The Erotic Mind-Control Story Archive

The irony was that Kate never wanted to go to Cape Cod in the first place. Well, that’s not completely accurate. She wanted to go to Cape Cod, but she wasn’t ready to leave the kids. Even when Peter suggested the anniversary trip back at Christmas, she knew she wasn’t going to be ready to leave the kids for Labor Day weekend. She knew she didn’t have a strong reason to say no though. Her parents were more than capable of watching them for a few days, and frankly it was a dream come true for her mom. Also, Kate had always posted on her mom-based Instagram blogs about how taking time to reconnect with your husband was so important. She knew she needed to walk the walk, not just talk the talk.

But still, she spent the whole first day in the absolutely beautiful Airbnb that Peter rented just crying and crying. She knew he deserved the romantic walks on the beach, and the amazing sunsets that Cape Cod had to offer… but instead he was handing her tissues as she couldn’t stop crying. Then she felt bad about that, and it made her sadness even worse.

Peter was amazing about it, as he always was. With that said, by like 11:30pm, he was pretty tired and wished she’d just roll over and go to sleep. Frankly, he was ready to eat the cost of the Airbnb and just head home tomorrow. But, Kate wanted to talk through her problems, that’s how she worked.

“I’m so sorry babe.” She said again. “I wish I didn’t feel this way, I really do. I mean I know my mom will totally take good care of them. Logically, I know that everything will be ok. I just can’t stop feeling so sad about leaving them.” She said, merely explaining the situation to him again, for like the thirtieth time. He took a deep breath and did his best to not sound annoyed. That had been a lot easier at 7:30pm than it was at almost midnight.

“I know sweetheart, but it’s not like you can just snap your fingers and feel differently”, he said, hoping maybe that would be enough to at least end it for the night.

“I know, it’s not like this is quitting smoking” she replied. He sat with that for a second. He didn’t really want to ask for a clarification, as he really just wanted to stop talking about this, but that comment didn’t really make any sense. Quitting smoking was a long process that people struggled with for years. How did it apply here?

“Huh?” he finally said after a pause. His curiosity getting the edge on his tiredness.

“Oh, nothing. You know I used to smoke, right?” she said casually.

Peter flipped around in bed and looked at her. “Like cigarettes? No. I didn’t know that. When?”

“Freshman year in college. I got into them, well….” She said before trailing off. She suddenly realized that this was going to lead to talk of her college boyfriend, which was not something that Peter handled well. He was extremely jealous. She immediately kicked herself for inadvertently going down this conversational road. “Anyway”, she continued, “I went to a hypnotist and he got me to stop smoking. So, that’s what I meant by a finger snap. OK, good night” she said, desperately hoping he wouldn’t make the quick jump to her college boyfriend and that she didn’t just ruin this anniversary vacation any more. She held her breath, hoping he wouldn’t go on his typical jealous rant, those were awful.

“Like the hypnotist just told you to stop smoking and you did?” he said.

She exhaled, so glad his response wasn’t about her ex. “Well, there is like a lot more to it than that, but yeah, it worked right away.” she said.

“Wow. Weird. Well, maybe we should try that” he said, rolling back over. He was too tired to make the connection in his head about the ex, and he was hoping that the conversation was over.

Kate was silent for a moment as her wheels started to turn…“Well, like, wait. What if we did?” she said.

He rolled back over again. “Huh?” he said once again.

“What if we found a hypnotist. They could like hypnotize me into worrying and obsessing and we could enjoy our trip.” She said. He could tell she was serious. This wasn’t completely off brand, she often came up with ideas that were… outside the box… or as Peter often thought to himself, kind of stupid.

