Corporate Package

I knew I had to have him the first time I heard his voice. He had left a message with my answering service requesting an appointment for "relaxation and stress management" and saying he "found my ad very intriguing". I was a newly trained hypnotherapist and had placed an ad in a hobbyist magazine targeting those with an interest in remote controlled glider flying.

There were several reasons for this. The first reason being that I wanted someone who was very analytical and logical. The second reason was that I had an interest in robotics and control. The third, I wanted a man with an intense imagination. The fourth, well, the fourth was personal, I found flying those planes to be such an incredible turn on, holding the remote control so tightly in my hands, manipulating the huge plane with just the touch of my thumbs..and of couse, my body English..I'd be so intently focused on finding just the right lift and easing plane higher and higher..well, my body would begin gyrating as the plane would begin rising in the spiral of the lift..I could almost see the spiral in my mind..going around and around and around.. taking the plane to a higher and higher altitude. You see, I was an enthusiast myself.

Needless to say, I received several hundred calls and was able to begin earning a pretty decent living at this point. My true goal, however, was to find the perfect male slave and I knew this was the one I wanted the moment I heard his voice. I was a bit nervous as I returned his call, half hoping he wouldn't be in so that we could begin that wonderful game known as telephone tag..however..it was not to be and, since he had left the number of his direct line with my service..well , he answered on the second ring...

"Scott Roberts" he said.

"Hello, Mr. Roberts. This is Dr. Stephanie Nelson, of Hypnotherapy Services, returning your call" I said rather breathlessly and somewhat huskily. "You said you were very interested in setting an appointment with me and experiencing my stress management relaxation process. I am currently booking appointments next week. Is Tuesday morning or Thursday afternoon better for you?"

He said. "Thursday afternoon."

I confirmed the time allotment of at least 2 hours for the initial session and told him to eat a late lunch so he would be comfortable (& drowsy) when he came in to see me.

On Thursday morning, I got up at my normal time. Taking an exceptionally long hot shower and using my new lavender scented shower gel and loofah with smooth and even strokes, I cleansed my body completely. Ahhhhh....the joys of being a woman. Dressing in my favorite silky soft white blouse and SBA suit, that is Standard Business Attire black, I headed down to the office. Today was booked intentionally light so I would be able to concentrate completely on the upcoming victim..I mean, client.

Mr. Roberts arrived a few minutes early. As he was filling out the New Client form, I happened to notice he was single. This was good..for I would have had to abandon my plans for him had he been married. He was very handsome in a rugged yet gentle way, with soft blue eyes, mildly wavy hair and a relaxed easy grin. Physically, he looked very healthy and strong. "Mr. Roberts?" I asked. He smiled and stood up. We shook hands. Our blue eyes met and I looked directly into his with intense fascination, focusing all my feminine power into deeply probing his mind. He was momentarily transfixed. His lips parted slightly and he hesitated before he replied, "Yes, I am Scott Roberts. Please, call me Scott." "I am Dr. Nelson. Right this way, Scott."

He obediently followed me into my office. Good boy, I thought to myself. "Would you rather be hypnotized in the recliner or the plaid chair?" I smiled knowingly. "The recliner looks fine." he said. As he sat in the recliner, I told to him to relax for a moment while I looked over his paperwork.

Unconsciously toying with my pendant, I glanced up at him and realized he had been watching my fingers stroking the crystal dangling loosely on my blouse. He realized I had noticed, blinked a few times and smiled. "Seems as though my pendent is catching your eye." I asked. "It is very pretty." He replied. "Relax, it is not my intent to hypnotize you without your express verbal consent." I laughed. "You do want to be hypnotized, don't you?", I asked. "Yes." "And you want to experience deep relaxation & the stress management process, correct?" "Yes." "Good. Also I'd like to suggest that you implement the stress management program for your employees. When you are ready, we will discuss this in more detail later, but in most cases, it helps build teamwork, boost morale, increase productivity & possibly, profits. You'd like increased profits, wouldn't you?" "Of course, who wouldn't?." He asked.

"Exactly, now as we continue to proceed, I need to make sure I have your permission to touch you to deepen the trance..non invasively, of course." "Yes, you have my permission to touch me, non invasively, of course." He smiled wrily. "Good, you consider yourself a very strong willed individual, don't you?" "Yes, I do." He said. His head moving up & down several times. "Let's make sure that the strength of your will is working on our behalf. Stand up. Keep your feet together. Arms at your side. Look up at the ceiling. Close your eyes." I stood in front of Scott with my hands on either side of him to catch him when he began swaying back & forth.

"Good, now imagine you are standing on a large boat, feeling the warmth of the sun on your face, the warmth of the sun on your face and the boat gently rocking back and forth, back and forth...the warmth of the sun on your face, the boat gently rocking back and forth,, back and forth..and the more you try and keep your balance , the harder it is not to allow the swaying of the boat to begin to relax you. The more you try and keep your balance, the harder it is not to allow the gentle swaying of the boat to begin to relax you.. good...very good...feels very good to allow the gentle swaying of the boat to relax you, doesn't it.." I said as I watched him sway back & forth. "Yes". He said flatly.

"Good, very good, very very good. You are doing great and it feels so good and the strength of your will is allowing you to continue, as you are continuing to relax, continuing to relax more and more, relaxing more and more, and allowing the strength of your will and me to guide you now, allowing me to guide you to a very comfortable chair where you can sit down and relax even more.. sit down and relax even more. You'd like to sit down and relax even more deeply now, wouldn't you, Scott? "Yes."

"Good, sitting down and relaxing even more..sitting down and relaxing even more now." I said as I manuevered him gently and easily into the recliner. "Relaxing even more now..as even your breathing is relaxing you now....the gentle movement of your chest..relaxing you now...relaxing you more and more. The gentle movement of your chest and your breathing ..together ... relaxing you more and more.. together....working together to relax you ...working together to relax you as we are working together ... working together as a team... we are working together as a team..we are a team..working together and relaxing you more and more...relaxing you more and more..and as you inhale deeply now..and exhale completely and relax..inhale deeply and exhale completely and relax...relaxing more and more relaxing more and more..in a moment I will snap my fingers..and whenever I snap my fingers and or say 'Sleep Now'..you will immediately and completely be deeply hypnotized and go twice as deep as you are right now..twice as deep everytime I touch your shoulder and or say 'Sleep Now' you will immediately and completely be deeply hypnotized ..immediately and completely deeply hypnotized..immediately and completely deeply hypnotized..going twice as deep, twice as easily..and I am going to count to 3..and the next time I say 3..you will be mildly aware and open your eyes. 1..coming up. 2.....3..open your eyes, mildly aware."

As soon as Scott opened his eyes, I snapped my fingers and said "Sleep Now", applying the same gentle pressure to his shoulder . Immediately his eyes closed, his head rolled to the side.."1.......2.......3." I said. Again, he began to open his eyes and again I snapped my fingers said "Sleep Now" and again, his eyes closed and his head fell forward. I repeated the cycle one more time and said, "I am going to take you even deeper now and it will feel so good..so good to go even deeper and you will be so grateful to me..so grateful as you relax even deeper..relaxing and gratefully going deeper ..so relaxed ..so grateful that I make you feel this way..that I make you feel this way.... feeling so grateful and happy .. happy to .. relax and go into deep hypnosis for me...deeper and deeper .. your mind is so open .. open to my suggestions.. open to my words..as every word is so important now..every word so important now...how wonderful it feels to crave my words...how wonderful it feels to obey my words...crave and obey .. crave and obey.... my words, only my words .. and the sound of my voice ..so soothing so relaxing..so soothing .. so relaxing and how wonderful it feels to hear my voice..how wonderful it feels to obey my voice .. hear my voice .. obey my voice..hear and obey..hear and obey .. hear and obey.. my voice ..only my voice makes you feel this good, doesn't it." "Yes, feels so good ... hear and obey." he mumbled.

"Good, Scott..very good..and you know how all my ideas are such good ideas, all my ideas are such good ideas.and you like my ideas...it will seem as though you have thought of them yourself..seems as though my ideas are your ideas..my ideas are your ideas..and tomorrow..I will call you with a wonderful idea..you'd like that wouldn't you?" "Yes, like your ideas."

Good, you are doing so well at relaxing, Scott. Whenever you hear me say, 'I have an idea' ..your mind will return to this state even if your eyes are open ..your subconscious mind will absorb my ideas and make them your own, won't it?" "Make them my own."

"Good, Scott..In a moment, I am going to help you stand up and I when I do I want to again imagine yourself on the boat, gently rocking..going back to the beginning of the session..your conscious mind forgetting all these suggestions..as it will seem as no time as passed whatsoever..nod your head if you understand." He nodded.

"After you have been hypnotized by me you will be more efficient and productive and motivated ... attributing your increased efficiency, productivity, and motivation to our session. You will want to continue to have more sessions as all my ideas are good ideas and my ideas are your ideas, aren't they?"
"Yes, your ideas are my ideas."

"Good, ok Scott..let me help you stand up and imagining you are standing on the boat, the boat gently swaying back and forth ..back and forth" "Back and forth." he said as he swayed back and forth.

"I am going to count up to 5, Scott..at 5 you will be wide awake, feeling wonderful. 1..coming up..eyes and mind clearing....2 coming up body mind and eyes clearing..coming up 3..more and more aware ..4 mind & body reintegrated into the whole...eyes clear..5 wide awake."

He opened his eyes, smiled and looked at me. "When can we start?" "We are all finished for today, Scott." I said as I pointed to the clock. "Wow!" he said. I cannot believe 2 hours has gone by..it seems like just a few minutes."

"How do you feel?" I asked. "Wonderful! Really motivated! Thank you so much. I definitely want to continue to have more sessions. Call me tomorrow, I think I want to implement this program for the whole company"

"Terrific, let me give you a packet of information regarding my complete corporate program which encompasses not only relaxation, but other areas of self improvement for your employees including cooperative team building techniques. Sound good?"

