol."

As Carol's body shook with an orgasm, Susan lifted her head and said, "Please Sir may I cum, please Sir?"

She spoke those words not knowing exactly where they came from or why, but she knew she had to speak them.

"Cum for me now Susan."

Steve watched as Susan buried her face in between Carol's legs to muffle her moans of pleasure. Then, he filled her up with his hypnotist's seed.

He smiled as the two ladies looked at each other in a friendly, loving way. Their bliss was interrupted by a voice calling from the top of the stairs.

"Susan are you up here? We are ready to sing and cut the cake!"

"We'll be right down," she said, her face flushed. "I'm helping Carol with a wardrobe malfunction."

"Okay, try not to be long."

"My husband, always knows how to interrupt a good time," Susan said with a smile.

As they composed themselves, she quickly added, "

That,

was the best birthday present any woman could want." She kissed them both. "You know Steve, with that skill of yours, you could have an entire harem of married women at your beck and call."