“Let’s just give it a couple days babe, it will be fine” he said as he rolled over again, hoping he could finally just go to sleep. For that moment at least, he was in luck. She didn’t say anything else. However, she didn’t let her idea go. She grabbed her phone and started searching. She immediately found Cape Cod Therapuetics, a very reputable looking group. Their head clinical therapist was a professional looking, over weight woman in her 50’s. Kate figured this would be perfect. However, her excitement was short lived, as she soon saw a note on the website that said they were closed for vacation this week. Kate was bummed.

She didn’t give up though, she looked a bunch of other places. None worked out though, and she was getting tired. She was half asleep as she was clicking around, perhaps that’s why she didn’t realize that she had clicked on to reddit, and a hook up sub reddit for erotic hypnosis. She missed that part, as she just found someone named the Hyannis Hypnotist. Hyannis is one of the bigger towns on Cape Cod, and not far from where they were staying.

Right before she fell asleep, she messaged him.

The next morning, she awoke to the same sadness as the night before. The crying started right away as she wished the kids were coming to jump on her bed to wake her up. She found herself jealous of her own mom, as she knew she was likely the recipient of that this morning. Meanwhile, Peter was still out cold. She knew she had wrecked his first day of their vacation, and she could tell she was on track to wreck the second. She felt awful about that. That’s when she ed messaging the Hyannis Hypnotist last night. She checked her phone to see if he had written back.

Much to her delight, he had indeed. He said that he could definitely make time to see them, and asked where they should meet up. She was surprised he didn’t have his own office, but she had studied ing in school, so she knew how expensive rent and overhead were. She figured hypnotherapy had maybe started to be like Uber or Doordash where they come to you now.

Without telling Peter, she made an appointment for the Hyannis Hypnotist, whose real name was Brian, to come to the Airbnb that afternoon. The act of taking a proactive step made her feel better about the whole situation. She hopped in the shower and got herself ready.

Peter was surprised to find her completely ready for the day when he woke up. He had definitely expected tears on the deck with some coffee. He was more thrilled when she told him to hurry up and shower so that they could grab a quick lunch at the cute little restaurant they saw in the center of town.

He was halfway through an Irish Spring lather when he called out to her an asked why they needed to have a “quick lunch”. He certainly hadn’t made any other plans that day. That’s when she told him about how she had made an appointment for Brian the Hyannis Hypnotist to come to their Airbnb that day. She couldn’t see him roll his eyes as he was in the shower, but she safely assumed that was the case.

Peter was going to object, I mean, who knows what kind of wacko she found? But it was the middle of the day, and Peter was a big guy. He wasn’t that worried about safety. Also, what if it actually worked? Unlikely, but maybe all that needed to happen was that Kate believed it would work?

So, Peter agreed, and they had a nice lunch before heading back to their rented home for the long weekend. At 2:00, a short, pudgy, balding man with a mustache showed up at their door and introduced himself as Brian. Peter tried not to make it obvious that he was laughing at what a dork this guy looked to be. Of course, he noticed the little guy’s eyes widen as he took in Kate. She was an absolute smoke show, especially for the mid-thirties bracket she had now entered. She is 5′6″ with blonde hair, and blue eyes. When the kids started on the 8 to 3 elementary school schedule, it basically freed her up to work on self care for six hours a day. That meant the gym, the spa, facials, hair, etc. She took very very good care of herself, and it showed. Peter was quite used to guys just losing their shit when they saw her. It pissed him off. He knew it was part of being married to a Milf-10, but it still made his blood boil. He was a jealous guy by nature.

Kate was of course appreciative that Brian had come and was offering to help them, so she did her best to hide her disdain for the way he looked. She had always hated nerdy guys, since high school. However, she knew she needed this little toad’s help. She invited him in, got him some water, etc. She knew he was checking out the way her ass looked beneath her little summer tennis skirt, but this had been the case with pretty much every man she had every met in her life, so she was quite used to it. In fact, the few times it hadn’t happened, she was insulted. Typically, she’d take the opportunity to throw a big fit about how offended she was to be objectified if the guy was a little dork like this one, but again, she needed his help, so she couldn’t play her typical games.

