Mind Control 101: The Ultimate Hypnotizing Box Set (5 page)

No. Not yet. I can't go that fast, or he might wake up in the middle of it. I've got to get him dressed, but first I have a little trick. I pull some bottles of nail polish out of my bag and start painting his nails. As I do that, I start to wake him up. This will be a great distraction.

“You did a very good job,” I say. “You showed me just how proud you are of your body. But now it’s time to go. You want to get dressed now, don’t you?”

Trevor nods, and just as quickly as he got undressed, he puts his clothes back on.
 

“Good job! Now I’m going to count to three. When I get to three, you’re going to be wide awake. You won’t remember anything that happened during the hypnosis, but you will feel refreshed and relaxed. You’ll only remember what happened the next time you are hypnotized. Okay?” I say.

“Yes.”

“Good. One...two...three!”

Trevor's eyes snap open. He looks around, smelling the polish before he sees it. Then he's shocked.

“Oh hey,” I say. I giggle a little. “You woke up a little earlier than I expected you to. I guess you really hate nail polish.”

“Ha, ha. You are so funny,” he says. He grabs the bottle of nail polish remover I pulled out of my purse. “I thought you said no funny business?” Great, he bought it!

“It’s just nail polish,” I say. Then I sit on the chair in front of Trevor. “Anyway, it’s your turn.”

Before I know it, my muscles start to feel heavy. It's almost like a sedative. The last thing I remember is his voice making me smile while his pocket watch swings. Then everything fades to black. When I wake up, Trevor seems very happy to see me.

“Welcome back,” He says.

“So what did we do this time?” I ask.

“The Macarena.”

“What?”

“Seriously, we danced the Macarena, that’s it,” Trevor says.
 

“Wow, you really are a dork,” I say as I look at the time on my phone.

“Looks like you’re getting better at this. How about we keep the sessions to thirty minutes max?” I ask. That will keep me from going
too
crazy.

“Great,” he says.
 

I rush home again, trying not to show just how horny I am. But as soon as I lock the door, I strip. My pussy is already so wet that it doesn't take me long to come. All I have to do it think about that big, fat, cock filling me to the brim.

By day three, our little hypnosis sessions are totally normal. I still spend too much time rehearsing, so I'm late, but Trevor doesn't mind. I just launch into my hypnosis, pretend I pranked him, and then he takes his turn. Simple.

I'm a pro at getting him hypnotized, and I get Trevor naked in no time at all. Just seeing Trevor with his big dick out is enough to make me pretty happy, but I'm sure I can push him just a little bit further. After all I
did
get this far. It seems a shame not to see him in action.

“It feels just like you're at home, doesn’t it?” I ask.

Trevor nods. His nipples are hard, and I want to run my tongue over them. Later, I think.

“And what do you do when you're all alone at home?” I ask. I cross my fingers.

Silence. I wait, but even after a few minutes Trevor doesn't say anything. I guess that’s a little too complicated. Let's stick to yes or no questions.

“You masturbate when you're alone at home, right?”
 

He seems a little hesitant, but he still says, "Yes."
 

Great, almost there.

“And you feel so comfortable with me that it's just like you're at home, right?”

Trevor nods.

“So you want to jack off right now, don’t you?”

“Yes,” she says. He seems calm, happy, and obviously horny, but he doesn’t make a move. Something is wrong. But what? I try again.

“I just want you to be as comfortable as possible. I'm nothing to worry about. I'm just your little sister's best friend, right?” I say.

“Yes,” he says.

“So it’s totally fine to make yourself feel good in front of me, right?”

Trevor's face changes for a moment. It's almost seems like he is trying to solve a complex equation in his head. It's not the best argument, but it should be good enough for him. I hope.
 

After a minute, his face relaxes again. “Yes," he says.

Trevor opens his legs and leans back in the chair. He reaches one hand down to grab himself, and starts pumping. Trevor's slow at first, but then he picks up the pace.His face looks deep in concentration, and his breathing is so labored that I can hear him shuddering. His hips move up to meet his fingers, thrusting into them roughly. He grunts as he moves, gritting his teeth.

