From news.ICSI.Net!news.sprintlink.net!europa.chnt.gtegsc.com!newsfeed.internetmci.com!EU.net!news.eunet.fi!anon.penet.fi Sun Jan 7 13:12:31 1996 Message-ID: <181357Z04011996@anon.penet.fi> Path: news.ICSI.Net!news.sprintlink.net!europa.chnt.gtegsc.com!newsfeed.internetmci.com!EU.net!news.eunet.fi!anon.penet.fi Newsgroups: alt.sex.stories From: an411379@anon.penet.fi X-Anonymously-To: alt.sex.stories Organization: Anonymous forwarding service Reply-To: an411379@anon.penet.fi Date: Thu, 4 Jan 1996 18:06:45 UTC Subject: FZ Story - Highway Hypnotist [hyp, Mdom, mast, etc.]-in 7 sections Lines: 536 Chapter 6, Part B Her breaths sounded like sighs now. Her face was an erotic study! As her lips barely moved with her murmurs, her eyelids were flushed dark, and they looked as fluttery as if she'd been given an anesthetic; her pupils roved searchingly between flurries of blinking, as her brows arched and strained upwards to try to hold them open. Full voice now, I told her: "The trance has begun. You're entering trance already, and you should continue to talk out loud, it will help deepen you. Finish your eyes now and let your awareness drift..." "...So heavy, I can't hold... cannn't hollld... heavierr, drooping down, down, closinggg... ahh" **Feels good to close, feels like John's stroking them closed...** "Oh, I'm so heavyyy.. so heavyy... I feel your fingers stroking my eyelids, heavier, making me feel so drowsyyy..." My own fingers were themselves stroking... stroking a thick staff of heavy flesh, nosing its spongy pink snout up into the open, teased and nurtured by my caresses. **I love stroking feelings, it's drowsy and sexy, drowsy and sexy... I can give up to the feelings... everything is so good...** Aloud I murmured quietly: "Head is heavy..." She responded. "Feel the hand stroking my armmm... so good, making my arm soo heavy, making my arms go to sleep, and... and... ahhh my head is sinking down into deep sleep, deeper and... annnn..." Her head now began a series of small jerks, as from one falling unknowingly asleep in public. Lower and lower her beautiful, blank face sank with each increment of her surrender! Faster and faster my encircling hand grabbed and pulled at the smooth, hot dry flesh in response! Too fast! I yanked my hand away, annoyed at myself. "Fool! I can jerk off like a bozo anytime!" I thought. "Save it for Rose!" I flicked my member sharply with a fingertip, and the naughty fellow saw reason, at least for a moment! I whispered: **I must be ready to surrender, yes, the feeling of lovely surrender is getting stronger, John loves it when I talk about surrendering my body to hypnosis...** "Rose," I said in a deep voice, and her head now just flopped all the way down onto her bosom. "Rose, your voice will tell you what you must do... what you are feeling deep within you now..." "Yes... I am giving in more and more to hypnosis, more.. and more... every word I say puts me so deep into hypnosis, it feels like you're stroking me... you're making me want to go into hypnosis so much... feels like your voice controls me and I want to feel controlled and I want to go way downnn deep into h-hyp... into hyppp... down... dowwww..." Another whisper. **Surrender to John is arousing me. I may just have to give in to my urges, soon I won't be able to resist them...** "Now you may tell yourself whatever you honestly feel, Rose," I urged. I didn't know how to hold myself back much longer, the hot blood had engorged me again to replete fullness, and the ache in my testicles was already strong! "I feelll... I can't believe how goood I feel, as if you were stroking me... all my arms and legs and shoulders and eyes feel stroked and soothed... sooooothing..." Her lips pursed to enunciate "sooothing," and out from my cockhead dribbled a first of what was to be several driblets, I kept my hands on the wheel, and glanced down to watch the pale lubricant burbling up and trickling down the dark rosy helmet. **I want to sleep in the nude now.