After obligatory small talk about Cape Cod traffic, there was an awkward pause.

“So, how does this work?” Peter asked, trying to move this nonsense along.

“Right, well I see you have a big, comfortable looking couch right there. Perhaps you both can sit there. I’ll pull out my metronome and put it on the coffee table here. And we can get started.”

“Wait, you think I’m doing this too?” Peter clarified after Brian suggested they both sit on the couch.

“Well yes, this is a couples thing” Brian said, still under the impression that Kate had reached out to him knowing that he was an erotic hypnotist. The crazy thing about Kate’s half asleep message to him was that it both explained her situation, while in no way highlighting the fact that she was actually looking for hypnotherapy, not erotic hypnosis.

She had truthfully reached out to Brian with a message that had lines like “I want to make this vacation fun for my husband”, along with concepts of wanting to not be focused on what was happening at home, etc.

No, in fairness, if she wasn’t half asleep, or if she had even a little bit of an inquisitive nature, she would have clicked on Brian’s profile as the Hyannis Hypnotist. She would have seen his bio, she would have read how he had he had a hypno-fetish since cartoons and comics filled his Saturday mornings. She would have seen his photo manipulations of hypnotized women, and all his comments about his world domination fantasies. But, she didn’t.

Brian was starting to realize that there had been a mix up, but he quickly stuffed those ethical thoughts way down. This lady was one of the hottest ladies he had seen in real life, and definitely the hottest to ever give him a glass of water or shake his hand… never mind ask him to hypnotize her. He could not this opportunity up, he’d regret it for the rest of his life. Yes, there was the matter of the very large, mean looking husband. But what the hell, Brian had been beat up by bullies like him all his life. What was one more ass kicking?

Realizing he had been lost in thought, he scrambled to add to his last comment. “Yes, well, the intent here is to make Kate leave her worries behind and enjoy her stay here for the week. So, if you are to go on the journey with her, that will allow her to feel more connected to you, as it would be a shared experience.” Brian answered, trying to sound clinical.

“Now, if you’ll both sit down right there on the couch, I will get set up”, Brian instructed, desperately hoping there there would be no more objection. Peter grumbled, then sat down on the couch. His lack of rebuttal serving as acceptance. Kate gave him a kiss on the cheek and sat next to him. They watched as Brian took out an expensive looking black case, which housed an expensive looking metronome. They were right in that these items were indeed pricey, but Brian had a severe hypno-fetish, so that is where much of his disposable income went. He had always had visions of using it on lovely ladies at a hypno-munch or some other fetish related event.

He set the metronome on the table and turned it on. He prayed the attractive, cool couple in front of him couldn’t see the slight tremble in his hands, the small bead of sweat on his forehead, or the erection in his pants.

Brian cleared his throat, then changed to the hypnotist voice he had been practicing in his bedroom since high school. “Alright Kate and Peter. Now, I want you to pay attention to the clicks of the metronome, the moving of the pendulum, and just calmingly breathe in and out every four beats.

In and out.

In and out.

Each breath entering your lungs with the beat and out two beats later.

Just listen, watch, listen to the sound of my voice, and breathe.

In

And out.

In.

And out.

Look up at the pendulum as you see it start to go left.

And right.

Left

And right.

Back

And forth.

Back

And forth.

You hear the tick of the metronome in your ears and in your mind. Keeping beat. Calming you, helping you focus on your breathing and on my voice.

Now I am going to start counting down from 10 which I want you to repeat.

Each number making you more relaxed.

10 — All of your focus on the metronome and my voice.

9 — Let each tick of the metronome relax your entire body more and more.

8 — Each word, each tick, each sway makes you more comfortable.

7 — Put all of your attention on breathing, listening and watching.

6 — Drown everything else out

5 — Nothing else is important to you right now. My voice becomes the most important thing in your world.

4 — Let my voice into your mind.

3 — There is only my voice, only my power.

