The Renter

It was the third applicant today responding to the ad John had posted for a rental. The small cottage behind his house was a perfect studio apartment in a prime location, only a short walk to the ocean. The first two set appointments to see the vacancy later in the week, the woman standing before him decided to respond in person.

She likely stood around five feet, wore a red sun dress with flowers on it that laced up the front. She appeared to be of some Asian decent, yet her accent he could not quite place. At times he thought it might be British or even Aussie, but her 'V's' sounded almost like 'W's" when she spoke which confused him. She had full red lips and an ample bosom that made him make sure he maintained eye contact.

"So here's the room...um..." he looked in askance of her name.

"I prefer Ms. Wilde," she smiled back at him.

"Ah, Ms. Wilde then," he motioned her into the cottage, "feel free to look around and see if you like."

She walked inside while he waited in the doorway. It did not take long to view the whole space, but she took her time looking through the bathroom and examining the new air conditioner he had installed.

"Does this work?" her hand motioned towards the new unit.

"Yes, I just had that put in. The heat won't bother you a bit."

She looked around for another few moments, "I think I would like to rent it."

"Okay, if you don't mind coming into the house and filling out a background check we can get the process started." He held his hand out in the direction of the back door to his house.

He led her inside his house and to his dining room table," please have a seat I'll only be moment."

As she took a seat at the table he quickly went into the kitchen to where he had left the stack of background applications. Past experience had made him wary enough to ask for thorough checks on anyone he rented to. Returning to where she sat at the table he handed her the form and a pen," if you don't mind filling this out, I've had some bad experiences in the past with renters. Never can be to careful," he said almost apologetically.

"Oh it's no problem," she replied making him wonder again at her accent.

"Where are you from if you don't mind me asking?"

"I was living in England until recently," her attention on the paper.

"What do you do for a living?"

She looked up at him, "I'm a hypnotherapist," she smiled warmly.

"Trouble with addiction, that sort of thing?"

"Sometimes," her eyes were back on the paper, "sometimes I help with stress relief, help people to sleep."

"Oh man, maybe I need to come see you then," he said shaking his head," I always seem to have trouble sleeping."

She looked up at him again, taking his measure, "you look a little stressed. Sometimes that's all it is. People like to control everything instead of just letting go and allowing things to happen."

"And that's where hypnosis comes in? Helping them let go?"

"If you have a little time I could show you," she offered.

"Like hypnotize me?"

Her smile went straight up into her eyes, "I promise you'll enjoy it. If you just listen and do as I say I will help you to sleep very deeply."

He paused as he stared at the pretty young woman smiling at him and decided, "why not? What do I have to do?"

Looking around her eyes settled on a recliner he had with a foot rest, "I would like you to sit in that chair," she pointed towards it as she stood up. He walked over and sat down in the chair as she indicated.

She had followed him and as he put his feet on the foot rest she stood right in front of him, "good, now it's very important that you listen and do what I tell you, understand?"

"Yes," he responded.

"That's good, you do what I tell you," she began to slowly move her hands up making fluttering motions with her fingers, "now I want you to take a deep breath in for me, good now hold it...and breath it out slowly." Her voiced had softened as she spoke and he started to breathe as she directed him as he watched her hands.

"That's good, breathe in and feel yourself start to relax. Your are going to feel the relaxation settle throughout your body and I will make you feel good, that's right. Breathe in slowly, good and hold it. No release it nice and slow. You do what I tell you to do. I want you to let go now. The control you are holding onto makes you so stressed. Let go of your control and sink for me, don't think, just sink. That's right, let go of that control. Your body is relaxing for me."

She started to make a circling motion with one of her index fingers, "now I want you to pick out a spot and stare at it for me. It can be here," she indicated a flower on her dress," or anything spot you feel comfortable."

His eyes were following her finger which circled a space right in front of her cleavage. Suddenly the hand snapped and the sound caused a tingling sensation that moved through his body, "that's right, just stare at that spot now," his eyes locked on to her ample cleavage," You do as I tell you and it feels good. Sink for me," the hand snapped again," go deeper now. Sink, don't think, just sink. You mind goes blank for me."

He noticed how relaxed he felt. His body had a warm tingle to it as he tried to follow her words.

"That's right, sink and go blank. Blank mind, blank mind, sink and go blank. You do what I tell you and it feels good. You can't help but feel good doing what I tell you. The deeper you sink for me the better you feel," another finger snap. "You feel so good when you here me snap my fingers and it makes you go deeper for me so you can feel even better. Feeling so good doing what I tell you to do. It makes you want to obey me. Obedience is pleasure. That's right, obedience is pleasure."

He could hear her voice, but the only thing occupying his mind now was the pleasurable feeling he felt. It had turned from warm relaxation to something almost sexual in nature.

He felt gentle hot breath on the right side of his face, "That's right, obedience is pleasure. I make you feel so good," again she snapped and the hot breath brushed the right side of his face, "so relaxed and deep for me. Sink," another snap, "go deeper. It feels so good to go so deep for me. Obedience is pleasure. You obey me and it feels so good. Go deeper for me," yet another snap and the pleasure he felt began to magnify in his groin.

"Obedience is pleasure. You want to please me and go deep for me. You want to make me happy because it feels so good to please me. You want to please me. You want to make me happy. That's right go deeper now," the snapping of her fingers made him wish for even more. "You want me to be closer to you because you will want to be obedient for me because obedience is pleasure. You want me to be near so you can make me happy. Obedience is pleasure. You do what I tell you. Now go deeper and sink. That's right sleep for me..."

The words were fuzzy in his mind drowned out by the intensity of the pleasure running through him. Her words and snaps sent near orgasmic tremors through his crotch as her soft voice assaulted his mind. He found himself somewhere in a twilight state of pleasure. He could hear her words, but he could not always comprehend what she was saying until finally he felt himself drift off into blackness.

He slowly opened his eyes and realized he was in the recliner and had drifted off. Looking over at the clock on the wall he noticed several hours had passed. He remembered the hypnosis somewhat, but a lot of it was fuzzy. As he got out of the chair he noticed he felt more refreshed and relaxed than he had in a while.

Wandering over to the dining room table he looked over the application and for some reason decided he would call her tomorrow and offer her the rental. She was a nice young woman after all and he was sure it would make her happy to have a place near the beach.