** I hissed. "Johnnnyyy..." came her low croon, "Johnnnyyy..." "Yes Rosie..." I hummed in return. "I'm so sleepy that I want to take off all these things, all these things and just... I don't know, just float and be deeply relaxed... would it be all right?" I now challenged her trance. "My eyes would see your body, dear, because I love to look at it, Rose; anything YOU want is all right, you're the one deep in a hypnotic state now." "Yesss... allll my things..." Her hands stirred and dreamily began undoing her blouse, letting her breasts push out as the lapels fell back, began pushing the shorts down over the creamy flesh. "Umm... hard to move, feel so heavy..." I reached over and slid her shorts down to her feet, and she daintily lifted one foot, then the other, free of the encumbrance. I had to stop the van, the strip show had left me unable to concentrate on the road! I'd seen an exit sign; I had to "hold out" four more miles though! **I'm starting to feel naughty, little by little,** I implanted, **I can pretend he does have those rays in his eyes, and then I can pretend I'm just in his power... and then I can do or say whatever I want!** "Ohh, Johnnn..." she breathed, "it's sooo niice... I never thought hypnotism could feeell so nice... can I stay asleep forever?" Her legs again were stretched beyond my vision, but not her bosom! the luscious hillocks slid about under their sling as she stretched her upper torso and rotated her shoulders. **I can smell him... it's like a heavy perfume, I can tease him, if he likes that... I want to play helpless, it's getting me excited...** She smiled like a contented cat. **I'll even tell him some little secrets, yes, he'll love to hear about all my deep secret sexy things, I want more and more to arouse him...** "Can I open my eyes now?" came the little girl- voice that shot straight down my spine and up through my fleshy column. "Only when you're so very deeply hypnotized that you don't even think you are hypnotized," I now improvised. "Only when you have made yourself completely aware of your state." "Oh..." she sighed, "I could go deeper if you looked at me with your eyes, Johnny..." "All right, Rose," I breathed, speaking quietly now because I'd reached that point where every event seemed somehow connected to my balls... at last! here came the intersection, thank God! "I'm sure that you want to experience the powerful rays pouring out of my eyes, to put you deeper." "Y-yess!" she breathed, "oh, yes, I know you're looking all over my body, and I like it, Johnny, I can't even stop liking it anymore, it's getting me a little excited, is that all right?" Her torso was grinding now, all her parts seemed to be gently in continuous motion... "When you feel the car stop, Rose, then it'll be safe for me to look at you. Completely." I saw her bosoms catch in their seductive orbit, then resume. "Then you can hypnotize yourself even deeper using my eyes. All right..." I husked, "I'm going to park off the road a bit, we're all alone, and no one can see us." As I parked in the shade of the interstate overpass, I HOPED we would be left alone! There wasn't much traffic. I left the engine and the AC running, and finally put it in PARK. Before I told her to open her eyes I gave her what I hoped would be her final "cues"... **I want badly to be hypnotically seduced. I know that John wants badly to seduce me. I must have it, and I feel daring now that I need it so much, I think I would do anything he suggests.** And now I tracked my own chair back as far as it would slide, so we were more face-to-face, angled inwards towards the other, and said, "When you are ready, your eyes can open, but if they remain a little heavy, a little humid and moist it's very erotic for me." "I know you feel erotic Johnny, I feel so free now, may I open my heavy heavy eyelids just a bit?" asked the little girl. "I will allow them to open," I granted, and watched her lids flutter and blink their way to about half-mast. I heard her reassure herself almost in a whisper: "Gently... gently open just a bit, be careful to stay asleep, I can do it, I can stay asleep while my eyes... opennn... yesss... I can see you now, I'd better just look only at you... only at..." Her breath caught again as her dreamy gaze caught sight of a length of paper towelling which I had just draped over the flaming totem jutting upwards from my lap. I saw her slide her eyes carefully up and away from the obvious, and when they met mine I was careful at first to keep my own gaze almost averted. "I will allow you to decide what should happen, Rose," I said. "From looking at you though, you are certainly profoundly hypnotized right now. And you