You can read the whole series in Non-Consent/Reluctance:
Good Old Lazenby, Chapter 1, Grads and Donors: The professors Lazenby match attractive grad students with wealthy bursary donors who want to have sex with them. Sandra Weston is hypnotized and used by both of the Lazenbys.
Student Bodies, Chapter 1, Sex with the Grads: Sandra Weston is researching Multiple Personalities. She receives a bursary as a Marker for The Professor, then Sandra is hypnotized and used as a sex toy by both Natalia and donor, June Hendricks.
Student Bodies, Chapter 2, Two Cougars for Marty: Martin Benning receives a bursary for his doctoral thesis research on Mind Control. Put under hypnosis, he serves as personal sex machine for both Natalia and June Hendricks.
Sex Toy Wife
Sandie Weston was changing in many ways.
During the past month, she had quickly become a much more sexual person than she had been at the beginning of the semester. In fact, she had become a sex toy.
Sandie was a graduate student in Psychology at a prestigious university. A petite and attractive blonde, she was married to Ben, a rookie cop. Six or seven weeks ago, both Sandie and another student, Martin Benning, had secured generous bursaries through the Lazenbys, popular professors in the department. Unknown to either student, Natalia Lazenby was hypnotizing them, then indulging in sex. Her husband and donor June Hendricks were getting plenty of them too.
Very recently, when Sandie stepped from the shower, all of her pubic curls were gone. Now her delicate pink folds stood out prominently from the smooth flow of skin across her mid-section. Of course, her husband Ben liked it, but he had to ask why. The answer he received reflected the new woman emerging from his wife.
"Love the new look, baby. But, what's going on with you?"
"I'm just feeling so hot, so sexy these days! I can't explain it. Why not take advantage of it right now? Let's fuck, Ben!"
Ben wasn't going to turn down an offer like that, though he had to wonder why his wife was acting like this. He appreciated Sandie's ramped-up desire for sex. Some days she would meet him at the door and practically drag him to the bedroom. Her pussy always seemed to be drenched, as if she had sex on her mind all day. In bed, Sandie was more vocal and seemed to have more intense orgasms than Ben could recall.
Something else that brought Ben's attention to changes in his wife was a large bag full of clothing which Sandie had collected from the closet and her drawers. She was going to drop it off at the charity drop box by the university.
"What's in that big garbage bag beside the entry door?" Ben had asked.
"Old clothes for charity. There's enough money now, so I'm upgrading. All my old stuff is either too long or too baggy. Shorter and tighter fitting skirts and blouses are more fashionable."
"Can we afford this now? I know you have that assistantship and I'm working, but..."
"Believe me, we can afford it. The Hendricks keep us well provided-for."
She wasn't going to tell him about the $250 cash envelopes which The Professor had passed on to her a few more times since the first one. This generosity always surprised her, but she didn't want Ben grilling her about the money again. The Hendricks were wealthy and generous people. Why couldn't he just leave it at that?
When she had mentioned to The Professor that she'd be shopping for new clothes with the latest envelope, Natalia offered to go with her. She wanted to get put herself deeper into the young woman's life to gain a firmer hold on her. Sandie felt that she couldn't really refuse, so The Professor picked her up one weekday afternoon.
The Professor could always be persuasive, and she knew that her graduate student was easily suggestible. By the time they were finished, Sandie had a rather short skirt, a fitted dress with a low scooped neckline, a semi-shear blouse, and some tiny, silky underthings. Natalia suggested that Sandra wear these items when she came to the house on Wednesday afternoons.
There was one change in Sandie which Ben missed. Instead of telling him about her visits to the Lazenby house, she scarcely mentioned it anymore. He wasn't even sure if she was going there at all. She was keeping it from him to avoid his inevitable interrogation, of course, but there was something else too- a subtle undercurrent that she wasn't even aware of herself.
Sandie didn't want Ben to be suspicious about the Lazenbys or the Hendricks. They were nice people. They were good to her. Yes, they were on her side, and Sandie felt inclined to take their side too. However, Ben was not in agreement, seemingly suspicious of them with the questions he asked her.
Psychologists would say that she had bonded with the Lazenbys and Hendricks, allying her interests with theirs. Although the two couples were sexually using her, that fact lay buried in her subconscious mind. She had no conscious knowledge of it.
During the six or seven weeks since Sandie received her bursary, Ben became very busy with his career. He took some additional training to enhance his future prospects to become a police detective. Some of this work was in the evenings, and occasionally even a half day on Saturday.
Anytime he and Sandie were together, it was either for more sex or a short interval between trysts. It was like an extended second honeymoon! Ben had never had so much fucking, and in such variety. The woman seemed insatiable. Ben's misgivings about the Lazenbys and June Hendricks were soon forgotten as he rode this pleasurable wave.
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In the meantime, The Professor had been experimenting with different methods to bring Sandra and Martin under her complete control. Starting with a clock pendulum in her office, she had moved on to slowly counting steps up the back staircase. Then, she found that both of them easily succumbed to a very short period of quiet relaxation while imagining a restful paradise.
With each technique it had become easier. They were both so suggestible now, that Natalia had only to lock eyes with them for five or six seconds. Then they were hers to do with as she chose. She always chose sex. With hypnosis she got into their subconscious minds, where she planted persuasive ideas and nurtured them. Sandra blossomed as her little sex toy. Martin became her fucking machine.
During this time, The Professor had enjoyed many sessions with Sandie, sometimes with Old Lazenby either watching or participating. She had captured the young woman's body in erotic photos that she felt were her best ever. Photography was always followed by sex; in fact, only Ben was spending more time in bed with his wife than Natalia Lazenby.
There were souvenir photos in the bedroom too. One afternoon, while Gerry plied the young woman in a variety of positions, his wife used the Nikon. Sandie was so responsive, and so obedient, that with his little blue pill, Old Lazenby felt young again. But there was one hard and fast rule. He must never come in her, except perhaps her mouth. It was too dangerous to have her return home carrying evidence of sex.
Recently, The Professor had allowed June Hendricks to return to bed with Sandie too. June used her to indulge in some favourite exhibitionist fantasies. Sometimes she would tell Sandra to masturbate for her while she watched. At other times, June would reverse this, with Sandie watching her in the big bedroom mirror.
Over a month and a half, Sandie had a great deal of sex with the Lazenbys and June. She took intense physical pleasure in it, always experiencing incredibly powerful orgasms. But after she went home, there was no conscious memory of how or what she had performed. All of it was stored deep in her subconscious mind, and it remained locked there. Would it ever re-emerge?
Each visit ended in the same way. June or Old Lazenby would quietly leave, Mrs Hendricks hiding her gift envelopes in the knife drawer. Natalia would help Sandie get straightened up and dressed. She would lead the still-hypnotized student into either her office or the library where there would be a pile of already-corrected work. Then she would be brought back to the present.
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One afternoon about five or six weeks into Sandie's assistantship, she knocked, then entered The Professor's campus office.
"Good, Sandra, you remembered to come here today instead of the house. Please have a seat there," the Professor said, pointing to her comfortable chair beside her desk. "Don't you look nice today! Your new clothes suit you perfectly!"