I'm trying to contain myself. Watching him stroke himself like that, I want to jump on him. My hand wanders down to my dripping wet pussy and I touch myself before I even know what I'm doing.
 

I try to keep quiet, but I blurt out," Are you thinking about me?"
 

Through his gritted teeth he says, almost straining to speak, "Yes."
 

"Are you dreaming of stuffing me with your big cock?"
 

"Yes."

"Do you want to fill my pussy with your hot cum?"

"Yes."

I want to ask another question, but before I can Trevor starts tensing up. His hand moves faster and faster until his cum flies out of his cock. It spurts all over his room, some of it even hitting my face. At first I'm happy to lick it off and taste him on my tongue, but then I realize that I have some cleaning to do. It takes a while, but I clean up every trace of cum and get Trevor all dressed again. Just as if nothing ever happened.
 

After he puts me under and I head back home, I have my next plan hatched. The taste of him lingers in my mind the whole next day, and I can't think of anything but what we will do together after class. I just hope my plan doesn't push him
too
far.

I'm so eager to get started that I'm actually ready to go on time, but I make myself wait. Wouldn't it be suspicious if I suddenly stopped showing up late? Then, finally, it’s the moment I’ve been waiting for.

I get him naked, just like before, but this time I have some new commands.

“Listen carefully, Trevor,” I say. “When I count to three, you will wake up and feel alert. But you will still be deep in hypnosis. You will remember how good our last session felt, and you will be hungry for more. Afterwards, when I count to three again you will fall back into a deep trance. Do you understand?”

Trevor nods.

“Good. One, two, three!”

Trevor's eyes open, and I'm a little scared at first. It seems like he has come out of the trance, and I prepare myself for him to freak out. He wasn't naked when I put him under, after all. But then he doesn't. I look at him and notice that he's not quite alert yet. Trevor doesn’t seem to think anything is wrong. In fact, he's happy to see me.

“Do you remember what we did last time?” I ask.

“Yes,” he says. “I jacked off.” He's sitting with his legs wide, giving me a perfect view of his magnificent dick.
 

“You like doing that, don't you” I ask.

“Yes, I do,” he says.

“Since we are so close, I want to help you feel as comfortable as possible,” I say. “Is it okay if I help you do that?”

Trevor thinks about the question, weighing it's pros and cons.

Finally he says, "Yes."

“You want me to make you feel good?”

Trevor nods.

“Okay Trevor, I’m going to help make you feel really good,” I say.

I walk up to him and drop to my knees. I wrap both hands around his dick, feeling its girth. His cock is hot in my hands, and I can feel all of the muscles that are totally rigid underneath his skin. But just as I'm enjoying myself, Trevor's eyes start to open. I panic. This is the most terrible time this could be happening.

“Remember how good it felt to jerk off? I’m just helping you feel like that,” I almost yell. “You
want
me to touch you. It's totally fine.”

I worry that I'm not convincing enough, but his eyes close again. I guess that was all he needed to hear.

I lick my hands to make them slick and work them up and down his shaft. As I pump harder and faster, Trevor's head rolls back and rests against the back of his chair. I love the feeling of controlling him this way, with my hands, knowing he's completely at my mercy. With one hand I play with his balls, and he lets out a sigh. Trevor pushes himself even more roughly into my fingers.

"You like me touching you, don't you?" I ask.

It takes him a moment, but he finally replies through gritted teeth, "Yes."
 

Then, before I know it, his hands reach up and grab my hair. He pulls me down to his lap, shoving his dick in between my lips. It's so big that I have to stretch just to fit my mouth around it. Trevor pushes my head down further and his dick rams against the back of my throat. I can't even breath while it's in my mouth and I only get bits of air in-between Trevor's thrusts. My saliva flows down over his cock and my hands, drenching the seat of his chair.
 

I want to mumble something, but I'm loving the feeling of his dick filling my mouth so much that I just let it happen. Is this what he's been wanting all of this time? Trevor pushes me deep down into his lap now, holding me there and forcing his dick down my throat. His dick hardens and hot cum pours into me. All I can do is swallow it as fast as it comes. I keep sucking until I swallow each and every drop of cum.

