Eine Mind-Control Geschichte im Büro. Jennys Chef bringt sie durch Hypnose dazu, ihm ihre geheimsten Phantasien zu gestehen

I had never done anything like this before. Since learning to practice hypnosis I had only done safe things. Though I had used it surreptitiously to find about peoples thoughts I had never used it for any sexual purposes. That changed with my new secretary, Jennifer. Actually she had been with me about six months. Jennifer was a good secretary and unlike my previous one was rather good looking, blonde, 23 years old, generally wearing suits and glasses, with her hair pulled back in a ponytail. She looked a little prim and proper actually and was always very professional.

One afternoon I had been listening to her complaining about her bad habit of chewing a couple of her nails, not that I had noticed. She seemed quite annoyed by it so I mentioned that I might be able to help with hypnosis. Some people managed to stop smoking, why not stop chewing nails? She seemed very dubious at first but after thinking about it she said she would give it a go.

I sat her in my office and we went from there. She was an amazingly good subject, she relaxed quickly and soon I allowed her to let the heavy weight of her eyelids lower and close. She was under. It took only minutes to implant the necessary suggestion to allow her to cease chewing nails but she looked so enchanting I was drawn further. I took her deeper then had her think of me as the closest friend she could possibly have, almost another part of herself so she could feel that she could speak honestly. In fact to strengthen that I had her admit to me how dreadful it was to tell lies and that it would make her feel easier to share her innermost feelings.

"Do you have a boyfriend?"

"No. I had but it has just finished."

"Did you have sex in that relationship?

"Yes, but it was pretty boring"

"Why do you say that?"

"It was just ordinary and mundane. We just used the old missionary position and never tried anything new or exciting."

"Why didn't you suggest it?"

"I didn't want to. I wanted him to. I wanted to be led, be told what to do."

"What about sex with other boyfriends?"

"The same really. I seem to always get the wrong type. Actually I think I intimidate them. I don't mean to, it just seems that I bring the whimpishness out in them."

"Do you masturbate?"

"Oh yes."

"How often do you need to?"

"About twice a week."

"Is the sex better on your own than sex with your boyfriends?"

"Oh yes. Without a doubt."

"Do you use fantasy when you masturbate?"

"Yes."

"Describe them to me."

I have probably three standard ones."

"Tell me about them."

"Well, one is where I have been taken to a party by someone, someone who is powerful, someone who dominates me. At the party another man finds me attractive. I can see his eyes roaming all over my body as he chats me up. My boyfriend doesn't mind. When we leave this other man comes with us and we go to a bar. Here my boyfriend makes me pull up my dress and show the man my knickers, they are really brief. I have to do it, there's nothing I can do. I pull up the hem of my dress. I'm frantic, other people might possibly see. The humiliation is adding to my excitement, as I have to display all up my legs and my knickers. Then he tells me to pull down my knickers! Down my thighs. I have to spread my thighs wide to fully display myself, my cunt. He can see me, see that I'm aroused, see that I have to do as I'm told. My boyfriend talks to the man about me as I sit there and then he makes me frig myself as the man watches and I cant stop myself coming.

"Another is when I'm at a party from college and I'm made to wear a blindfold and stand in a room. I don't know who or how many are there. The people begin to touch me through my clothes, then they take them off and touch me all over, finger me. Soon I'm made to suck someone's cock and as I do someone fucks me from behind. All the time hands touch me up, some of them women. They all laugh at me each time I come and I come lots. I'm fucked over and over and have to suck lots of cock.

"Another is I'm in the Headmaster's office after being caught doing something wrong, something really wicked and dirty. He makes me strip for him and then spanks my bottom. When he does I can't help coming and he can't help but see. It's so shameful but I can't help it. After he sees that I've come he fucks me and I have to keep going back to him."

I sat open mouthed as I listened to this beautiful prim girl saying all these dirty things. I would never have believed it, never even considered that butter would melt in her mouth, little did I suspect! When she finished she sat there passively waiting for me.

"Do you come when you masturbate to these?"

"Oh yes."

"Your sex life is nothing like your fantasies, is it?"

"No."

"Why didn't you tell anyone before?"

"It would be too embarrassing to say."

"Wouldn't that have been arousing though, the humiliation?"

"Yes." She thought for a moment, "But I would only want to tell about my desires if I had been told to tell and outside sex the humiliation would be initially stronger than the arousal so I couldn't do it."

Now it was my turn to sit and think, but my mind was a whirl. I decided to bring her out but first give her a trigger phrase to put her immediately under to give me time to think. I also told her to forget everything about being hypnotised, not to remember even telling me about her nail problem which she would now overcome. I made sure that she felt good, rested and relaxed and to think that she had just come into the room to discuss her ap praisal.