look so lovely, rose! so aroused that I might bring you to a crest just by examining you with my eyes." "Ohhh, I'd like that now... I think I'm all ready for your eyes... I feel so... I want to TRY things... please, Johnny, it's all so new! I'm ready for you to look.." Indeed, I thought I could feel the heat radiating across the compartment from her flesh, and my nostrils were screaming "LUST! Attention, male, LUST alert!" **I've decided to give up completely now, I can't help it ,** I whispered, adding aloud: "Now, Rose, I want to tell you what you will experience. Are you listening carefully?" "Yes.... yes... I'm ready, truly I am!" "I must tell you that you're now very susceptible to the power in my gaze. Your eyes will at first feel locked onto mine, then it will be as if your whole mind and body were floating quickly up, all weightless and helpless, just pulled right into them and you might feel a wonderful dizziness, and while you experience this surrender, nothing will exist but eyes. Nothing will exist, and then when you hear a voice say loudly 'I am completely open to you my master,' you will return to your body and we will begin satisfying your needs. DO YOU UNDERSTAND?" I said forcefully. Her breathing quickened, her tits jiggling in their bright green halter. "Yes... do it... do it..." Then I raised my face, opened my eyes and took her. "Ohh..ohhwohhhwohhh..." came wrenching from her as her eyelids shot up wide as a terrified baby doe's, and I moved forward and up out of my seat and brought my face smoothly right up close to hers, and all her wriggling and fidgeting stopped as her arms dangled down at her sides, splayed open and listless, but her panting sounded like the last stages of a Lamaze exercise, out of which I soon heard her trying to speak. "I-I-I-I am completely open to you my master!" she burst out, almost in a shout, between her clenched teeth. I held her chin. "Relax, you are floating in hypnotic space, your voice is deep and heavy and completely obedient, repeat your phrase." Her jaw loosening, she repeated it. **I want to make him lust for me, I'll tempt him, I'll stretch and display, I feel so open and ready now...** I whispered. I sat back. "And here we are back, now, Rosie," I said commandingly. "We're back from space again, just we two. Your arms are splayed out from your sides, your legs have begun a faint trembling, your flesh is full and hot in your tight confinement, and I am trembling myself as I begin to survey your hot tight flesh, tell me where my eyes are stroking you, tell me about your sensitive, responsive flesh." "Oh... oh... my eyes... looking into my eyes... I feel hot..." I broke our gazes now and made theatrically sure my new direction was clear. "My shoulder... feels like sunbathing, hot and tingly mmmm... I want to stretch for your eyes, under my arms, ooo like a warm breeze I get very stimulated there..." Her hands were lifted sensuously up behind her head now, like a 1940s pin-up. "Yes I see your muscles flex and stretch, yet your warm flesh is so beautifully curved and folds so prettily, feel my gaze right in the folding of your arm." I was trying to respond to her erogenous cues. The Eye moved on. "You'll be able to speak to your lovers from this moment forward about your likes and your wants, shall I look just behind and under your ear, at the smooth, strong neck, and the tiny tiny hairs lying so soft right under your ear?" "Mmm-hmmm, but look under my arms just another minute, please?" "Oh yes, I see the lovely short fur there, are they sensitive?" "I feel all on fire, John, I can tell you now, can't I? I'm feeling very, VERY good, Johnny, please brush your lips under my muscle, please?" Of course I obliged, it was like leaning into a narcissistic Centerfold girl, she was stretching her neck, twisting sideways observing her armpit as my cheek and lip began to graze up and down. I was so close to her breasts again, and her soft hills were now so temptingly near! and I saw the wantonness of the nipples echoing my own outcropping . "I'm breathing in your second most intimate scent now," I sang into her receptive ear, "the scent as sweet as heather but with your own salty tang..." and I tongued the moist, salty underfur lightly, looking down along her sides to observe her quiver. "And now my eyes are drawn... drawn