"Sounds great. Thanks again. Call me tomorrow." "I will." I said. You can be certain of it, I thought.

Dr Stephanie Nelson smiled as her latest patient, Mr Scott Roberts, left her office. She smiled a sexy woman's all-knowing smile before smoothing down the lines of her silky white blouse and shooting an admiring look at herself in the office mirror. Even in her very professional looking black suit,her form was clearly very feminine and alluring, and that made the pretty woman smile only that much more provocatively. The somewhat "male"cut and design of her suit only belied the beautiful female creature it barely concealed, particularly when the juxtaposition of the conservative suit and her soft curves gave rise to a silhouette that would make any man's heart pound twice it's normal rate! It would have done that to Mr Roberts, had Dr Nelson's soothing hypnotic induction and subsequent hypnotherapy session for the past two hours not relaxed him so deeply as it did. Not that Scott hadn't noticed Stephanie, as a woman: he did, but he was above succumbing to her charms so easily. Scott Roberts was a driven man, which is why he had become a patient of Stephanie's to begin with. He was driven by two things, essentially: his love of his business and by the masculine passions he engaged in during his personal time, such as the remote controlled gliders he loved to fly (and in who's hobbyist magazine he had spotted Dr Nelson's ad in the firstplace).

Scott had trained himself to enjoy his time alone and without much company, and he was especially avoiding the company of women. It wasn't that Scott didn't like women: he did. Very much. It was just that he had found they were such an expense to his personal bottom line. In HIS book, women were a high maintenance item which required far more expense, time and (especially) emotional investment that he just didn't want to give. Not anymore. Not since he broke up with his last real love, anyway. Even though it had been several years, Scott still remembered the pain of that breakup, the shock of suddenly being alone and of feeling unloved, betrayed and abandoned. There were many months Scott spent in a black Hell of working until all hours as he attempted to run from the crippling anxiety over his loss, and then only to be followed by days at a time of just lying in bed and staring at the ceiling from the deep abyss of his emotional despair. Many sleepless nights had been spent wondering why he bothered to continue to even live.

He wondered how on earth he would ever be able to get up out of bed to go to work again. It had been hard, and that long depression which followed the loss of a woman he had loved as deeply as he loved life itself had only served to cauterize the wound and further crystallize his leanings to be a lone wolf for the remainder of his life. That was, of course, his plan up until now. Until he ran up against a crystal of another kind - one belonging to and dangling from the slender,white, and lavender perfumed neck of Dr Stephanie Nelson!

It was on that warm, sunny Thursday afternoon in the L.A. area, as Dr Nelson was preparing to call it a night, checking her appearance(as women so often do) in the mirror, that Scott was having a vision of his own as he drove home. He just couldn't shake how spooky and unnerving it was to have those two hours glide by as stealthily as they had while he was in session with Dr Nelson. Why couldn't he recall more details of what had transpired? Why nothing... besides that faux "boat trip" she had sent him on? He knew he couldn't have been standing there,just swaying, for two hours! What had she done, merely put him to sleep? Had he napped for those lost hours, and THAT was the reason why he now felt so good, so rested, and now so ready to take on the world? He did feel good, but it irked him that yet ANOTHER woman might be getting the better of him with her femininity, with one of her schemes, and a business scheme, no less! No woman was EVER going to take him in business in the way he felt they had in his personal life.

Yes, that was it, Scott decided with his usual masculine resolve (and his typical two pounds of energy for a one ounce current event).Yet another manipulative woman had tricked him and was going to take advantage of him. Well, not this time! Scott had figured outher game despite her clever use of smoke and mirrors, and was going to put a stop to it , even if her treatments DID seem like a good idea. ALL Stephanie's ideas sounded like good ideas to Scott, since his session with her, but his pig headed maleness and survival instincts had now kicked in, and he just didn't give a damn! It was just another round in the battle of the sexes Scott could just not stop fighting in his mind, and so he overrode his own self (and his new ypnotically installed beliefs) and decided to cancel any future sessions with that blue-eyed whispering witch, Dr Stephanie Nelson, and that was that!

Stephanie had just gotten to her last appointment that very next day, Friday, and was alone in the office after sending her secretary home early to start the weekend. She was a little sad that she hadn't been able to talk to that handsome Mr Roberts all day, like she had expected to; especially since hypnotizing him to WANT to speak with her as she had done! He had asked her to call him, and she had - three times -but she could never get his secretary to pass the call on to him, with her saying he was "busy" and/or otherwise tied up at the moment.. This suggested some kind of complicity on Scott's part, and Stephanie was upset and concerned. She very much wanted this man, this VERY man, for her own purposes. "I must be losing my touch..." thought the devastatingly effective and highly skilled hypnotherapist, as she began touching up her mascara in the mirror in preparation for leaving her office. She was daintily flicking the little mascara wand through her long lashes when she saw a man's form enter through the open office door. She observed, without being obvious by turning her head, that it was a man in a nice business suit, and that he had paused when he saw her. She used her acutely accurate feminine intuition to ascertain that she was safe, judging by his movements and gait as he paused and then approached her.

Stephanie's heart skipped a beat when she picked up the subtle scent of his cologne as he stopped near her, but still politely outside of her personal space. He was clearly a gentleman, and his focus was definitely on her. She recognized the scent as the very scent Scott Roberts had been wearing the day before, and she instinctively knew it was him. Her heart actually fluttered as she realized he might have one foot out the door, but he had one foot IN the door and his eyes were on her -and that was all she needed!

"Why, Mr Roberts, THERE you are!" said a cheerful sounding Stephanie, despite the circumstances. "I have been trying to reach you all day. We were going to talk, do you remember?". Scott answered solemnly "Yes... well, that is why I am here, Dr Nelson. I've been thinking, and I think that we should forget about your plan for me, and my employees. For now, anyway. I would like to give this a little more thought before I proceed." Scott and Stephanie both knew Scott had lied just to terminate their relationship easily. It wasn't really easy for him, because Stephanie's idea sounded good. All her ideas sounded good. Very good. Almost as if they were his, as her only previous shot at hypnotically conditioning him had programmed him to feel. As Stephanie had observed already: Scott had a strong will and a hard head,and it was obvious he was summoning all of that up now to say goodbye to the beautiful hypnotist who was seductively primping in front of the mirror before him. Stephanie knew she had to act fast and right now. Again, she trusted her feminine instincts to know just what to do to entrance him.

"Scott...I mean, Mr Roberts...I understand. I really do, and I am glad you saw fit to stop by personally and tell me so. Thank you. You are a gentleman.". Stephanie sounded warm, genuine and sympathetic - as she "accidentally" used his first name to make him feel comfortable and personally close with her - then deliberately correcting herself by calling him "Mr" just to make him feel that he was in control in a simple business environment. That he was "safe".

Stephanie could tell her ploy to make him feel at ease had worked, judging by his smug "I am the boss" smile. "Men could be such spoiled little boys, never knowing what was really good for them" she thought to herself. Stephanie knew what was good for THIS spoiled little boy, and for HER as well,and providing that was well within her abilities. She knew his heart had been injured by some bad romances, and that he really needed a woman like her to "come back" into true availabilty. Her plans also included REMOVING him from availability at the same time as she enabled it. That was because Stephanie was going to save him...for herself!

Scott was taken aback by how well she took this bit of bad news. There was no cross examination, no whining or heavy handed reasoning, no defensiveness or, worse; offensive reaction at his reversal of plans. This made him feel good, as he had a feeling he was trying hard to quash: that he really liked this woman. Liked her a lot, but more than that. Much more than that, or anything he had ever felt before. It was almost as if she spoke to his soul, as if she were already "inside" him- which was much more than just having someone turn your head or catch your eye. He was used to that, and could deal with that by never letting a woman actually "in", but this was, well; different. Scott had had the strangest feeling about her ever since the session he had the day before when she had "tried" to hypnotize him. Poor girl: she had failed (in his mind, anyway). He was certain now that she had just left him to sleep for the session, or some such voodoo, and that he just couldn't quite recall lying down earlier, or standing back up at the session's conclusion. "Hey: sleep is like that, isn't it?" Scott thought. Scott also knew he didn't want to hurt or offend Dr Nelson in any way,but he wasn't comfortable with the warm feelings, the deeply personal feelings he had for her, and he merely wanted an easy note to exit on. That time was now at hand, and he began to say goodbye. "Well, then..thank you and have good evening and good luck in your prac...".

Scott's voice trailed off as he saw Stephanie had taken out her compact and turned toward him so as to continue what she was doing while she continued to address him. "Well, no harm in listening to her closing words - so long as she was so determined to say them -and still touching up that lovely face" thought Scott. That was a big mistake. As big a mistake as a man Stephanie wanted, allowing himself to be alone with her and thinking that she could not, or would not enter his mind and sway him to her will as easily as she was able to make a man stare fixedly at her gently swaying buttocks as she departed a room, with her usual attention riviting flourish of silk as she trailed sweet perfume in her wake. "Men were so...easy!" thought Stephanie, as she prepared to begin her hypnotic induction.

"I am so sorry, Mr Roberts, but it has been a long and trying day, and with more than a few set backs like this one, and somehow I always feel so much better after I have touched up my makeup... can you understand?". Without pause, the cunning woman answered her own question: "Why of course you can't: you are a man!" she said, not giving the "No..." he was forming with his lips time to escape his mouth. She continued before he could change the subject to something less dangerous for him, since this was beginning to become a little too exciting for the smittenman, and she was becoming a little too attractive to him now for him to be really comfortable with her. Too late, though: she had his full attention now, and despite his growing nervousness at how this woman was beginning to toy with his sexual buttons, Scott continued to listen to Stephanie, his blue eyes locked onto her mesmerizing ones as she prepared for his surreptitious induction as she would place him into a deep hypnotic trance.

