Welcome to Your LIfe
"I don't think this is a great idea," James said as he got into the car.
"Stop, Allison's away for the weekend after her grandmother died, and you, well, you need to learn to loosen up," Carla said with a laugh. "So just go and learn some new stuff, she won't even know where you were. I never told her where I was going, she left so fast."
The 21-year old college senior contemplated the weekend. Definitely not a thing he would normally try, but his girlfriend did express an interest in him becoming more 'advanced' sexually. And with his girlfriend gone to attend her grandmother's funeral, and their mutual friend Carla having an extra ticket and hotel room for the event, James reluctantly agreed to tag along. But not get into things, just mostly watch and observe, maybe learn a few things if it feels right.
"I have a bad feeling, attending a SEXXXPO...." James lamented. "Definitely not my style..."
"Yeah, but it is mine," the shapely brunette replied with a sly smile. "And you, Jamie boy, need to learn some new tricks.... Allison and I talk, you know..."
"I know.. I know..." James replied, throwing his head back, resigned to his new weekend plans. "How did you get into all this stuff anyway?"
"My old roommate, she was super hot and super into this, I tagged along with her one time and here I am going every year now...," Carla answered. "I was supposed to meet her this weekend, but she decided not to last minute."
"So you asked me..." James replied.
"Yep! Good lord you need to spice things up with your girl!" Carla replied. "She is getting bored waiting for you to be adventurous, James..."
"I'm trying..." James said. "And we are sharing a room?"
"Nope, the room is all yours this weekend," Carla said with a laugh. "I have plans!"
"Should I even ask?" James countered.
"Nope! Enjoy the ride, learn some shit, have some fun!" Carla told him. "We will be there before you know it."
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"Okay, James, I updated everything in your name," Carla said, handing over a wristband and a room key. "Here is your all access wristband, keep it on all weekend- you can go anywhere you want as far as the exhibits go. And here is the room key, sixth floor, room number 13. I'll see you around I think, if not, well we meet in this very spot Sunday night, 6pm."
"I don't know, Carla, I think I should just take a bus back to campus," James lamented.
"Look, if you don't try something, Allison is going to be gone," Carla warned. "Don't do this for you, do this for her. She's bored as fuck with you, just to be honest. Oh, and this is SEXXXPO, weird shit happens, don't ask too many questions, just roll with things. OK, here is my weekend plan! Hot isn't she?"
"Ok ok..." the college student said as he watched his ride walk over to a perfectly made up woman in all black.
"What the fuck.."
James watched as the normally outgoing, dark haired coed stopped dead in her tracks, as if frozen in place- as the stunning woman in black held up her hand allowing a small pendant falling downward. One finger snap later, Carla's head was in her chest, and as the college girl finally looked up, James noticed that Carla's normally expressive and pretty face was blank, her eyes vacant. The beautiful woman in black stopped, just for a moment as the pair walked right on by him. A blank looking Carla trailed behind and also stopped.
"Enjoy your weekend, darling," the woman said to James, who stared at her as she stood face to face with him, running her red painted nail across his chin and cheek. "Don't worry, she will too, and she will see you back here Sunday night, I promise. This is SEXXPO, honey, have lots of fun."
Carla never looked up, singularly focused on the woman standing before her holding the pendant.
"Say goodbye, Carla, dear," the woman instructed.
"Goodbye," Carla said in a flatlined monotone, an empty smile on her face.
"Come, Carla," the woman said, holding the pendant up as she stepped away, the college coed dutifully following.
James watched as the pair walked to the elevators, not saying a word, but shaking his head as if he were trying to shake a dream from his thoughts.
"What the fuck was that...." He muttered, taking his bag to the elevators. "Welcome to SEXXPO I guess..."
Once in the room, he placed the small bag he brought on the chair, as he fumbled through the options available in the convention space in his welcome packet.
"I don't know what any of these things are," he said to himself. "Maybe just go see what looks interesting."
The college student, now in his last semester of college, put on the wristband and walked to the elevators to get to the exhibition floors, which he realized were guarded based on the need for a wristband.
On the exhibit floor, he was waved in as he displayed his wristband. And what was the first thing he saw- that stunningly beautiful woman from the lobby, with a now changed Carla in tow, a black leash attached to a purple collar around her neck. From the distance he was at, Carla still looked blank, and her outfit was new. Sleeveless tight white top, no bra, ample breasts pushing out the V at the neck. Plaid skirt of black and purple. Garter belt holding up black fishnet stockings to mid thigh. Purple heeled boots that had 4 inch heels.
"Carla?!?..." James thought, as he watched the pair make their way to a door, ducking inside before James could catch up. "What the hell...I guess I will see what games Carla is into..."
Several moments later, James found himself at the very same door, where a large man with a very business-like demeanor asked to see wristbands for entry to the room with the sign "Erotic Hypnosis".
"And that's 75," the large man said as he saw James' wristband. "You're the last guest here for this show. Sit down and wait for the show to start."
People were mostly seated already, the college student noticed. He did see Carla walking through a door across the fairly large space, which was set up like an amphitheater, chairs in a circular pattern in rows with a microphone and two chairs, both plastic covered on a tarp that nearly matched the color of the carpeting, facing the audience. As James got to the door he saw Carla, and the mystery woman walking through, he was stopped cold, by an even bigger human than the one at the front door.
"No entry, talent and guests of talent only," the man said flatly, his thick hand on James' chest.
"Take your seat and enjoy the show, or I can remove you from the room."
"I'll sit down now...." the younger, smaller man mumbled, noticing only one seat, right in front of the microphone, was open. James thought of leaving, but in that instant the doors to the room closed and that large man counting stood in front of it, arms crossed.
James took the empty chair, then fidgeted in his seat, wondering what he had gotten himself into. The doors were now all closed and the lights went dim. A male voice could be heard in the room.
"Ladies and gentlemen, submissives, dominants and every one in between, welcome your first presenter, hypnoteuse extraordinaire, Beautiful Bianca Black!"
James' heart skipped a beat as he saw the woman who met Carla walk to the microphone right in front of him. She looked in the front row and nodded at James, and gave him a sultry wink. The college student shivered in his seat.
"Well a full house on opening night! How fun for all of you to arrive here to watch and learn about hypnosis," Bianca said smoothly. James listened and thought if there was a hypnotic voice, it had to be hers. Smooth. Melodic. Easy.