2 — When I hit zero, you will slip into trance for me.

1 — Completely under my hypnotic spell

Zero.” Brian said, as he watched the couple completely drop. His cock was absolutely rock hard, but he had work to do.

45 minutes later…

“9 becoming aware, and 10, wide awake” he said, before watching Kate and Peter stir and slowly wake up.

“I feel amaaaaazing!” Kate said jubilantly. Peter had to it, he really did too. Kate thanked Brian profusely, then even gave him a big hug… during which Brian was desperately hoping she wouldn’t bump into his still prominent erection. He knew if he hung around too long here, he’d somehow screw things up.

“Well, I have to get going, but I have a light week, with many of my regular clients away on vacation. If you need another session to help reinforce, or just for fun, I’d be glad to help.” He said professionally as he packed up his metronome.

“You are so sweet!” Kate said. She meant it too. She watched him pack up his stuff and she realized she had been a little hard on him. He wasn’t a nerd, he was a sweet guy. He was actually kind of cute in a certain way. And, most importantly, he had really helped her, she felt like the weight of the world had been taken off her shoulders.

Brian nodded politely again, then scooted out the door. As it closed behind him, Peter turned his attention to his wife. “How are you feeling?” he asked.

Kate gave him that megawatt smile that first made him fall for her, and slowly approached him, her eyes locked on his. She put her arms on his shoulder and moved in for a nice, slow kiss. “Mmmmmm. Does that answer your question?” she asked with a giggle. “Oh, that and hungry. Will you take me out to that seafood place we saw?” she said with a laugh.

They did indeed go to the seafood place, and for a walk on the beach, and later for ice cream. Peter was completely thrilled that Kate’s stupid hypnosis plan actually worked. She was totally carefree, she didn’t even mention the kids. It was like how she was when they were dating.

Also like when they were dating, the end of the night found Kate naked, sitting on Peter’s cock. He loved watching her feeling good on his big dick while he laid there. She looked so beautiful, her eyes closed, her hand up in her hair, a smile on her face as she gyrated her hips and torso on him.

She could soon feel herself getting close to orgasm, she shifted, putting her hands on his pecks, getting ready for the incredible orgasm. She briefly opened her eyes for a moment, and was surprised to see Brian’s face instead of Peter’s. It was at that moment that she came. She came so, so hard. Her orgasm was more powerful than it had been in years. She was yelling, screaming in orgasmic bliss. Peter loved it, albeit he knew nothing of her seeing Brian’s face, and effectively cumming on his dick instead of Peter’s… at least in her head for a moment.

She used the bathroom after that, and laughed to herself a bit. She wasn’t worried about, Brian had been in her subconscious that day. That’s why he must have popped up in her head. It’s like when she randomly saw Tom Hanks on TV a couple weeks ago, then he was in her dream that night. Of course, she wasn’t having sex with Tom Hanks in her dream, but whatever. She giggled to herself. If Brian only knew, he’d eat his heart out, lol.

The next morning, Kate woke up early, had some tea on the beautiful porch, enjoying the ocean air. Then she did her yoga and slowly got ready for the day. Peter slept in. So, each was doing what they liked best. It was a great start to the morning.

When he was out of the shower, Peter asked Kate how she slept, etc. He could see from her bright smile and the fact that she didn’t mention missing the kids that the hypnosis hadn’t worn off over night for her. He wasn’t sure if it would or not. He didn’t really know how all this stuff worked. However, it also didn’t really matter, as he was just happy that it was effective.

“So, did you come up with anything to put on our to do list today?” he asked his wife, knowing that his own to do list mainly just consisted of more sex.

“Well, I saw that cute cute little street with all the shops on the way back from dinner last night, I’d love to check that out. Maybe we can go after our Brian session?” she said with a pleasant smile.

“Wait, we are doing the hypnosis thing again today?” Peter said. He didn’t know it was a twice kind of deal.