"Well Scott, it is like this: I make a living relaxing people, basically. I mean really: I relax them very very deeply: sortof a guided, controlled relaxation. Well, you know, don't you? Anyway, this is how I give myself some of the same sort of relaxation I give them. This is the same sort of relaxation, for me, that I gave you. The same, it really is the same." Scott wondered why the repetition. "OK, already: this is the same as being hypnotized, for a woman. The same as being hypnotized." thought Scott. Stephanie continued: "Sure, I love to make myself look nicer, yes. Pretty. Even sexy - but what I really love is the gentleness and the soft moments of personal love and attention my putting on my makeup affords me. You saw me flicking my lashes with the mascara wand when you came in. Well, the truth is: I just love really "giving into" it, as it were, giving in to the feeling. The gentle feeling. The soothing feeling. Just letting go and feeling like a woman and nothing else as I paint away...painting myself to distraction, to total oblivion sometimes!". Stephanie let out a musical little laugh that sounded as though it jingled and said "You are alright, you are safe here with me: there is nothing wrong. Nothing you should fear. Nothing." The pretty woman continued: Why, maybe a man CAN understand, because I sometimes see it in their eyes when they watch me making up. I see them look dreamy, distracted, as if watching me sooth myself somehow soothes them too. YOU look dreamy, Scott, somewhat distracted:maybe you DO understand! Would you mind if I test this theory of mine alittle, before you leave?"

Scott was already feeling fuzzy headed. Stephanie's voice had taken on such a sweet, gentle, hypnotic quality that he had lost his train of thought, momentarily. His sex now actually had throbbed in the tight confines of his slacks as he thought ofthe thrill of this pretty, sexy woman WANTING him to watch her apply her makeup! He hit the makeup fetish/voyeur's JACKPOT, he thought as he mumbled "Um..yeah, sure..ok, I guess.." to her question. "Good..good, Ireally appreciate this, Mr Roberts", said Stephanie as she jumped for joy in her head. "This is how it goes, then..."

"What I was doing when you came in is a good exercise for a woman, for me, in relaxation, in letting just letting go, Mr Roberts. I start by letting my head drop back like this", she said as she cocked her head back slightly, and letting my lips part as they would if I were already really relaxed and maybe even ready to drop off to sleep." Stephanie now parted her lips and let her eyes go slightly out of focus as she gazed into the compact as if she were in a light trance. With her tiny, sexy little mascara wand at the ready in her long, slender fingers which were tipped with femininely manicured and painted red nails, Stephanie was impossible a sight for a man NOT to keep his eyes locked on.." Scott was already hanging on Dr Nelson's every word at this point, and she knew it.

Inside, she let out an excited "YES!" as she observed the early stages of hypnotic fascination in her hypnotic subject-prey. Oh, how she loved using her dramatic femininity, her voice and charms to overcome men and take them deep into hypnosis - and how much sweeter it was when it was done surreptitiously! It felt so feminine, so seductive, so wicked and naughty to her! "Scott, I just love the feeling of the little brush, combing through my lashes and leaving the soft cool mascara behind in it's wake with each stroke. Long, smooth, gentle strokes...so gentle, so smooth. Every stroke: cool, soft, gentle. Each and every feathery stroke is so cool, so soft, so gentle. So soft, Scott. So very gentle. The mascara feels so cool on my lashes as it dries, like a cool breeze washing over me...Cool breeze: pleasant, refreshing, comforting...washing over me. And as my lashes dry for me, and as they do what I want them to do for me, as they respond to me; I just drift, in my mind. Nowhere to go,nowhere to be. Nothing to worry about or think about. Not a care in the world as I drift, as I just drift and relax. Relax and drift. Drift and relax. Nothing to do but let my mind go blank, totally blank. Just let my mind...go. Blank. Blank. Totally blank as I wait for the next stroke of the wand. I can't wait until the next stroke of the wand. My mascara wand, taking me deeper. Deeper to where I want to go. Into peaceful relaxation. Total relaxation. peace and relaxation. With the next stroke of the wand. The next wonderful stroke of thewand...waiting".

With that, Stephanie plunged the little wand back into the tube of man-ensnaring cosmetic and worked it in and out, loading it up with what was now her very FAVORITE beauty essential in the world! Returning it to her eyes as she continued speaking, she actually painted her lashes before the stunned and now totally silent man, now using HIS EYES AS HER MIRROR! He was fascinated...fascinated... and totally lost in her makeup ritual, now. His mind was blank, and Stephanie now had him in her world: the world of deep, highly suggestible hypnosis. "..and as I wait for my coat of mascara to dry for me..." Stephanie continued, "...to CRYS-talize for me. As I just wait to feel the cool again, for me...the soft again for me... the gentle, for me, for I, Scott, am gentle. I am now so soft, so gentle. I am soothing, now, as my makeup works its magic on me...on YOU! Yes, that's it, my sweet man, so kind to watch me, humor me as I apply my makeup for you in this experiment, to see if it relaxes a man as much as it relaxes a woman. And as I wait, so softly for the cool, the gentle... I want to take my lashes, my eyes deeper. Deeper. Always deeper. I want them deeper for me, to go deep for me. Go deep for me, very deep for me. Crystallizing on my lashes, tiny black crystals that catch the light like my crystal pendant does, making my lashes irresistible and impossible to look away from. Making my eyes impossible for a man's eyes to resist. My eyes are impossible for a man's eyes to resist. My eyes are impossible for you to resist, now, aren't they, Mr Roberts?"

Scott answered with a flat "Yes...impossible to resist...".

She HAD HIM!

Falling ever deeper into the soft black I love so much on my eyes. Soft black lashes, black and deep, soft and deep with my mascara. Framing my eyes, my lovely blue eyes..." she continued, her gaze now directly into Scott's eyes as she worked her magic and her magic wand over her lush lashes Her voice was now taking on a coaxing and slightly commanding tone as it left the "little girl giving a makeup lesson" voice behind. Scott's eyes were now glassy, his lips were slightly parted, and he looked as if he were day dreaming. Unfortunately for Scott: he chose to day dream right into the beautiful blue eyes of a very gifted and attractive female hypnotist - one who just happened to have designs on him!

It was time, now, to take herself down with Scott... down into trance; gentle, slow, and together they would sink into a deep hypnotic sleep. He would never even know he was descending because his frame of reference, Dr Nelson, was right there with him. There was no way to gauge that he was falling, not while they were in simpatico like this. It was really alright to just let go and continueon...down...down...down with her, wherever she was going. Scott's now very glassy eyes were locked onto the pretty painted eyes of the female hypnotist who was staring deeply now into his, her beautiful woman's eyes sparkled with sexual excitement as Stephanie did what Stephanie was born to do: hypnotize a man. She was now going on auto-pilot, allowing her mind to directly link with his as she used her own self entrancement to make her induction 10 times more effective, automatically adjusting to her partner, locking on to his needs and vulnerabilities, and taking him deep down into total entrancement with her still at the helm. Stephanie careful replaced her mascara wand in it's little container, but not before giving it a playful little kiss of appreciation for the magic it had worked on her new little boy-toy, then putting it back in to her cosmetics clutch. Next, the beautiful woman with the sexy eyes put her finger tips on either of Scott's temples and began to massage them in light, gentle, slow little circles as she spoke, continuing her powerful induction into deep hypnosis on him.

"Scott, keep looking into my eyes. I want to show you something. In my eyes. It is a secret women have, a makeup secret that they hide deep within their eyes. Do you see my pupils? Well, look inside them. Deep inside my pupils, my dark, dark pupils. You can see a little flicker of light, yes? A little flicker of light on my pupils. A little flicker of light trying to keep you from knowing the secret. The secret. The little light wants to keep you from knowing the secret. The secret. A woman's secret. It is how she chooses her mascara, her pretty eye makeup: to match the black of her pupils, exactly; to show off her secret, but only as a secret. I want you to be the man to see my secret, but the light won't let a man in to see. A man isn't supposed to be able to see. Not be able to see inside a woman's eyes, but I want you to come in. Into my eyes. Come deeply into my eyes. Deeply into my eyes. Deeper. Deeper, can you see? So black, so deep... Can you see inside the black in my eyes, or does the flicker of light keep you out? You want to come in, into my eyes. You want to know my secret, a woman's secret, don't you my darling pet?

Keep staring deep, deeper.... as deeply as you can. Let the light sparkle and dance on my eyes: don't fight it. It is keeping you from seeing the secret in my eyes, my darling. Yes,my darling: I want you to come into my eyes, deep into my eyes. Inside my eyes. Lets work together, you and I, to get you into my eyes. Lets work together to make the light dancing on my eyes work for you! For US. Let it hypnotize you, deeply, just as you were with me yesterday. Let it hypnotize you so deeply so that you can fool it and come into my eyes. You must go very very deeply into hypnosis to fool the light,to fool the light dancing on my pretty painted eyes and to enter into the black; to come into my eyes and see my secret for you revealed. I can help you go under deeper, as deep as you have to go. So deep. So peaceful. So wonderful to be hypnotized as you look into a woman's eyes,isn't it?

Now, get ready: I am going to bring you into deep hypnosis and into my eyes. I want you to go into deep hypnosis for me, my love. Deep hypnosis for me. I am going to touch you, my sweet: and you will immediately go into deep hypnosis for me. I want you to go into deep hypnosis for me so that I can share with you my secret. Just keep looking at the little glints of sparkling lights in my eyes, my pretty, pretty eyes..." Stephanie paused for a moment. She traced her finger tips up and down Scott's strong, and now completely immobilized arms. Up and down, gently, tracing her painted nails along his arms and stimulating the nerves therein to send him that much deeper into relaxation, into hypnotic sleep, and into total compliance to her and her suggestions to him. This went on for only a few moments as she surveyed the damage her siren's voice and exquisitely feminine make up ritual had had on him.

Only a few moments, so that she could gaze upon her prey and gloat for joy at his total helplessness as he teetered on the brink of going into deep hypnosis for her, her silken touch driving him down deeper,even without a word being issued from her painted lips. Stephanie's prettily lipsticked lips broke into a sweet smile as she gazed at the entranced man before her who had just entered her office with such a hostile intent toward her and for her practise. Well, THAT had changed, and now it was time for him to begin his real hypnotic training in earnest, and to see for himself just exactly what "smoke and mirrors" can do to a man's mind, his life, when they are wielded by a beautiful hypnotist - that is IF he could REMEMBER any of it! Stephanie smiled at that thought.

