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"You shouldn't be wasting your night with me, Master. The doctor said you can't make love to me. You should spend the evening with Brenda or Willie!"
I stretched out on my side next to her naked form and trailed a fingertip over the expanse of her distended belly. Pregnancy had really taken a toll on her, but then, I guess it does with most women. The most dramatic difference was her breasts; those glorious breasts. They were large and swollen now, and they sagged slightly under the added weight. Her areolas were twice as large as they normally were, and they'd turned a deep, chocolate brown. She was pale from the time she'd spent in the hospital, and the incision on her side was very evident. They'd used glue instead of stitches to close the wound; a relatively recent thing in the wonderful world of surgery, I guess. I traced the new scar.
"Does it hurt?"
"It itches like crazy."
I laughed, and then turned thoughtful and sober. I suppose I'd better just come right out with it and get this over with.
"Dee, I need to talk with you about Willie's husband..."
Her eyes widened with shock, and she started back. She searched my face for some clue to what I wanted to know, and then suddenly her face dissolved into a mask of utter despair. Tears immediately flooded her eyes and she put her hand to her mouth.
"Hey, don't cry," I urged, "I just want to talk..."
"You KNOW!" she wailed. "Willie told you! I... I'm sorry! I didn't mean to kill him!" She sobbed. "No, that's not true... I DID mean to do it. I did it, and then I was GLAD I did it! Oh, I'm so EVIL!" She turned her face into the pillow.
"Stop this!" I insisted. Why did I always feel so worthless when a woman cried? "You DID NOT kill him. The tree killed him!"
She looked up at me and went on as if I hadn't spoken. "He was such a... a... TERRIBLE man! Did you know he was HIV positive? He'd had it for almost two years, and he was on medication; but he still kept having sex with women! Fortunately, they were almost all prostitutes, and nobody would screw him unless he wore a rubber. But he was going to do it to Willie! He planned to, just as soon as he had a million dollars! He hated her! He hated the way she made him feel all the time; the way she made him WANT HER all the time. He was going to do it to her without any protection! He was an AWFUL man!"
I was shocked into a long moment of silence. "How did you know that?"
She looked guilty. "I can... I can go inside a person if I want to. I did that to him after he'd hit you; after he threw Brenda down; and kicked Maxine; and he was going to hit ME, too. So I went inside of him, and then I just... knew what HE knew! It happened in just a second, and without even thinking, I spoke to him inside his head.
"I talked to him just like his mother always did, and I said 'Bad Rudy! Why are you always so BAD? You're such a BAD boy, Rudy!' And I spoke in her voice; in just the same tone she used all the time. 'Why can't you be like Victoria was? Your sister was good; but you're EVIL, Rudy. Why couldn't you have died instead of her?' And, boy did that get him! You should have SEEN his eyes, Master. He was terrified! The big bully! And I did it again, too, later in the week. He was going to hit Willie again, but I made him stop! 'Such a BAD BOY, Rudy!'"
I was totally shocked. Dee was losing it; mentally as well as emotionally. I was suddenly very, very concerned about her, and my expression must have conveyed that.
"Don't look at me that way, Master," she said, the tears coming again. "Please don't think I'm crazy!" She pulled away from me and tried to get up out of the bed, which concerned me even more; so I held her tightly to me and she finally started sobbing into my shoulder. I stroked her hair and thought hard. Maybe if I was more placating about this psychic shit... If I talked to her as if I accepted it, maybe I could find a way to disperse this strange emotional cloud she was under. I finally decided to take that tack.
"Dee, I'm not faulting you for killing Dee's husband," I said gently.
She looked up at me through her tears. "You're not?"
"No, not at all. The guy had it coming. What concerns me is that you did it without consulting ME. I am your Master. You must never, ever use such powers on others without first asking me."
"But I WAS going to ask you about it," she said earnestly. "Or I was TRYING to. I was telling you all about it that evening, but the storm came too quickly to let me finish! Then, when I found out I couldn't make Willie move out from under the tree, there wasn't time! I used HIM to do it... and then I just made him stay there. It seemed like the right thing to do at the time..."