“Well, yeah, I messaged him this morning and asked if he was free. , he offered yesterday.” She said.

“He did, but I didn’t think we were actually going to take him up on it”, Peter challenged.

“I know babe, but it just felt soooo amazing yesterday, and it helped like soo much. I figured, since I like really want to do it again, and it is our anniversary trip where we get to induldge a bit, what’s the harm, right?”

Peter was caught off guard. His brain went through the steps of “is this worth fighting about” that every husband’s does. Ultimately, he figured it wasn’t. After all, he enjoyed the session yesterday too, and he really didn’t mind the idea of going under again.

So, in a about an hour’s time, there they were again, back on the couch, staring at Brian’s metronome and listening to his voice as they slipped back into that deep hypnotic state they had enjoyed so much.

“9 becoming aware, and 10, wide awake” Brian said to the couple almost two full hours after starting his induction. Peter was surprised to find he had an erection. He was hoping neither Kate or Brian would see. Brian intimidated him, and this unusual situation would make it harder for Peter to act like he didn’t.

Kate could tell she was wet and aroused as she woke, but that didn’t really surprise her. Brian was such a sexy guy. Women likely always got wet when he hypnotized them. That voice, just feeling so intimate with such a hot guy like that… his power… all of it was really arousing. She too was hoping Brian didn’t notice, but she was less concerned about it than her husband.

Brian, however, was still playing the role of the professional, so he acted as if he didn’t notice their state of arousal, even though he damn well knew, as he has created it. He just packed up his metronome, and wished them a wonderful afternoon. Ironically, he too was hoping they did not notice that he had an incredibly intense erection of his own.

Both Peter and Kate were a bit lost in their own heads after that session. Each really, really enjoyed being hypnotized, and wondered if it could be something they did again the next day. Peter was sort of in a daze as he followed Kate into various stores and shops. In many ways, that was no different than any of the various vacationing husbands on this strip of Cape Cod boutiques.

“Hey babe, what do you think of this?” Kate said, holding up a men’s vineyard vines shirt.

“I think it is way too small and wouldn’t fit me” he said, surprised that she thought that would be something he could fit into.

“I know, duh. It’s for Brian. Do you think he’d like it?” She said, as she checked it out thoroughly.

“Wait, are we like paying him in shirts?” Peter asked, confused.

Kate rolled her eyes. “No silly, we are paying him via venmo. This is just… like an extra little thank you to make him happy.” She said. Kate really liked the idea of making Brian happy.

The rest of the day was another carefree Cape day. ittedly, Brian was on their mind all day. When they got ice cream, Kate wondered what flavor Brian would like. She asked Peter, and Peter agreed that he was curious too. He briefly wondered if he should try to rent out the whole store so they could close for a private tasting for Brian one night this week. He shook that off pretty quickly though, and the happy couple was off with their cones strolling through the Cape.

That night, they made love again. Kate subtly maneuvered herself so that Peter would take her from behind, doggy style. He loved that, so it wasn’t hard to get him to take the bait. Once he was really ramming her, she induldged in imagining that it was Brian fucking her. She knew it wasn’t right to think that, as she loved her husband. But Brian was so hypnotic, so powerful, so in control. She rationalized it away as a harmless vacation infatuation as she let herself just completely delve into the fantasy that it was her hypnotist banging her so hard. She came wildly. Peter loved it, of course having no idea that it wasn’t necessarily his doing.

The next morning had started like the previous one, with the exception that this time Peter asked hopefully if Kate had made arrangements for a session with Brian. She smiled and kissed him as she confirmed he’d be over in fifteen minutes.

That session ended up being a little over three hours. In the end, Brian had dispensed with the ‘professional vibe’, he left the couple completely dazed and dopey. The day seemed to just fade away for them. Their plan had really only been to get packed up for the next morning’s flight home, and maybe go to a nice dinner. The night was about to take a turn though.