He was going to be her pet, her lover, her boyfriend, her client, her subject, her slave AND her hypnotic experiment all in one! He was going to become addicted to her, but not just to her: to being hypnotized by her, and to being hypnotized to be used by her! He was going to be a sexy project that her scientific, curious mind craved as much as her sensual mind craved. She wondered what happens if you take a man and hypnotize him deeply, over and over, day in and day out, every single day? What if much of it was without his knowledge, even? What if much of it were suggested to be forgotten: all his doings for her lost in sweet hypnotic amnesia?

What if he objected to something, and were merely hypnotized by her to forget or to not mind (what ever)? What if he were to become addicted to her lavender scented perfume and how she looked in her lovely cosmetics so much that he would even regularly go cosmetics and perfume shopping for her? Maybe lingerie and shoes too! What if Dr Stephanie Nelson's brain child, her hypno-spiral pager she had designed, worked? She could use it to remote control summon, fascinate, and entrance a subject, a SLAVE, all in one!!! All these thoughts raced through Stephanie's keen mind as she tapped Scott on the shoulder and said "Sleep now!", using the trigger she had installed in his mind the day before.

For Scott; this was the last thing he would know until Stephanie decided otherwise, if she ever would. He instantly fell into a deep trance, one that Stephanie would continue deepening over the next couple hours as she conditioned him further and installed her other triggers deep in his mesmerized mind. But first, she had to lock the door: she did not want to be disturbed, and it was going to be a long night!

Stephanie locked the office door, feeling the most wickedly sexy she ever had in her life! This handsome man, who had just come to her office to tell her he was going to discontinue her services, was now deeply hypnotized by her skillful hand. More than skillful, she was positively artful in the way that she used her sensual cosmetics wizardry and feminine charm to sweep this man off his feet and plunge him headlong into a hypnotic trance before he had any inkling as to what was happening to him! She now led her nicely entranced client by the hand through her front office and into her own private hypnosis chambers. She guided him into the center of the room, still holding his strong masculine hand with her dainty one. Stephanie felt as if she were a beautiful witch, returning home to her lair with spellbound prey in hand and ready to work her magic on him to her heart's content.

Stephanie's luxurious hypnosis suite was really very much a home to her in many ways. This was because Doctor Nelson loved her work with a passion few in her field would ever know. Hypnosis was like a religion to the pretty Doctor, and she studied it with a passion; practicing what she learned until she mastered it, and not being afraid to try new things - even methods that had previously been discarded by her profession as unworkable. This was precisely the reason she had chosen Scott. He was culled from her ad in the glider plane hobbyist magazine purely because this meant that he was very much into being in control of things. He was intelligent. He was analytically minded. That last point usually served as a clear warning signal to savvy hypnotists, because it tended to make for difficult subjects. Persons who would think too much during the induction about what was happening, and keep themselves distracted from the induction in an intellectual analysis of what was going on, rather than just giving in and allowing the hypnotist to guide them into trance.

Stephanie WANTED a resistant man for her own personal experiment just BECAUSE he would be a challenge as a tough subject - a subject she was determined to make surrender to her hypnotic control. Her instincts were right on, as usual.

Nearly from the moment she heard him on the telephone the first time, she was certain she sensed that particularly aloof response to her ultra feminine voice that men give when they are on guard with women. She knew, deep down, that Scott was one of three things. He was either a: 1) perennial bachelor, or 2) a "woman hater" of sorts ( as men TRY to be, but can't, and NEVER with Stephanie!), or 3) a man who had just been burned by a woman and was now "girl shy", consequently not currently very receptive to a woman's charms. "Good! A challenge!" was Stephanie's first thought, as her hunch was confirmed during Scott's "New Patient Form" information evaluation by her. And so, here he was: "Mr Self Made Man". Mr "I Don't Need Women In My Life". Mr "You Can't Hypnotize Me!". Mr "I Don't Need You". Hypnotized. Deeply. Alone with her in her hypno-office. It was such a delightfully heady moment for the pretty young hypnotherapist!

Stephanie left Scott momentarily alone in the center of the room as she walked to her desk and set the telephone answering machine to "instant pickup". She also paused to remove a small perfume flacon from her tightly packed little pouch of cosmetic essentials she always carried in the purse she had slung over her shoulder. She smiled somewhat sexily while looking at Scott as she sprayed both her wrists with the intoxicating lavender scented fragrance and rubbed them together. A small *Pssst!* at the nape of her neck came next. She took her purse off her shoulder and set it on the desk, pausing as she looked into it. With a sly but friendly smile that was her trademark, she removed a pager device and the dainty looking cosmetics clutch she had just put her perfume flacon in. Stephanie's blue eyes now looked rather predatory as she strode back to her prey, carrying the articles from her hand bag, her eyes fixed on his the whole way. As she approached her latest client, Stephanie began softly murmuring her sweet siren's hypnotic seduction to him.

"Yes...yes...that's it: so peaceful now. So peaceful here. So safe with me. Safe in my beautiful, peaceful hypnotic office," The female hypnotist with the flashing blue eyes walked to the center of the room, her high heels softly resounding on the carpet, retrieving her prey and guiding him to the sofa where she could best work on him. She wanted to be able to sit very near to him in order to be able to touch him and have him see her face and, especially: her eyes, up close and clearly during her hypnotic programming of him. She placed him in the sofa right next to the recliner where she had deeply entranced him just a day earlier, before continuing to anchor his hypnotic state with her magically feminine voice. "Yes, Mr Roberts.. Yes. You are fine now. Very relaxed and comfortable. So happy to be with me, so happy to be alone with me. So much alone WITHOUT me. You long for my voice, my words, my instructions. They make you happy: happier than you ever remember having been. So happy now. So happy now... So very happy just to hear my voice, my words, and my instructions. Can you feel it, my dear man? Can you feel being so happy to go into deeep hypnosis for me?"

Scott was so deeply entranced that her words were the only thing between him and total unconsciousness. "Yesss.." he said, trailing off.

"You...make me soooo happy, so very happy. Your voice, it..", but Stephanie interrupted her subject with a reassuring "Yes, happy my sweet man, as you continue to go into deeep hypnosis for me...". Her pretty powdered face was now mere inches from his, and she was barely able to restrain her smile at the great joy she felt in capturing this masculine specimen as decisively as she just done. She now bored deeply into his male psyche with those gorgeous hypnotic blue eyes which had hypnotized many a man before today, looking deeply into Scott's soul. Stephanie enjoyed the moment, feasting on this man with her womanly gaze in much the same way she had when she first greeted him in her office the day before, only much harder now, now that he was fully under her spell. Stephanie's gaze was so powerfully intense that it actually bombarded Scott's mind with a sweet almost pain-like sensation as it pierced his conscious, then his subconscious, and then finally delving into his very soul! The aggressive young woman mercilessly continued taking him deeper, and deeper still, into her tender hypnotic spell of submission.

"Yes...yes... You understand PERFECTLY! I am so proud of you! So very proud! You are doing wonderful, simply wonderful! Now Scott," said the now somewhat aroused Doctor Nelson, "I noticed you were...staring at me when you came into my office today, just now. Why was that? Tell me why you stopped short and just...stared at me." Scott immediately began to breath a little harder, and moved slightly. She had hit a nerve, a block, and he was frightened. She knew she had to be careful now, and anchor her prey's trance firmer. immediately.

Reacting quickly, the skilled hypnotherapist's fingers reached for Scott's face, trailing her cool painted nails backwards over his cheeks towards his temples so that the cool smoothness of her immaculately polished red fingernails would sooth and relax him immediately. "Shhhh, my darling man, shhh....its ok to tell me. You WANT to tell me. You know I can help you. You know that I will continue to TALK to you, and you want that very much, don't you? I WANT to know why you were looking at me, and you WANT to tell me why too, now don't you?" cooed Stephanie as she looked deep into his eyes while sitting heartbreakingly close to him. "Yes...yes...Dr. I.." stuttered Scott, but Stephanie stopped her entranced subject in mid sentence as she began to run little circles around his temples with her long, slender fingers, driving him yet deeper into hypnosis as it relaxed him more. "All your thoughts are vanishing, my darling man. All your thoughts are gone. Gone. Gone now. All you hear is my voice. My voice has BECOME your thoughts, and you have nothing to fear from me. Nothing.

Am I not just a beautiful, intelligent woman, while you are such a big strong man? How could you possible fear me? It is so safe, so peaceful here, and you feel so good when you obey me..please me, and do as I say, now don't you?" As Scott answered a weak "Yes." Stephanie began to work both his earlobes between her thumbs and forefingers, gently kneading them and sending powerfully relaxing, sleep inducing impulses directly into his brain via the nerve bundles residing there. Scott's breathing was back to normal: even slower and deeper than before, and his face was now calm. Her lavender perfumed wrists were by either side of his face, so that her intoxicating scent filled his head as he drifted away on her sweet voice once again, this time never to return.

She had him, and she knew it. Stephanie even knew her perfume was now being deeply associated with her hypnotic hold over him permanently in his mind. That was precisely the reason she had reapplied her spellbinding fragrance just moments before: just to make her personal hold over him that much greater and that much more sexual in nature. He would now tell Stephanie everything and anything she wanted to know to facilitate her enslavement of him. She knew what questions to ask and how to ask them, that much was certain. This was her specialty, and ask away she did.