I lay there and thought some more. "What would you do if you found out there was someone in the world that I really, really hated?" I asked. "Someone I wouldn't mind seeing dead. If you found out about that, what would you do?"
She didn't hesitate. "I'd take care of him for you. I can DO that."
"Wrong answer," I scolded seriously. "Care to try again?"
She searched my face for a moment, and then lowered her eyes submissively. "I'd come to you and ask what you want me to do," she said meekly.
"Very good," I told her. "You must never, ever act without coming to me and asking first. From now on, it will be MY decision."
She didn't look up. "There is a time when I must disobey," she said.
Another shock. "What?"
"If something is about to happen to you, something sudden, I will protect you. If there's not time, I'll act. I must. I can't let anything happen to you."
I smiled. "That's a little far-fetched, isn't it?"
"It happened to Daddy," she said. "Bang. He was dead. I won't let something like that happen to you. I couldn't."
I sighed. "Okay, that one exception."
She raised herself on one elbow and looked at me. "And Brenda... and Willie. Can I still do it with them? Please? They LIKE it! It's... fun! Please?"
"Okay, okay. But those are the ONLY exceptions. Period. Understand?"
She hugged me. "Yes, Master!"
I held her for a long minute, thinking. Should I seek psychological counseling? But I couldn't! Our little ménage-a-foursome was utterly unexplainable. And it wasn't just Dee! Brenda and Willie actually believed in all this psychic shit, too. Coincidence and mass hysteria could explain practically EVERYTHING that had happened to us in the past few weeks, but there didn't seem to be any way to convince the girls of that.
Finally, I just decided to let the whole thing go. On with our lives. Back to normal again. Crazy. Weird. Normal.
I pushed her back onto her back. "And now, I'll reward you for passing your little quiz in slavery 101 with a treat. Are you ready for sleepy-sex?"
"Really?" she gasped. "But I thought we couldn't..."
"That is no concern of yours," I said seriously. "Look into my eyes, Dee. Deeply, deeply into my eyes. Relax. Relax, my love. Just relax and look deep... deep. So relaxed. That's it. Let the sleepiness come. So sleepy now. And so heavy. So very, very heavy." She was going under very quickly. Well, not quite under.
This was a type of sex that Brenda and I had discovered early in our life together. I'm not sure exactly how I'd stumbled upon the concept, but Brenda had really loved it; so much, in fact, that I had saved it for special occasions. Once every couple of months, usually. And while Brenda had enjoyed it, Dee absolutely craved it.
She was very, very close to her trance now. "So very, very heavy," I intoned. "So very, very sleepy. You know what's going to happen now, don't you, Dee?" She made a little squeak of a moan. "You know that you can't go to sleep without me telling you to. You know that you can't move, can't speak... You're soooo sleepy. So heavy. So tired." Her mouth hung slack, her eyes flat and drowsy and drooping. I rose to sit next to her on the bed. I began caressing her gently, stroking her belly, her sides, her breasts. "So helpless. Poor Dee. She's so sleepy; so heavy; so very, very helpless." I reached down and positioned her legs far apart. I pressed her arms by her sides. She remained exactly as I placed her. Her eyes were blank behind drooping lids, but I knew very well that she could hear every word, feel every touch. I began stroking her hairless pussy. Her breathing quickened, but otherwise, she didn't make a sound.
This was the point that I usually mounted her. The ultimate rape. She would be like a rag doll in my arms, completely limp, completely helpless. It was exactly like using a date rape drug, only my willing participant would be acutely aware of her situation, and would remember every touch, feeling, and emotion. But in this case, I'd have to settle for sex without penetration. Doctor's orders.
"You're very wet, Dee. Are you still horny all the time? Like you told the doctor in his office? He laughed at you, you know. Silly Dee. Horny Dee. Always so horny. I bet he told all his nurses about you. I bet they all know about you; they all laugh about you. And now you're helpless, too. You're so sleepy, but you know you won't sleep until you cum. You know you won't be fully under the hypnotic trance that you crave until your body overpowers your mind, and you cum." I began rolling a fat, dark nipple between my thumb and forefinger while I started rubbing her clit hard with the flat of my hand. "Such a helpless little girl. So very, very helpless..."