to..." "Yes, look at my chest, I can't wait, please look, look, oh oh I feel it, I feel it, I feel it they're aching Johnny you can look, please, look h-h-hard right... mmm!" "I want to see you now, Rosie, keep your hands behind your head, you know how arousing you are to a man, it makes you aroused too. Say whatever you want, it's like poetry, my darling Rosie, ask to show me, to show me your..." The tits lifted toward my eyes, then, with each huffed exhalation, they jiggled back downward as my hands brushed up and down into and over her armpits. "You can look at my titties now, pleasssse..." She was crooning or mewing gently, watching my ardent gaze lighting first on one breast, then the other. Her lips were parted so sweetly, looking bee-stung, her eyes drooping with erotic heaviness as she rotated her shoulders luxuriously into my caresses. I was receiving "Final Warning Notices" in red from my groin, but I'd never, EVER experienced anything like what was happening to me now! "Keep your hands behind your head and push out those hot titties towards me, Rosie, I love your titties, and your... unh... your deep sensitive nipples, you're teasing me, but when your titties feel my... unnh... my gaze you'll... Oh God, Rose, I'm looking right up into your nipples now, unhh... oh talk to me darling, you're making me... making me..." I had untied her thongs, releasing her soft mammaries to bounce freely, but they did not! Her arm position and her own hot blood had stiffened their flesh somewhat, the blue-veined traceries seemed very pronounced against the mottled redness of her blushes, and those nipples! If I die, I want always to remember those nipples, and their surrounds, gnarly and puckered as an old man's fist, deep purple, poking far up from her blush- cream flesh, anxiously questing toward my open-mouthed wonder-filled gaze. "Look h-hard at them!" she said, in a high monotone, "I think I'm... I think I'mm going... I'mm goingggto, oh please no, oh please no, ohnnn please nooo..." Her abdomen stiffened, her nostrils flared, her neck tendons stood out, but in my imagination her nipples were vibrating, they were stiffening further, they were sending out thin jets of... thin jets of scalding... jetssss... My loins ached as I spewed out my seed over my shorts, underwear, upholstery; my knee felt a few droplets as I braced my palms against her ribs, feasting my watering eyes on her glory, now tearing my glance away to stare as ardently into her half-closed eyes as I could, to husk out: **He's commanding me to let go. I'm having an orgasm now. I'm trembling and coming. I love it.** How her eyes snapped open, then closed tightly! How her nipples bored into my palm as she pressed her titties up into my caress! How the breath caught and whistled through her up-tilted nostrils as my lips now possessed her sweet mouth, my tongue gaining instant admittance to stab and swirl round her own! How she moaned as my palm swept over and over the marble-hard protrusions, flicking them, rubbing against them, sliding down her taut stomach, soft and curvy no more but hard with her crisis, how it fluttered and clenched as she moaned "comingcomingcoming" into my tender mouth! "Go with it all the way, darling," I crooned once finding my breath again, my cock softening an dipping into a slimy puddle of its own making against my thigh. I pulled her unresisting hands down to hold against her belly... "Come as much as you want... come deeply now." "Yes, commme, commme..." she continued, rolling her pelvis into my free hand. Her swim thong was now completely encased between the florid pink folds, buried deeply in her humid crevice, and I simply untied and pulled the aromatic wisp of fabric away, and held her hip gently, as a trainer would calm a thoroughbred after a mighty race. Her knees pressed tightly together, and I didn't disturb them as I saw her quiet convulsions diminish slowly, and her head cease its flailing. "I will possess you again this day, my darling." Her abdomen fluttered again, but her eyes remained tightly shut. "You want me to share all your secret sexual thoughts and desires, and you will babble them helplessly to me if I command you. Inhale deeply. Yes. Smell that musk. Your nostrils pull in my own scent, darling." My hands press hers into her sweat-beaded belly, and gently move up once again