Before Stephanie was through with her expert interrogation of her newest client, he had told her all about watching her earlier while she had been applying her makeup, and why he had. How it had always turned Scott on to see a woman paint her beautiful face with her so carefully chosen and ever-so pretty cosmetics that women use to look so lovely, and use to attract men to them. She even learned what qualities it was that he looked for in women he was most likely to fall for, not that what he wanted now and before today would much matter anymore. Not since he was being prepared to be thoroughly conditioned via hypnosis, anyway! Stephanie's own special brand of hypnosis, so powerful that it could amount to a near total brainwashing of his mind. Doctor Nelson was going to decide what qualities Mr Roberts would look for from now on in a woman: the qualities SHE would teach him were important to him!

Stephanie was having a hard time catching her breath: this was EXACTLY what she had been looking for! She couldn't believe her good luck. Her instincts had been right on, as usual, and her first prospect turned out to be "just what the Doctor ordered"! Now it was time to get to work. Stephanie reached into her cosmetics clutch and removed a very small, square tubed lipstick. It had a shiny silver case and a cute little red heart on the end of the cap. The name of the lip color was "Pyro", by Hard Candy, and it was one cute little man-stopper in Stephanie's book. As a matter of fact: it was her very favorite lipstick for seduction, when she was in an "evil seductress" sort of mood!

"Scott, darling, I want you to watch this." said the jubilant brunette haired hypnotist. Stephanie waved the exquisitely feminine looking lipstick capsule before his eyes. "It's a lipstick: MY lipstick! My prettiest RED lipstick! How lovely it is, isn't it?" Once Scott's eyes were locked on the tip of Stephanie's deadliest cosmetic, she began her final phase of this particular hypnotic induction. Hypnosis by cosmetics: a new one, even for Stephanie, who had tried them al! "Now, Scott; I want you to watch what I am going to do now. I am going to apply my lipstick to my lips. I am going to apply my red, red lipstick to my lips." she repeated (as she did with most hypnotic commands for their maximum effect on her subjects).

"As you watch the lipstick, my deep red lipstick, glide over my mouth, making my lips deeper and deeper red, I want you to go that much deeper and deeper into hypnosis for me. Deeper and deeper into hypnosis for me, as my lips grow redder and redder: do you understand?" Scott gave a weak "Yes..." as his glassy eyes moved from Stephanie's perfectly made up blazing blue ones and trailed slowly on down her prettily made up face until they were locked on her already red stained lips. Stephanie slowly began to paint her mouth with her Pyro Red lipstick as she gazed into Scott's glassy eyes, once again using them as if they were a little compact mirror. That point was not lost on the provocatively smiling witch, as she thought how lovely it was to convert a man into being one of her very own little makeup accessories, holding mirrors (or serving as one), and otherwise being ever so obedient to her cosmetic application needs!

Stephanie actually looked much less excited than she really was at this moment, as she began slowly dragging the deliciously perfumed red head of the beautifully erotic lipstick across her lush mouth. Her heart was now pounding half out of her chest, actually making area between her breasts of the white silk blouse she was wearing slightly bounce to her heart's adrenaline enhanced beat, as if blowing in a gentle breeze. She was positively ecstatic at how Scott's hypnotic programming was going on only the second session he had undergone with her so far. It was a true testimonial to her abilities as a hypnotherapist, as well as to her charm and cunning as a woman. It was time to finish this hunk of a man off.

He was HER man now, and it was time to close the deal. Stephanie knew she better do it before her predatory instincts got the best of her and she ravished him right then and there. There would be time for that later. One day. Maybe. What was important to the Doctor now, was her "experiment". She needed to get her subject conditioned to have her at the very center of his little universe. Starting with the center of her upper lip, Stephanie's fingers arched up and out to the left corner of her sensuous mouth with the little silver tube, immediately and perfectly filling in her lip line with the rich red color.

She then repeated the same mesmerizing motion of her hand with the right side of her mouth, immediately filling in her lip entirely with the creamy red color. Very much like her varied style of hypnotic induction, she continued to alternate movements: painting the left side, then the right side of her pretty mouth; back and forth, back and forth, all the while Scott continued his descent into the loving arms of Stephanie's wickedly irresistible hypnotic spell. It wasn't until she had done this several times and saw that Scott was following her movements just as she had instructed him to, that she began to murmur deepening instructions to him as she finished painted her lips to his (and her!) total distraction.

"Scott, isn't it wonderful? Isn't it lovely? To watch a woman paint her face, her cheeks, her eyes, her lips... just for you. Just to make you notice her. To make him want to look at her and not be able to look away. To NOT be able to look away?", she instructively cooed as she used her free left hand to run those ever-so soothing little circles around his right temple and massage his earlobe, deepening her control over him unbelievably effectively.

"Yes... Yes... Sleep, my pet. Deep, deep... sleeeep. Deep, deep... sleeeep. Deeper and deeperrrr, under my control. I want you to go into deeep hypnosis for me!" she purred, before pausing with her lipstick on the ready as if to say: "If you aren't under as deep as I want you now, I'll just paint my lips until you ARE, young man!" There was no need for that, she observed with a BEAUTIFUL red-lipped woman's painted smile: he was totally entranced and ready for her next phase.

Once that she was certain he was in a total somnambulistic trance, Stephanie began going about installing her post hypnotic commands and triggers directly into her captive man's subconscious mind. "Now, my darling: I want you to listen carefully. I am going to give you some suggestions. Some things you will not forget. Suggestions you will not forget and that you will do for me without fail. A couple things you will do for me, but you will NOT remember my having given you the instructions to do them, only that you will do them as if they were your own ideas.

You will only remember them deep, deep in your subconscious mind, but NOT in your conscious awareness, DO YOU UNDERSTAND ME?". Scott's eyes were barely open, his conscious mind had been gently, painlessly put to sleep by the whispering witch. "Yes, Doctor Nelson.", a helpless Scott replied. "Yes...what, my sweet? I want you to tell me now what it is that you will do for me." she commanded sternly. "I will not remember that you gave me suggestions of things that I will do - only that I will do them without fail." answered Scott, flatly. "Good...good...very, VERY good!" said a beaming Stephanie, her freshly painted mouth lighting up her entire face as she sexily twirled her lipstick back into it's tiny tube and put the cap back on it, setting it on top of her cosmetic bag's contents and visible in her open handbag. "Here is what you will do, my darling:

One: You have decided to continue your hypnotic sessions with me. You will need your hypnotic sessions with me. You will LOVE your hypnotic sessions with me. You will even dream of your hypnotic sessions with me, and dream ABOUT me. I want you to think of these wonderful, wonderful sessions any time you are sexually excited, my love.

Do you understand?" Scott answered his lovely tormenter that he did understand.

"Two: You will wear this pager I am going to give you. I see you don't wear one, but you will now! Whenever you receive a page that has a phone number followed by two zeros, you will know that it is me, and that the zeros are... MY EYES!" Stephanie smiled broadly at her own sexy imagery and cunning. "You will IMMEDIATELY become calm and go into a trance as you press the recessed red button on the pager three times, rapidly, like this." Stephanie depressed the red button three times in rapid succession, and a blue spinning spiral appeared in the alpha-pager's LCD window.

A blue spiral, the color of my hypnotic eyes appears like this..." Stephanie said, as she held the pager before her hypnotized prey's eyes. "Look into the spiral, my darling. Look deep into the spinning spiral and remember how deeply hypnotized you are right now. THAT is how hypnotized you will be whenever you look into the spiral in the future. MY spiral, my blue spiral will command you into deep hypnosis as if I were there with you, my love. This same spiral you will also now see emanating from my eyes whenever I COMMAND you to look deeply into them! In either event: when you look into my eyes because I tell you to, or you look into the pager's spiral because

I have paged you: you will IMMEDIATELY go into a DEEP, DEEP, hypnotic trance for me; DO YOU UNDERSTAND ME, Scott?". Scott most certainly did understand, and his pants throbbed a "Yes" to the beat of his heart - much to a now happily blushing Stephanie's glee! Scott also answered that he understood, with a simple "Yes.", and Stephanie smiled sweetly as she proceeded to finish their session.

"I am going to hypnotically "burn" all my commands to you deeply into your mind, Scott, my darling. I am going to do it with a kiss! I am going to kiss you on the mouth just once with my magically lipsticked red lips, and you will NEVER be able to forget my commands or disobey me, do you understand?" Scott said, again, that he did. With that, the beautiful Stephanie Nelson put her warm hands around Scott's head and pulled him in for that spellbinding kiss to seal his fate and bind him hypnotically to her forever. Stephanie kissed Scott deep and long, letting his mind fill with the taste and scent of her lipstick. When she was done with her witch's kiss, she carefully wiped her lipsticked kiss gently from his lips with a tissue, and then awakened him after a little reinforcing of his amnesia instructions to remember nothing of their session later.

Stephanie awoke Scott with a standard "count to three and you are awake" ending of a trance. They chatted for a bit afterward, and Scott asked, nearly pleading, if he could have an appointment with her as soon as possible, telling her he was free at 3PM the following day. Stephanie reluctantly agreed to see him again, even on her day off "just to help him finish his research" and to be better able to make up his mind as to if he wished to continue seeing her, or consider using her services for his firm's employees. Stephanie excused herself from her hypnotic suite to go get her appointment book.

Doctor Nelson announced that she was writing 3PM into her appointment book for Scott to see her tomorrow as she walked. Appearing to look at what she was doing, but not really looking at all at the appointment book. Stephanie was, in reality, watching Mr Roberts and wondering if she could wait that long to hypnotize him again! Perhaps a test of the pager would be in order now? Yes... She had had a feeling he was ready for being summoned to her out of the blue, and made up her mind to test out her hypnotic conditioning of her new slave. The 3PM appointment would just assure him that all was well, normal enough... but he would see her much sooner than that! "He is SUCH a good little subject: hypnotic... and otherwise!", thought a suddenly lusty feeling Stephanie.

They concluded their meeting with a businesslike handshake and parted ways for the evening. She sent a somewhat confused Scott on his way moments later. He left immediately after that friendly handshake with the professionally convivial Doctor Nelson, thanking her for her time and understanding of his situation before leaving. Wasn't he going to tell her something to the effect of: "no more hypnosis sessions for me!"? What had happened? What could she have said that was so convincing as to have left him now doing completely otherwise than was his original plan when he came to see her? Why did it now seem to be the right thing, the best thing, and the ONLY thing to do: seeing her tomorrow at that 3PM appointment he had just made? "Oh well, what could it hurt?", he thought, as he walked to his car and drove home for the night...