When he pulls out, my lips are sore. My mouth is full of his taste, and my pussy is dripping wet. I know how to solve that, but it will have to wait until next time. A few minutes later he's in his chair again, looking at me as if nothing had ever happened. This hypnosis stuff really is amazing. I blow him a kiss on my way out, even skipping a little. I just can't wait until tomorrow. If things go my way, I won't be the one with a sore mouth tomorrow.

The next day I'm ready. This is my day. What I've been waiting for.
 

When I put Trevor under this time, things come naturally. I don’t even have to think about what I’m doing. Before I know it, he’s naked and hard in front of me again. He tries to force my head between his legs, but I stop him.

“You liked when we were all together when we were younger, didn't you” I ask.

“Yes,” he says.

“And you liked to watch me, didn't you?”

He nods.

“And you thought about things you would do to me, didn't you?” I ask. “Things that you couldn't do. Things that got you hard.”

Trevor hesitates to answer, but I help him along.

"It's okay. We're all grown up now," I say. "It's okay to do anything you want."

I walk over to Trevor, swaying my hips as I go. When I reach him, I pull off my top and put his hand on my breast. My sensitive nipple rubs against the rough skin of his hands.

"It's okay," I say again. I bring his hand up my skirt so that he can feel my pussy. "See how wet I am? Doesn't it make you happy how hot you make me?"

Trevor doesn't even need to answer, because he slides into me and starts to fuck me with his fingers. He's so enthusiastic that I wonder if he has been playing with me and he hasn’t been hypnotized this whole time. He seems just a little
too
eager. But then I look in his eyes, and even though he’s alert, they are still glassed over.

“Let's lay down on the bed so I can show you
just
how excited you really make me.” When I finish talking, Trevor picks me up in his strong arms and practically runs over to the bed.

He sinks between my legs and run his tongue up and down my lips. I push myself deeper onto his face, panting as he sucks on my clit. I can see his dick is totally hard, and almost wagging between his legs. I moan as he pushes in his fingers while he's sucking. After a few minutes, my pussy clenches. All the muscles in my body tighten and I arch my back. My skin feels like it's on fire.
 

When I finally come, I scream. I tighten my thighs around Trevor's head, holding him there until the wave of orgasm finishes flowing over me. When I let him go, his whole face is covered in my pussy juices. And that's not the only thing. The bed is wet too. I put a sheet over it and hope he doesn't notice.

After I get Trevor all cleaned up, it's my turn to go again. I barely even notice when he puts me under, but I wake up to the sound of an alarm.

“What’s that?” I ask.

“Oh, I just didn’t want to keep you too late,” Trevor says. “You know I can play games with you for hours.”

“You get a girl alone for thirty minutes and you hypnotize her just to play games?” I ask.

“Yeah, what else would I do?” He looks straight into my eyes, but I still feel suspicious. I'm probably just being paranoid, so I drop it.

“See you tomorrow,” I say.

He waves as he closes the door. As soon as I'm out, I start to plan the last day of our project. I’m sure it will go well. It
has
to.

When I wake up, I get everything ready before heading out for class. I put condoms and lube in my purse, making sure to hide them. I put on perfume and lingerie. I even curl my hair. Perfect. Now to wait.

You know the phrase, "A watched pot never boils?" Well, a watched clock never moves. I stare at the time all day instead of paying attention to Chip, Kurt, or my professors. It seems like time is standing still, but finally it's 5pm.

As soon as I put Trevor under, he drags me over to the bed. Looks like there's not going to have to be a lot of convincing today.

“I want to feel good,” he says. Not eloquent, but at least he's accurate.

“You like feeling good, right Trevor?”
 

“Yes.”

“And you like making
me
feel good, right?” I remind him of the things he has already agreed to, so this shouldn’t be such a big jump.

“Yes,” he says.

“But wouldn’t it be better if we could do both at the same time?” I ask.

He thinks a moment. “Yes,” he says. His eyes open wide like his mind is blown.

“So you want to fuck me with that big cock of yours, don’t you? Then we'll both feel good at the same time,” I say.