Kate decided she wanted to go to one of Cape Cod’s night clubs. She had bought a new, sexy halter top dress before she left Chicago, and brought it with her for the trip. At the time, she doubted she would be able to get herself in the mood to put it on. As she looked at the dress, she ed being so worried and like sad about leaving for the Cape trip, but she couldn’t why. Not like it mattered, all that mattered right then was getting herself done up so she looked absolutely amazing.

Neither of them questioned the fact that they both knew exactly what club they were going to go to that night, despite the fact that it was fairly far from their Airbnb, fairly small, and fairly run down. It just seemed like it was the perfect place. As they headed toward the humble entrance, they knew this was going to be a great night.

As they entered the club they headed over to the middle bar that was surrounded by a few people on the dance floor. As they approached the bar, Peter had ordered a couple of drinks and was standing waiting for them. Kate was feeling good and she was starting to dance and rub against Peter at the bar. She looked amazing in her outfit and Peter had noticed that every guy that paced by was looking her up and down, that was totally par for the course. It happened all the time, and in that dress it was completely unavoidable. That’s when Brian approached them.

Kate’s heart jumped when she saw him, and she gave him a huge hug. Yes, she hugged him longer than she should have, but she thought he would like the feeling of her boobs up against his chest. Peter was really nervous to see him. Brian intimidated the hell out of him. However, Peter hoped that Brian would be happy that they were out enjoying themselves like he wanted them too. Peter really wanted Brian’s approval.

Brian looked as if he had pre-gamed a bit before coming to the night club. He leaned in close to tell Peter something, and the smell of alchohol was very strong.

“You should go check on the kids. Call home” Brian told Peter.

Peter immediately agreed. He told Kate he was going to check on the kids and call home. Kate, in her flirtatious way was starring at Brian as she told Peter “go do whatever you have to do” and that she was headed out to the dance floor.

Peter went outside to take care of his duty and checked in with Kate’s mom. His mother in law was glad to hear from him, and itted that she was really surprised Kate hadn’t called her over the last few days. Peter explained it away. He and his MIL had a great relationship, so he was able to quiet her concerns. After about ten minutes, he had wrapped up the call. When he got back in the club, he scanned the dance floor but did not see Kate there. As he started to walk around the club, he noticed that there was an upstairs bar and dance floor. He decided to walk up the steps because he figured Kate would have to be up there; as he approached the top steps he indeed saw Kate on the dance floor.

As Peter started to walk into that area a bouncer had stopped him and said it was a private party and he was not allowed in. As Peter looked up, he saw the nerdiest guys he had ever seen. He wondered if the private party was a Dungeons and Dragons meeting or something… but a a night club? As Peter looked over to the dance floor to see if he could see his wife, he noticed that Kate was dancing with Brian. As Kate was dancing she had turn around and pushed her ass against his crotch, his hands started to rub up against Kate’s thighs. As she was dancing, her dress was riding up so all could see the top of her thigh. Peter was both shocked and jealous at the sight of Brian dancing with his wife. However, there were other feelings too. He was so intimidated by Brian, and for some reason, he decided to not cause a big stink, because he could see that dancing like this was making Brian happy.

Since he was not allowed to the private party, Peter headed down to the common area bar and ordered himself a drink. Kate eventually came back down. She was very flushed, and asked Peter to get her a drink. He obliged, and handed it to her, watching as she downed it quickly.

“Brian is such a good dancer” she said to no one as she looked up at him, still in the VIP area, getting the adulation from all of his nerd followers. “Take me home and fuck me hard” she then said to Peter, louder than she would have if her thoughts weren’t elsewhere.

Again, Peter obliged, taking her back to the Airbnb and bending her over the kitchen counter as soon as they got inside. He fucked her hard and fast, again from behind, and again unaware that she was pretending it was Brian who was taking her this savagely.