She began to shake all over, and then she convulsed slightly several times, her arms and legs still motionless and pressed into the bed. Finally, the orgasm faded, and as it did, her eyes closed at last. I sat up and looked at her.
"Where are you, Dee?"
"I'm in my bed, in my wonderful room, Master."
I smiled. "And you can still feel the orgasm, can't you, Dee? Feel the afterglow of that strong, powerful orgasm."
Her smile broadened. "Mmmmm. Yes."
"That wonderful, tingling, glowing feeling will follow you, will stay with you, even after I wake you up. You will feel it in your sleep, tonight in bed with me. The feeling will be with you when you have nice dreams. It won't fade until morning. Isn't that so?"
"Yes."
"And you won't feel anxious about your powers, now that we've established guidelines, will you, Dee?"
The smile didn't fade. "There's nothing to feel anxious about," she said. "I know the rules now. And you forgave me about Willie's husband." A little frown. "Didn't you?"
I sighed. Mass hysteria! "Yes, I forgive you." I thought a moment. "When I awaken you, I know that you're not going to be satisfied until you satisfy ME." She frowned. "But how?" I continued thoughtfully. "How can you do that?"
"I could use my mouth!" she answered immediately. "I could slide to the edge of the bed and lie on my back and let my head hang back over the edge, and you could push your cock right down my throat, just the way you like, and you could come! Couldn't you?"
"Well, I guess we could do that."
And she smiled again. Dee really has a very nice smile.
CONTENTS OF A LETTER WRITTEN AUGUST 30th,
RECEIVED SEPTEMBER 2nd
My Dear Professor Fielding,
If you read this letter in its entirety, you will learn how to break all hypnotic connections I have maintained with your lovely wife. Forever.
(In Show Biz, that paragraph would be referred to as the "hook." You see, I have a very personal, very selfish reason for you to read this. It was my great fear that when you realized who had written this letter, and as a result of your great animosity toward me, you would simply discard it unread. I fear I am beyond your trust, but I must have your attention in this matter. It could be one of life and death... namely mine.)
If I am to do this properly, I'm afraid I must bare my soul to you. Not a pretty sight, a bared soul. Especially mine. Still, not everything in life is pretty. Whether you find the following tolerable or not, I urge you to peruse it all the way through.
My first "Natural" was my lovely wife, Jennifer. The first time I laid eyes on Suzy, my second Natural, I just seemed to KNOW how easy it would be to enslave her. She's the breadwinner in the family, by the way. After inviting them to dinner (and with a little drug-induced hypnosis on my part), I was able to get a couple of the senior partners in the CPA firm she works for to give her more opportunities, more chances, more responsibilities. Now, she's a senior partner in one of the biggest accounting firms on the east coast. Including bonuses and stock options, she pulled down seven figures last year. Oddly, she has sought out the part of "lowest slave" in our household. She lives to serve. Humiliation excites her. Does the pattern sound familiar, Professor?
And, oh by the way; congratulations! WELL DONE! I mean, Diana Darlingshire! Did you know that she was in last year's Who's Who? One of the 100 richest women in America! Not a mention of her this year, though. Just seems to have fallen off the planet! Not even a mention on Google in the past twelve months. It would be a real mystery, if anyone cared. But with her fortune "gone," it seems nobody does.
Anyway, back to our story. In the past six years, I've enslaved 22 Naturals, three of which I've kept for myself (I'll get to the third girl in my household soon. She's the reason I'm writing). Let me tell you what ALL the Naturals have in common.
First, I've slept with them all. I felt that I deserved that little treat. After all, I had THEIR best interests at heart. But I'll get to that in a moment.
Next, they were all very introverted. Nervous. Shy. Self-conscious. Unable to maintain eye contact unless specifically told to do so. Some were very intelligent, some were not. Some were into women's issues, others were conservative and traditional. But all were what I'd call "easily led." They took instructions quickly and without question.
I hypnotized each one of them without their consent. A few, once they realized what was happening to them, resisted; but in every case, they were too far gone to fight. They all succumbed. And they all went DEEP! Much, much deeper than the normal female subjects I encountered in my shows. After awhile, I wasn't even nervous about it, and I took them hypnotically even in public, just as I did with Brenda. It was ridiculously easy.
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