Scott was going about his routine for the day, en route to the grocery store when he heard his pager go off. "I... I have a pager now?" was the thought that crossed Scott's mind as he prepared to answered it's melodious little chime. How could he have put it on this morning and not had it cross his mind that it was strange he was doing that SINCE HE DIDN'T OWN ONE!!! Scott found he merely accepted the idea that "he did NOW!", and then thought of Stephanie and vaguely recalled her gifting him with it. "Sweet girl, BEAUTIFUL eyes..." thought Scott as he pressed the "Recall" button and saw a phone number.. followed by two zeros! Immediately, Scott pulled over and parked the car. This was important, he knew, at some level of consciousness. It must be: his heart was pounding out of his chest! Scott's thumb went to the recessed button and reflexively pressed it three times. The spirals appeared and shone in his wide eyes. The world drifted away, more like SHOT away, as the spirals and the sound of his memory of Stephanie's sweet, soothing voice filled his head. "Around and around...around and around... pretty spirals, like her eyes.. like her lovely blue eyes.." thought Scott as he drifted into deep trance. He had one mission: to continue to gaze into the spiral displayed on the pager, and call that number with the lovely "eyes" after it on his pager.

After fumbling sloth-like for the mobile telephone and dialing the number he couldn't get out of his head, Scott reclined in the seat of his luxury car and gazed deeply and intently at the spirals as he waited for an answer at the other end. He didn't have to wait long. A lovely woman's voice, HER voice was waiting for him. "Scott... are you ok?" Stephanie asked. "Yes, Doctor. I am fine." came a dreamy reply. "What are you doing right now, my love?" the musical voice of the woman asked the man she knew she had deeply hypnotized at the other end. "I am...looking at the spirals... in your eyes...on my pager..." answered a drugged sounding Scott. "Excellent! You have made me so proud! So very proud! Scott, I want you to drop whatever you are doing and come to me now. Come to me. Come to your pretty hypnotherapist. You want to see me. You need to see me. You MUST see me! Do you understand?". Scott answered that he did, and Stephanie smiled as she then gave him her home address and talked him up and out of his trance. "You will not remember that i summoned you, Scott: only that you called me back when I paged you just to ask how you were doing. YOU asked to see me. I gave in to your pleading and said ok - just this once - is that clear? Scott answered that he understood and would comply before Stephanie awakened him from his deep sleep. In moments, he was on his way to be by her side.

Scott arrived at Stephanie's home barely a half hour later. His heart was pounding as he walked to the door.

Scott knew, at some level, this beautiful woman was good for him and cared for him very much. Even though his mind knew, somewhere, that she toyed with her hypnotic abilities and power over him, he knew there was something there. Some caring. Some attraction. He certainly felt attracted to her now! The stunning woman answered the door and smiled warmly at her gentleman caller, inviting him in and closing the door behind him. How could he be frightened of such a delicate and delicious lady: 5'6", attractive, and with a lovely brunette head of soft, silky hair? Still, as he stood before her in her home's hallway, he tried to avert his eyes from hers. He knew, somehow, what would come next. He knew, in the back of his mind, that whenever he would find himself strangely compelled to go to Stephanie out of the blue like this, that there would be an intimate moment or two with her, and then the cooing followed by the darkness. He knew this, at this moment, now, somehow. That he would have, and had already had, no memory of events for periods of hours with her. Even the memories he recalled were, very strangely distant feeling and impossible to focus on sharply. In an instant, it hit him: was it that the memories were false! Was she hypnotizing him, and for what, to do what!?!? He had to get awy from this woman, and quickly!

It was too late. Stephanie stopped sexily painting her lips and applying her favorite red lipstick in the hallway mirror and turned to face him. Her gaze hit Scott the same moment as the entrancing perfume she had just applied to her neck wafted it's way to his senses. Scott was immediately aroused and dizzy to the point of wanting to sit down as he tried to look away from the spellbinding blue eyes that seemed to float above her sensuously bright red lips - lips which had already begun to murmur the words to the trance induction that would once again claim his mind for her.

"Look at me, Scott!", Stephanie's shimmering red lips commanded. "Look into my eyes, you CANNOT resist me! LOOK AT ME!" Scott's eyes traveled up from the floor, where they had just been nervously racing..hiding from her. Up her black high heeled pumps to her fine meshed stockings. Up her slinky silk dress and lithe form to settle momentarily on those oh-so erotically painted lips before locking onto her eyes, just as she had willed him to. Stephanie smiled as she saw his eyes seem to go blank, his lips part in full hypnotic relaxation, as he began his fall into her lustrous eyes. "Yes, my sweet... yes.... Sleep. Sleep. Sleep. Deep, deep, sweet sleep. I want you to go into deeeep hypnosis for me."

By now, Stephanie had closely approached her effectively rehypnotized subject. His eyes began to flutter closed as she placed her perfumed wrists along side his freshly shaven face and began to massage his earlobes again, to deepen his trance. "Oh, no, no: not yet! Don't close your eyes YET, my sweet! It is not time! I want you to go deeper for me. MUCH deeper. Deeper into trance. Deeper into ME, as I am going to go ever deeper into YOU!". Scott couldn't close his eyes now, and stared deeply into the blue hypnotic eyes of Doctor Nelson. He sighed a near gasp as he plummeted into deep hypnosis at the sight of her hypnotic eyes up so close to his. Stephanie was wearing her new hypnotic spiral contacts, but Scott didn't know that. He would have seen spirals in her eyes anyway. Stephanie was pretty sure he would have, but wanted her first test of the hypno-pager display and the transference of the sight of the blue spirals to her eyes in his mind to be a very powerful memory for her prey. It was, and Scott was taken as deeply as she needed him to go in less than a couple minutes of massaging his earlobes and gazing into his eyes with her prettily painted and prepared-for-hypnosis ones. He was hers, once again.

"Oh, Scott... what times we will have! What wonderful times!" Stephanie said as she tossed her perfumed hair as she swirled on her heels like a happy school girl and picked up her clutch. Shooting Scott a glance she playfully said "DEEPER NOW!", and smiled at the slight movement of his head, as if he were struck by something. She felt like the "Annie Oakley of Hypnosis" as she opened the door for them and brushed his ear with her red lips as she murmured "Ever deeper, my pet. We are going on a date, and you will remain deeply hypnotized and under my control the entire time, do you understand?" "Yes, Doctor" was the reply and that made Stephanie smile her prettiest red-lipped smile at him. "Oh, Scott! I could just gobble you up! Right now, though, we are going shopping! Doesn't that sound like fun? Your lovely Doctor Nelson wants to go try on some new perfumes and maybe model some new makeups for you, would you like that?" Scott answered with a simple "Yes.", and Stephanie took him by the hand and led him out to her car.

The entire drive to the Mall saw Stephanie murmuring to passenger Scott various instructions and deepening scripts as she used the passing road before him to focus his attention on and be fascinated by. He was going to need to look alert, awake and normal in the stores, but was going to remain deeply hypnotized. Stephanie wanted his input as to what perfumes and makeup schemes would give her the most control and power, as a woman and as a hypnotist, over him. These were things he was not likely to share were he not hypnotized. He was also going to be TREATING her today to the very tools of his sexual and hypnotic enslavement, so best he be hypnotized to relieve any pain and inhibitions there, too, was Stephanie's take on the subject!

Upon arriving in the lot, Stephanie told Scott to turn and look into her lustrous blue eyes. The hypnotic spirals worked their magic as the pretty hypnotist suggested to her prey that he now become more vibrant and awake looking - but continue to be held under her hypnotic control, ever deepening to the sights, sound and scent of her. She then walked, hand in hand, with her big, strong hypno-man into the mall in search of those feminine beauty essentials men are so uncomfortable (and even frightened) with.

Stephanie led Scott through the maze of counters festooned in little bottles, jars, crystal decanters and applicators. A woman's paradise of scents and sights. Occasionally pulling an "Annie Oakley" on him, and suddenly turning and whispering "Deeper. MORE compliant!" into his ear when no one was looking turned Dr Nelson on, and left Scott unable to rouse himself and escape her hypnotic grasp. The afternoon would be spent as she willed it to be, that was now certain.

The Christian Dior counter saw a beaming Stephanie experimenting with the beautifully gold encapsuled "Dioriphic" lipstick line, blush and various ways of doing her eyes. The handsome young makeup artist who was applying her shadow for her was a doll, and Stephanie wouldn't have minded enslaving HIM to come over and do her makeup for her every morning, and when she had a special date or outing to go to. How nice to have your own little makeup artist at your disposal! "Too bad he is gay.." thought Stephanie with a little pout, as her eyes drifted up to Scott's. "But HE'S not!", she thought with a smile and as she fixed her hypno-spiraled eyes on her mesmerized lover. Scott's eyes immediately locked onto hers and his head made that little rush-like jolt back - almost imperceptible, except to Doctor Nelson, who was looking for it. She knew that meant he was lost in her spell and was going NOWHERE until she told him he could!

The makeup artist finished with his hand in the air, femininely holding the shadow applicator in the air as he asked Stephanie what she thought - by way of complimenting himself and saying "Perfect!". Stephanie looked in the large oval shaped silver mirror on the Dior counter and was shocked at how hypnotically surreal her eyes looked! She looked like a hypnotic siren in full "mesmer mode" from a movie! Her eyes now PERFECTLY matched her shadow and liner, with her vibrant splash of blush on the apples of her cheeks and hyper red lip color balancing the entire effect out to a nice, calm, 150 megaton blast! A radiant and very excited Stephanie looked away from the mirror with an "I LOVE it! Scott?", as she looked at her trophy boyfriend.