to cup and treasure her adorable bosoms. "The sight of you alone pulled the seed straight out of my manhood." I watched her face. "The sight of you made my Cock Shoot Off." I felt her tits quiver. "My DICK got thick and hard and squirted out just from seeing your gorgeous tits!" She moaned lightly, and her tits surged up against my hands again. "Yes, my little helpless hypnotic slave," I tried, "you want to be dominated, you like that talk eh? My Thick Cock squirting up your armpits, right into your pits, right over your tits, are you going to come again while I talk dirty to you? What are you feeling now, my little slut? Stretch your arms back behind you and waggle those hot tits at me. That's right, waggle those hot titties; you're so deeply hypnotized, tell me what you feel down here. Tell Me!" Her contractions were resuming, more jerkily now, as I kneaded those tits and pinched the still-firm nipples gently. "I'm hot, I'm HOT!" she hissed back at me, as if the words were dragged reluctantly out past her tense lips. "I'm so... I'm..." "This dirty talk just Tit...Till...Ates you, doesn't it?" I said, firmly. "Your nipples are hard, and you feel real... horny... that's right, jiggle harder, jiggle your legs too, you're horny right between your legs, I control you completely! Later you're going to come begging your master to shove his Big Thick Dick right between those legs, aren't you? You're going to strut your horny butt for your master's eyes, you're going to kneel, and push that hot ass right up into my face and beg to feel my hot cock, my hot cock slide right up those cheeks..." She was into another orgasmic series already. I moved my face up, sucked and bit her nipples and she cried out. Slid up further, shoved my mouth against her sweat- soaked armpit, licked and tickled her armpit and neck and ear, breathed hard into her ear, slickened her neck and shoulder with saliva, ran my tongue right up the front of her clenched face, over her squinting eyelids, jammed my tongue tip between her lips, forced her jaw open and mashed her lips flat with mine. "Look in my eyes! Tell me now, little slave, babble out to me as you come and come to my command!" I ordered. "You will beg me to Fuck you. To fuck you in right into that..." Her eyes opened, and her taut throat released its burden with a harsh caw. "Fuck me in my pussy! My pussy! I'm coming, it's heaven, I'm coming over and over, oh John, oh master, make me comemakemecome..." "Deeper than Pussy, slave! You Want Master In Your Hot, Deep... Cunt! Say CUNT!" She did so, over and over, now crooning, now shouting, now gasping as my mouth slid all the way down to the above-named apparatus, and savaged all her parts in ways more suited to the sluttiest pornography than this delicate work of literature! * * * Under an unnamed interstate viaduct, passing motorists could see a maroon van conversion parked in the shade. Its tinted windows gave no clue as to the interior. And what about that interior scene? Had they possessed the old X-Ray Glasses at around 2 PM that day, they would have observed: That the rear portion of the van was packed with luggage and strange-looking gear. The two front seats were unoccupied. The mid-portion of the roomy van was now a bed. Propped up against the rear partition, a man lay naked, his legs out in front of him, bent at the knee. Against his thighs were pressed two female buttocks, belonging to his hypnotized lover. She was facing him, reclining a bit, with her own knees bent open draped over his. Her sex was pushing up against his own. Closer inspection would cause our observer to cream his jeans almost immediately! My cock, only semi-erect, was shiny with her lust-liquid that she was even now spreading from the thick, very thick protrusion of her inner and outer labia. My dick was nearly enfolded lengthways by those puffy slabs of meaty flesh on either side, as one of her hands lazily pulled my flesh inwards, tucking it into her slit. She occasionally vibrated my spongy cockhead against the top of her envelope, as her sleepy voice, to my order, talked of her sexuality: "... I've gotten so hungry for sex now," she was murmuring, "I thought I was faithful to Jerry but now, that mmmm, that big thick cock of yours just feel so right! MMmm, it's my big thick playtoy, Johnny..." mashing me a bit painfully