When he came, it was as if he shot out not only his semen, but the rest of the energy he had. He stumbled to bed, barely ing to set his alarm in time to get up for the flight. Sure enough, in what seemed like a matter of seconds, that alarm was going off as the early morning sun glowed over the Atlantic Ocean and through the Airbnb bedroom window.

Peter rose and walked down the hall, calmly calling out to Kate. There was no reply. He had realized she wasn’t in bed next to him of course, but he figured she was doing her yoga. He was actually thinking she should be getting ready, there wasn’t much time before they had to be at the airport. Instead, the complete silence and lack of any creaking in the house told him he was the only one there. A handwritten note left on the kitchen counter they fucked on the previous night confirmed it. It read “On the beach”

Peter walked out and saw his beautiful wife sitting on a lifeguard stand, looking at the ocean. She had never been good with time, but this was ridiculous. “Kate, babe, we have to go. We have to make the plane, the Labor Day return crowds are going to be nuts.” he told her.

Kate just turned her head and looked at him while saying nothing. He started to wonder how long she had been out here. She had on her little tank top and shorts pajama set, with one of her light weight sweaters loosely around her, not a purposefully sexy look like the dress from last night, but still, she was so incredibly hot. Peter could tell her head was a million miles away though.

“I think I’m going to stay for a little while longer” she said to him quietly. Peter didn’t know what she meant by that. Was it like when she used to joke on Sunday nights that they should just go to bed and hide for the rest of the week? In that case, she didn’t technically mean she was going to hide in bed for five days. So, was this the same?

“I know, right? It’s been great” Peter said, deciding it was a comment made in jest.

“No, I’m serious Peter. I’m staying longer” Kate doubled down/

“Kate, what? What about the kids?” Peter asked, assuming that would be the closing argument to this weird conversation.

“I just want to serve him” Kate answered back.

Peter knew what she meant, and his heart sank. “Kate, you can’t…” he started.

“Serving him and pleasing him is all I want to do. I wouldn’t be any good at home anyway. Really Peter, I want to stay, I want to serve him.” She interrupted.

Peter was desperately searching for some way to talk her out of this, to break this madness. “Kate, we need to..”

“You want to serve him too, I know you do”, Kate said, looking at her husband seriously. He was starting to be a hinderance. “He wants you to call and extend the Airbnb for a few days. Money is no object.” She said.

“Kate, I..” he objected weakly. Kate looked deep in his eyes and slowly rose from the lifeguard stand. She approached him, her bare feet slowly and softly walking through the sand towards him, all they way until they met his. Then her mouth met his in a slow, soft kiss.

“You know you want to serve him. Do this for him. Get us more time in the Airbnb, and go home and take care of things there.” She said. Peter was so confused. “Go. It’s what Brian wants.” she said, somewhat forcefully, and much to his surprise, he did.

They didn’t see each other for the rest of the day. Peter made arrangements with the Airbnb, and then got on the flight back. Kate walked the beach for a while, lost in her thoughts. Though, none of those thoughts were about home. They were all about Brian. He was all she could think of in this moment.

When she finally got back to the Airbnb, she could see that Peter was indeed gone. She showered and took complete care of herself. She wanted to be perfect. Her thoughts kept going back to Brian as she was lying on the couch, watching TV. Then there was a knock on her door. She opened the door and led the hypnotist who had infatuated her so deeply into the room. He closed the door behind him and took her into his arms. They kissed and his hands found their way inside the satin robe she wore. He pushed the robe off her shoulders and stood back. He gazed at her naked body and told her she was the most beautiful woman he had ever seen. Which was true… by a very wide margin.

He began to kiss her again, his lips drifted down to her neck and then her breasts. She watched as his lips sucked on her nipple as his other hand caressed the other breast. Kate could see their reflection in the mirror. Her short lover stood up and again began to caress her body with his hands and they both watched in the mirror. Standing behind her, he began to whisper in her ear, “Do you like watching my hands playing with your breasts as you stand here naked before me? Do you like watching my hands rub your mound as my fingers enter your pussy? Do you like the feel of my cock rubbing against you?” he said, drunk on a sexual high like he had never known.