Scott's head again swayed back slightly, as if hit by a small version of that grassy knoll magic bullet (or wherever magic bullets come from - in this case they came from her EYES!), and he gasped another sigh before telling her she looked "So beautiful..." and "Breathtaking. I can't look away.". Stephanie smiled a sexy woman's smile and replied "Of COURSE you can't look away, my darling!" before looking back at the (immune) gay pretty boy and saying "Wrap it up!". After Scott had purchased the $88 of makeup treats for his newly beloved, they migrated to the perfume counter, with Scott carrying the pretty little bag with the woman's face on it that said (in BIG red letters) Makeup Madness Sale `99. Scott was seemingly oblivious to the humiliation he normally would have felt if he were to carry a flagrantly labeled makeup kit for a woman through a crowded store. Actually, the baseball player physique of his, and the accompanying male ego would have seen him flatly refuse and such request.

Stephanie knew this and smiled back at him as she shot a "Deeper..." over her shoulder. Bulls eye!

Stephanie stood at the counter looking at all the little bottles of perfume, as she mused whether she could make her new love actually try on a woman's scent or not! Ah, another time... Right now: it was time to find JUST the right potion to use on him. Scott sniffed obediently as Stephanie offered him strip after perfumed strip to sniff, before finding the one that seemed to make him lose himself in one long inhaling of it through his nose. Eyes closed, head rocking slightly back as he inhaled, Stephanie's expert eyes spied the telltale relaxing of his jaw and slight parting of his lips which indicated the scent had overpowered his senses and actually deepened her hold over him because she was the one holding the strip.

Stephanie picked up the atomized and sprayed some on her neck, on either side, and told the salesgirl "I'll take it - what is it called?". "Oh, this is a new one, called "Hypnotic Poison", Miss", replied the salesgirl as she looked into Stephanie's eyes for the first time since they had been at the counter. The pretty salesgirl's eyes showed shock and her lips parted at the combination of her words of "hypnosis" and the effect of gazing into Stephanie's obviously hypnotic eyes. "Yes.." Stephanie cooed. "You understand. Please wrap it up and I will have my pet, here, pay you for it." smiled a suddenly diabolical looking Doctor Nelson.

The pretty young girl did as she was told. EVERYONE did as they were told by the mesmerizing Doctor, including Scott, as he dutifully paid the hefty price for the flacon of Hypnotic Poison. The salesgirl couldn't take her eyes off the couple, and studied Scott carefully as she rang up the purchase and bagged the expensive perfume. Was this woman a... was he....what was she wearing those hypnotic contacts for?", thought the college girl as Stephanie deliberately let her hear a whispered "Deeper.." as she catlike rubbed her perfumed face against Scott's, marking him with her scent and expertly leaving a slight trace of her lipstick on his collar. The salesgirl was entranced, herself, by the time they left her there, open mouthed and wide eyes as she stared at the exiting couple. Stephanie smiled and thought, "Gee: I wouldn't have minded having my own personal perfume valet, either!", as she gave her hips a little extra sway and put her hand on Scott's neck to give him a little trance deepening massage.

Once they were at the mouth of the store, inside the mall, Stephanie told Scott: "I have to go now, I have things I need to do. You have been WONDERFUL! SO gentlemanly, so gallant! Thank you SO much for my new makeups and perfume -I will certainly make SURE I wear them for you!". Stephanie smiled at her little joke of irony before continuing. "Scott, I want you to remember only that we had a lovely time together, that you saw me in whole new light: as a beautiful, sensuous and interesting woman that you simply ADORE spending time with. I want you to remember that you INSISTED on buying me all these lovely gifts, and that you felt so wonderful, so warm, so happy doing that for me. Making me happy, you see, means everything in the world to you, Scott, do you understand?" Scott said "Yes, Doctor Nelson" as he fell into those eyes of hers. "Scott, darling, I want you to call me Stephanie from now on, and I want you to continue to have warm feelings about today, about me, about gifting me and being with me. I want you to catch a cab back to my place for your car, but not before you go shopping for one more little item for me. I need a new hypnotic crystal pendant, my love, and you are JUST the man to pick out a nice effective one for me! I want you to shop around, and find for me the one that has the MOST power over you, that fascinates you the most by drawing your eyes in and tying up your mind with the beauty and complexity of the lights and colors within. Will you do that for me, and give it to me as a surprise gift the next time I summon you?". Scott insured her that he would, and received a very, very light kiss from her lips on his as a reward before Stephanie finished tuning her selective memory and amnesia hold over him and departing as he came to. With a mission.

Scott walked out of the Mall and flagged a cab. He hopped in and told the driver where to go for his car. Scott stared out the window as they drove. He thought of how wonderful it felt to please Stephanie. He couldn't wait to get her the Crystal Pendant she had requested he pick out. He didn't know why in just a few days he had become so attracted to her. But, then it felt so right to be with her and he loved the feelings he felt when he was with her. He smiled and thought to himself that it didn't matter. It must be the right thing because it left him feeling warm and fuzzy inside

As they drove through downtown he was looking out the window, watching the sun glistening off the storefronts. He was caught by a flicker of deep Blue light that made his head snap back. His will was gone his head spinning filled with Stephanie's eyes and words. He had the cab driver stop and walked toward the Blue shimmer. Feeling it drawing him in, as Stephanie's eyes drew him deeper and deeper into her warm control. He looked in the window at the Pendant hanging and twirling in the sun. He stared and felt its power draining his will. He knew Stephanie would love it. He walked into the store. As he left with it in his hand, He could feel its power growing over him. The cab dropped him off at his car and he drove home. He thought to himself how lucky it had been that he had met Stephanie and how wonderful it felt to be with her.

When he got Home he went to his dresser and took the pendant out of the bag and held it in front of him. He watched the light as it flickered off the many facets and thought of Stephanie's eyes staring into his and started to drift. It felt so relaxing and warm drifting deep into the depths of the pendant. Scott could almost feel Stephanie there with him. He looked in the mirror and saw her Red lipstick on his ear and thought of her painting her lips in the hall. And her *Eyes* Blue spirals taking him deeper and deeper into her total control. Arousing him with her power, her control, and the way he felt with her. He couldn't wait to see Stephanie again and to give her the pendant.

Stephanie left the mall feeling aroused with the power and control she had over Scott in such a short period of time. She knew he would become a very obedient as their time together grew. She wanted to call his pager again. Just to hear him say the words, "I'm looking at the spirals in your eyes". But she would have to wait. She needed to take care of a few things first. She got in her car and drove home. Stephanie lived in the country on an old plantation. The buildings on the property were in very good condition for there age. But were vacant except for Stephanie and her staff, (they were all hypnotic slaves of hers) who lived in the caretaker's house.

She was planning to have Scott come to visit but wanted everything to be just *Perfect* for his arrival. When she walked up to the door, there were two boxes on the porch. They were from "The Erotic Hypnotic Boutique", and Mistress Valerie's Slave Den, she smiled with a devilish smile and carried the boxes in. She couldn't wait to open them. She opened the first one and pulled out a wall mirror and remote control button. She walked to the guest bathroom and took down the old mirror and hung the new one in its place. She pushed the remote and a Blue spiral swirled slowly to its center. Pulsing Blue and White twisting deeper and deeper into its center. As she watched she felt its power and switched it off. She thought how she couldn't wait to show Scott. She opened the other box and looked inside. She smiled once more thought about calling Scott but closed the box and got ready for bed.

Stephanie awoke aroused with the thought of Scott coming to the house. She knew he would want to come. But she had one appointment before she could page him. She thought of how the spiral would deepen her control over him how she would make him crave her control and submit to her "Feminine Power" and beg to be with her always. But that would have to wait. Business before pleasure, she smiled. She got dressed and headed to the office. David was waiting at her office when she got there. "Hi, you must be David" she said smiling,"you're early". "I like to be on time" said David and followed Stephanie in.

You're here for the "Corporate Package" aren't you she asked. "Yes I am, just want to take the stress out of my life and have no worries for a while." "Oh I think we can help you forget all of that." Stephanie said looking deep into his eyes. Watching as his eyes widened and stared back deeply into hers. "Shall we get started" she smiled. And watched as his head did that little snap, back into place. "Oh yes Dr. of course I must have drifted of for a second ... Sorry" David said and followed her into her office. "That's OK" she smiled, "you relax easily and it will help you get into the program much quicker." Stephanie took David in and gave him the choice of the couch or recliner. He took the recliner and Stephanie started to work her Black Magic Hypnosis on him.

"David, I want you to take a deep breath in and hold it, then let it out slowly letting your stress flow out with the warm air. Breathe in and let your stress out. Breathing deeper and deeper with each breath. Your body slowing down finding that soft warm safe spot to drift. Drift into my words. My words that relax you and remove the stress you have built up. Releasing the worries. How do you feel David, she asked?" "Wonderful" said David dreamily. "Good you are doing just perfect." He was under twice as quick as Scott was with half the work. She continued with the induction taking him deeper and deeper down. Releasing all his stress and his worries, just as she had promised. She would remove one more thing at no charge for him, his will to resist. Her feminine power and control grew over him. He fell deeper and deeper under her control craving her every word. Aroused by her eyes, submitting to her will and needing to obey her every command.

He would want to please her just as Scott did each time his pager went off. Stephanie smiled and put a battery in the new pager. David was her new pet and she was going to train him to come when she called. There was going to be another trip to the mall very shortly to see just how well David Obeyed. She took out her Red lipstick and on his way up from his deep seductive slumber. She sealed his fate with her seductive Red burning kiss. Watching as he quivered to her soft lips on his. She marked his collar just as she had marked Scott's as she listened to the soft moan of submission coming from his parted lips. She brought David out of the trance setting all his triggers and deepening her control. She gave him the pager and told him about the spirals and her eyes. When David came out he thanked her and said he had never felt so good and so relaxed. Stephanie said Thank you and set another appointment for him the following week. But he would see her before that. She Smiled. "See you next week David."