inward against her pubic bone... "I don't think I ever want to ummm, to stop, look at me, I'm so shameless!" Her butt contracted and released, sliding her whole pelvis up and down before my eyes. We had been "relaxing" after that last awesome climax, achieved just by looking at each other, and I had been encouraging my subject to be more verbal with Jerome, as she had already gotten with me. I had talked about ways she could gently introduce some of the things she found so exciting, little by little, into her married life... costumes, oral sex, and so on. She told me that they both had been very straightforward, with little imagination, but plenty of love for each other in their bedroom. "That looks wonderful, darling," I encouraged her. "Just put your head back, let those luscious titties poke out. What about anal sex? Ever done it, or thought about it?" Lazily, without any hesitation, she simply took my question in stride, shaking her head. "No, it's too dirty, I think. I don't like that idea, not like THIS..." and she gave my rather feeble erection another inward "mashing." "Doesn't he want to poke into my hot cunt pretty soon? Cunt, cunt, CUNT!" pouting and giving the schlong another pelvic jiggle, but she failed to overcome the flaccidity brought on from four recent orgasms. "Men might feel challenged and overwhelmed with that kind of talk, Rose," I pointed out to her. "I know I would if Cecily "dared me to get hard... you have to accommodate our needs, just as we should find out what YOU want. With your imagination and ability to enjoy many different things, Jerry can let you get as many highs as you want, before he takes that 'plunge.' I got off just watching your bosom jiggle!" This was a down-slide in erotic tension... I could hypnotically induce more crises in Rose, but not myself! She'd come... who could count the little flares and quakes in today's trip alone? I told her to fall asleep, and her butt sagged downward heavily over my lap, and her arms fell away to her side. Soon the deep breathing was whistling through her nostrils, even a light snore puttering sweetly into my ears. I disengaged, dressed, and continued the drive. After an hour I had her take over for most of the rest of the day though, and my nude chauffeuse squired us back into humid grungy civilization before I awoke in the early evening. She dressed, and we had a last dinner. Not much conversation, we both felt exhausted and subdued. Her adventure was coming to a close, and I... I couldn't grant myself the absolution of amnesia as I was to do for her! As we reentered the van for the last two-hour drive, the aromas of heavy sex lay within like a fog, and she held my arm tightly after we squared our possessions and gear away. Her arms snaked around my neck, her face tilted up to mine, and a deep kiss pulled my breath from my lungs to hers. "You're gonna do it, aren't you?" Meaning the amnesia. How much HAD my plump, pert companion remembered of the past four days? I would have bet a lot that I had had her "under my power" completely, but... even as I began a rapid induction sequence, I thought I caught a glint in her dark brown eye, a glint that I hadn't expected to see! Then the orbs were shuttered by her eyelids, and I "played fair" by doing my level best to erase all memories of sex from her waking mind. I had to test her, and stiffened her left arm out from her shoulder. It remained reassuringly steady in stiffness and elevation for twenty miles or so, I was sure she wasn't in the kind of shape that would make that catalepsy possible through will alone... I roused her, with no suggestions of further trances or such, and we chatted until her subdivision came in view. I backed up her driveway, Jerome appeared beaming and chuckling to see his beloved. His treasure, that MIGHT soon surprise him even after fifteen years of marriage! I drove away in a few minutes, almost unnoticed by Rose. Jerry waved distractedly good-bye from the midst of a melting kiss from his wife. My last sight of them for a good many days was as follows: He's toting her stuff up to their garage. Her arm is around his waist. As I drive away, her hand jumps down over his butt, and I see him jump, startled! Cissy might like to try some hypnotism, I thought to myself, hmmm... 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