**This part is told from hypnotist Jay's perspective and picks up immediately after part 1**
"Sleep!" I commanded with a snap of my fingers. Abigail's eyes rolled back into her head as her knees buckled and she collapsed into my arms. I gently picked her up and laid her down on the bed.
She was definitely a good catch.
I had a pretty good con going for me here. I did hypnotism shows on these cruises rather frequently. Every now and then I'd see a hot woman sitting by herself. I always pulled the old "do you think this is fake" line. I'd do a rapid induction and make them do something funny. I had Abigail come up on stage and pretend to be a school Principal and yell at all of us for being too loud and disruptive. I had her screw around on stage for a little longer and then I "unhypnotized" her.
While removing her triggers I quietly installed a suggestion for me to come see me after the show. After I collected my tips and talked with some of the audience members, Abigail showed up. I put her in a light trance and gave her the instructions to tell me where her cabin was, and that once I arrived she'd desire nothing more than to please me. I reinforced the trigger after I showed up and the rest is history.
I had been doing this for years and nobody knew a thing.
I looked at Abigail's sleeping, naked body. She wasn't actually asleep, just in deep trance. I ran my hand across her torso and grabbed one of her gorgeous boobs. I squeezed it and played with her nipples a bit. I kissed her even though she was too deeply entranced to kiss me back. I ran my hand down her soft, tan leg and gently
kissed the sole of her foot.
I gave her instructions to wake up and go through her normal nightly routine before going to sleep. I made sure she would have the best sleep of her life and for her to text me in the morning. I set her suggestion so that the slam of the door would trigger her. I grabbed my things, dressed myself, and walked out.
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I woke up the next morning bright and early. The ship was pulling into port at Nassau. I was free until my afternoon show and I looked at my phone, and sure enough there was the text.
Good morning master.
Good morning slave. I responded.
I instructed her to get breakfast for two sent to her room. My room wasn't nearly as nice as hers was. It was free so I shouldn't complain, but it had no windows, a twin bed that was held up by chains, and a horrible bathroom. I only came back here at night so the other staff wouldn't notice me spending my time in the guest quarters.
I got dressed and walked across the ship to Abigail's room. I knocked and she quickly answered.
"Good morning sir." she was wearing a white bathrobe and I doubted there was anything underneath that.
"Good morning baby. Is breakfast here?" I walked into the room and kissed her. She reached down and began rubbing the outside of my pants.
"Yes sir. I was waiting for you to get here before I ate."
"Good girl." I said. She smiled and shivered with pleasure ever so slightly.
She had set the food up on the small table on the balcony. I walked out there and sat down. Abigail reached around me to grab the cloth napkin and tucked it into my shirt
collar.
"Is there anything I can do for you sir?" She asked.
I pulled her in for a kiss. "A shoulder massage would be great." I suggested.
She smiled. "Ok!"
I ate the breakfast of eggs, bacon, fruit, and waffles while she rubbed my shoulders. She squeezed and rubbed hard, clearly she had some experience.