After her appointment she called Scott's pager. She waited for the phone call. Watching to see if he would beat his old time. Smiling knowing he would. Scott returned her call and she told him to meet her at her office. Stephanie walked to the window and watched as David unlocked his car and climbed in. She picked up her phone and dialed his pager and her number followed by two 0's. He looked at the pager and pulled his car to the curb. Her phone started to ring. Stephanie started to smile when she saw David's number on the caller ID. Stephanie answered her phone. "How are you David?" "Fine" Dr. David said dreamily. David parked his car and returned to the office. "Hello David", Stephanie smiled, "how are you feeling?" "Wonderful" Dr. David said. "Good boy" Stephanie smiled. "Look into my eyes and feel yourself drift. Drifting deeper and deeper into that warm safe place where my voice leads you. Down deeper and deeper into my control. David I need to know how deep you are. Give me a number from 1 to 10 1 is not deep and 10 is the deepest" said Stephanie. David managed a muffled "9" and stared deeply into Stephanie's eyes. "Very Good David. I want you to do exactly as I tell you to do you understand David" she asked. "Yes Dr.", he answered in his flat voice. "Good boy, I want you to call me Mistress instead of Dr. when you are under this trance do you understand David? Yes Mistress, he replied his eyes still locked on hers. I also want you to return to this deep deep state of trance whenever I say the words. Come to Mistress Stephanie My Pet David. Do you understand." "Yes Mistress." "Very, very good David." Stephanie smiled and became aroused at the thought of her control over David. She couldn't wait for Scott to arrive. To see which of her pray would fall the deepest for her.

Scott knocked on the door and Stephanie answered. "Hello Scott, what brings you here, she smiled." "Your eyes Dr.." "Yes I know" she said. And stared into Scott's wanting eyes. She had devoured his will in a single glance. "Scott I need to know how deep you are. Give me a number from 1 to 10 1 is not deep and 10 is the deepest" said Stephanie. Scott stared deeply into Stephanie's eyes, "8" he said. "Good boy", Stephanie was so aroused at her control. She couldn't decide who to command next. She picked Scott. He needed more work then David. He was harder to break but he would be at 10 when she was through and want to go even deeper. She picked up some headphones and handed them to David. "I want you to listen to my *Blissful* voice while I talk to Scott." "Yes Mistress", David put the headset on. Stephanie told David to listen to her voice and wait for her next command. She turned back to Scott and took out her Silver Little Red Heart lipstick. She walked seductively toward him. "Do you remember this Scott." "Yes", he said looking at the lipstick in Stephanie's waving hand. Following it with his wanting eyes. She could see the trance deepening in his eyes as the cosmetic did its work.

With every swipe of the lipstick Stephanie applied to her lips Scott's mind was wiped of his own control and replaced with Stephanie's. Stephanie asked Scott how deep he was now. "10" ,was his reply. His eyes liquid pools of want and need for Stephanie to command. "Scott", she said. "I want you whenever you are this deep into trance to call me Mistress. Do you understand." "Yes Mistress", he said drifting deeply on her words. "Goood boy", as she capped the Red drug. "I want you to remember how deep you are right now. I also want you to return to this deep deep state of trance whenever I say the words. Come to Mistress Stephanie My Pet Scott. Do you understand." "Yes Mistress." His eyes fluttering as her words deepened his trance. Scott was lost in her deep web of control and Stephanie knew it. But now he would go deeper and deeper until all he would want was to be under Stephanie's control and be commanded by her wishes. Stephanie was so aroused at this point she could feel her own wetness building. She needed to take Scott to the point of no return and this made her wetness even hotter. She leaned over to Scott and whispered into his ear. "How deep will you go for your Mistress Scott." "As deep as you wish, he moaned." "Very good Scott" she continued and watched as he squirmed as her breath floated into his waiting ear.

Stephanie looked to David he was sitting staring blankly with a smile on his face. Stephanie took the headphones off David. "How was my voice David?" "I am in Bliss Mistress", his eyes glazed and wanting. "Good boy, I am sooo glad you liked it. I have some other recording you may like too." Stephanie giggled and put the headphones back on David. She handed a set of headphones to Scott. "Your turn my pet." "Yes Mistress", Scott put them on sat in the other chair. Stephanie left the room to get some things ready to go home. She was going to bring her new pets to see where there Mistress lived. Where all her wishes would be fulfilled. She smiled and walked down the hall. When she returned. Stephanie took the headphones off her new pets. She had Scott and David stand together for her next command. "I want you both to come to my house. Where you will feel the need to look at my Mirror that is in the bathroom. You would both like this idea don't you?" Stephanie beamed as there came a simultaneous "yes" from the two. "Good boys. I want you both to come out of your trance and follow me to my house. When you get out of your cars you will follow me to the house. Do you understand?" "Yes" in unison was the reply. Stephanie felt the shiver of control wash over her and grinned. "When you get into the house Scott will need to use the bathroom. Scott will go then David you will feel the need too. I will bring you both out of trance now. As I count from 5 to 1 and you will return to your normal selves. Remembering the need to go to my house with me. Stephanie counted setting her triggers as they came out. 5 starting to awake. 4 feeling eyes start to open stretching. 3 more and more awake remembering all I have told you. 2 feeling refreshed and awake. 1 all the way awake and feeling perfect."

"Scott this is David, I don't think you two have met." They shook hands and looked puzzled at each other not knowing how the other had gotten in without noticing. "How would you two like to see my New Mirror at my house?" Stephanie smiled knowing the answer.

David and Scott walked out with Stephanie and drove to her house. When they arrived Scott asked to go to the bathroom. Stephanie pointed it out and walked to the bar and switched on the remote. She put a CD in the player next to the remote. It was titled Fem Basic. She smiled and turned to David. "Come to Mistress Stephanie My Pet David." "Yes, Mistress," his eyes glazed. "I want you to answer some questions for your Mistress." "Yes, Mistress." "When you answer each question you will feel more submissive and aroused. Your trance will also deepen. Wanting to sink deeper and deeper for your Mistress. Releasing your mind to me so I may shape it. You can feel it slipping down as I talk to you. Spiraling into a Blue swirl. When you are in the Blue swirl you will want to do whatever you here you will obey without question. You will submit without thought. You will want to obey your Mistress more and more as you surrender you will to me. Do you understand my pet?" "Yes, Mistress I will obey." "Good pet, very very good."

"Have you ever thought of being a woman David?" "Yes Mistress." "Good boy submitting more to me now. I want you to try and be a woman David, You will do this for your Mistress won’t you." "Y...yess Mistress," David stuttered out. "Very Good my pet you can now feel the female hormones filling your sack and spreading through your whole body. It feels so good to submit, to be so feminine to obey. You can feel your muscles shrinking, softening. The female hormones are filling each one. Can you feel this happening David?" "Oh yes Mistress I do," David said in a very feminine voice. "Very very good, you are doing just perfect." David was so aroused he was starting to tremble. Shaking and moaning in his now feminine voice. Stephanie was getting aroused too. Her panties were getting very wet. "Very good my pet." Stephanie slipped out of her panties to let her wetness breathe. She was becoming more aroused with each command David followed. "I want you to dress and act like a woman at all times from now on when you are in this trance. You will become more submissive and more feminine each time you enter trance. The deeper you go into trance the more you obey the more you obey the more you are aroused. The more you are aroused the more feminine you become. The more you wish to please your Mistress. Isn’t this right David?" "Oh…oh yes Mistress, yes let me please Mistress. In due time my pet. In due time." Stephanie laughed aroused with her power. Aroused at her control over David’s submission and transformation.

It was going to be Scott’s turn next when she finished with David. She could tell David wasn’t going to take long. She smiled and went to her bed and opened the box on it. She pulled out a Hot Pink collar with Mistress Stephanie’s Slut Denise engraved on it and handed it to David. "Do you know what this is David" she asked. "Yes Mistress." "It is not just a collar David but my ownership of you do you understand." "Yes Mistress" David lowered his eyes. Good boy . "You do want to be owned by me don’t you." "Oh yes Mistress" he whimpered. "Yes I knew you would," and she handed the collar to him. "Put this on to show who owns you and kneel to your Mistress." David fastened the clasp with a click. And knelt to Stephanie’s feet. "Good pet. Such a good girl. Sooo obedient and so aroused to submit to me. Aren’t you David?" "Oh, Yes ….Yes Mistress." "Good little slut. From now on when you ware this collar you will become Denise. My little hot slave slut. Do you understand." "Yes Mistress." "What is your name slave?" Denise was his reply. "Yes Denise. My little slave slut. What is your name Slave?" Denise again came from his lips in almost a whimper "Yeesss Denise, time for you to go take Scott’s place and listen to your Mistresses sweet words. And Obey all her commands and wishes. You do want to do this don’t you my little slave slut." "Yes Mistress…." Stephanie smirked knowing Denise would never be David again. Stephanie walked to the remote and switched it off. She turned the CD off too. She opened the door to fined Scott staring blankly at the Mirror. Come with me Scott. His gaze fell on hers as she sucked the last bit of his will from him with her Blue Eyes. He followed her out. She told Denise to go in and look at the Mirror and Obey her wishes. Denise walked in and shut the door.

"How do you feel Scott." "Soft, silky, smooth," he said in a very feminine voice. "Good you have listened so well and for being such a good listener I have a present for you." She reached into the box and pulled out another collar. This one was Bright Red. It was inscribed Mistress Stephanie’s Toy Cindy, and handed it to Scott. She had him put it on and made sure he knew his place at her feet and his new name When she finished taking Cindy down to her submissive bottom and ten times farther. She brought Denise back out and sat them both in front of her. "You are both so happy aren’t you my pets?" "Oh yes Mistress," they both said in there most feminine voices. "You are both eager to please your Mistress aren’t you." "Yes Mistress"both whimpering with anticipation. Good Girls. "It is almost Play time and you will get to please your Mistress very soon. You do so crave to please me don’t you." "Oh, Yes Yes Mistress," both pleading to Stephanie. "Yes my Pets Soooon." Stephanie patted both there heads.