All Kate could do was to repeatedly moan a barely audible yes. She did love his hands on her. She could tell he was pleased with her, and at that point that meant everything.

Brian said, “show me” and began to push Kate to her knees. She slid to her knees and took her hypnotist’s cock in her mouth. In some ways Kate was somewhat surprised to have a man’s cock slide in and out of her mouth as the shine from her diamond wedding ring sparkled in the movement. That glint caused a pang of regret, but soon Brian started using his powerful voice and hypnotic triggers he had set so deeply in her submissive mind. Any regret was replaced with joyful and obedient worship.

Shifting herself into a more comfortable position, she started to rub his cock around her face and mouth, kissing its head and licking the shaft. She found she loved the taste of his precum. She looked in the mirror iring the view and noticed he was recording her with his phone.

He looked down at her and asked, “who owns this mouth?”

She responded, “you do, Master Brian.” She noticed he was still recording and said, “please fuck my mouth with your hypnotic cock.’

Her lover grabbed a handful of her hair and really enjoy the pleasure. Kate glanced in the mirror and the sight of him enjoying her pleasing him sent her into her first climax of the evening. She could feel his climax approaching and wanted to feel him deliver his cum deep in her throat. She felt the first pulsations but then he began to pull out. He instructed her to hold her mouth open, leave it open and not to swallow yet. He then began filling her mouth as she looked up at him while he recorded. Her mouth began to overflow. When he was finished, he laid his cock on her chin and took a picture. Kate could imagine what it looked like, her beautiful face looking at the camera, her mouth overflowing with cum as it dripped down the sides of her face and his hypnotic cock lying on her chin. He then commanded her to swallow which she did. After several gulps, Kate opened her mouth to show her master that she had complied. He had set hypnotic suggestions deep within her to make her love the taste of his cum.

He could see that they worked as Kate began scooping up the overflow as she headed to the bathroom to clean up. As she returned to the bed, her new lover was laying on his back. She snuggled up to him, and they fell asleep.

Hours later, the feel of her hand on his cock had him hard again. Kate straddled him and began rubbing her pussy along his shaft, wetting it with her juices. She rose and grabbed his cock, lining it up with her pussy but her hypnotist stopped her. He said, “who owns your pussy?”

Kate looked at him and said, “You own my pussy Master” She then began a slow fuck, soon cumming for the second time that night. She again watched herself in the mirror, gyrating her pussy on his cock, her hands holding tits and her hypnotist filming it with his phone. She felt so free in her submission to him, all her cares had truly faded away.

Those videos and others were sent to Peter, which only added to the torture he was going through in what would become the hardest three days of his life. Not only dealing with the kids in a way that he had never been called upon to do before (thanks to Kate’s usual helicopter parenting style), but he also had to try to convince his mother in law that he had not murdered Kate in Cape Cod. It was really challenging for him. On her end, Kate didn’t care about that at all, as she spent another few days being hypnotically programmed and sexually worshipping Brian. She did make a blog post from the beach about how important it is for women to take time for themselves, and how important sexual fulfillment was. While her mother found that to be a very weird post, it did stop her from calling the Police and declaring Peter a murderer… at least for one more day.

By the time Peter got word that Kate was going to need him to pick her up at the airport, Peter had no idea who the woman was that was going to be getting in the car with him. Was she still the Kate he knew? It was a question that would take weeks to answer. The ride home was silent, it was clear Kate’s head (and maybe heart) were somewhere else. Peter only broke the silence by asking her to call her mom, so that it could be proven finally that she was indeed alive. Kate obliged, but Peter was terrified to hear what she asked her mom during that conversation… “Hey, are you free to watch the kids again on Columbus Day Weekend?”