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Date: Thu,  4 Jan 1996 02:20:31 UTC
Subject: FZ Story - Highway Hypnotist [hyp, Mdom, mast, etc.]-in 7 sections
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The Highway Hypnotist  Part 4

    The blonde was still there, her head in her hands, shamelessly 
fixated on our display. She arose, and walked determinedly over 
toward the pool. Rose's suit was back in place, and her body still.

    Hurriedly I told her to rest until she felt me tap her, rest without 
noticing any sounds.

    "I..." husked the bathing beauty, looking down at us. "I thought Dan 
and I did things... b-but..."

    I smiled up at her.

    "We didn't bother you too much?"

    "What do you think?" she answered. "Lumpy over there didn't even 
notice, but I... I..."

    "I saw you, too... umm..."

    "Maggie," she said, "uh, Margaret and uh, Dan my date." She sat 
with her toes in the water now, her lean thighs flexing themselves 
as her calves fluttered back and forth.

    "John, and this is Rose."

    Rose of course didn't move at all.

    "Um, is she asleep?"

    "Sort of."

    "God I could feel her from way over there. She really knows how to 
have fun! She must have dropped ten pounds just now."

    I smiled again. "She doesn't care that much about pounds," I said, 
tapping gently behind her head once. "You know that you are so 
beautiful, and now you know how others feel too, don't you?"

    I touched her abdomen with a palm, and we watched the body 
clench up and gently quiver yet anther time. Maggie licked her lips, 
staring at the loose-limbed woman so blatantly exposed to a 
stranger!

    "Jesus, how... uh, how can you be so free? I don't mind snuggling in 
public, but you put on a show!"

    "It's our first time, too!"

    "Well, you've give ME ideas, Rose. I'm gonna teach that guy 
something he doesn't know! Later, that is... I'm - I'm still a little shy 
I guess... I'll leave you alone, sorry for barging in, Rose."

    "She can't hear you, Maggie."

    "Oh, Jesus, I'm sorry, I didn't know..."

    "No, no, she's not deaf at all," I smiled. "As a matter of fact, she's 
hypnotized right now."

    "H-hypnotized!" Maggie stared down.

    "That's right, no one exists in her mind... she's really shy as you 
are... more so!" I said, "She was jealous of your body and that suit 
you're wearing would wake the dead!"

    "Thank you, kind sir," Maggie twittered, "but she's like, out of it? 
I've seen some mental acts over in Vegas, and I thought it was like, a 
fake or something."

    "Well Rose is no fake," I answered, "she's an excellent subject, and 
she seems to like it a lot, though she won't remember anything 
tomorrow, she IS still shy."

    "Bull... sorry, but you mean, really truly forget?"

    Maggie's robe had slipped open, and now she asked with her eyes if 
she could join us in the pool. Soon we stood together, looking down 
at my entranced friend.

    "I'd like to be able to do that," she whispered, staring at the 
serene features. "Can I... like, touch her?"

    "Rose, you are in a sleeping trance now," I said, tapping her for her 
cue. She was already out, and gave no overt signs. "Sure, it's okay."

    Maggie lifted the woman's arm out of the water. We'd been in so 
long that the fingers were prune-wrinkled. The arm lay flaccid in the 
blonde's grasp.

    "Her skin'll be dry tomorrow!" she whispered, "bet you hadn't 
thought of THAT!"

    "Oh, damn," I answered, I don't even know if she brought lotion!"

    "I have some, maybe I could drop it over. You going to bed soon?"

    Her eyes locked into mine.

    "I'd like to... you know if you had time... maybe you could show me... 
a little..."

    "About hypnotism?" She nodded. "Rose really likes it." I chose not 
to elaborate further, or answer her question yet.

    "Boy, you said it," she whispered, closer to my ear now, still 
holding the limp arm in her own tanned grasp. "I don't think that 
would work with me, I like to be in charge of things." Again, she gave 
me a look.

    "In charge..." I murmured back, meeting her eyes. "In control..."

    "Yeah, like I'd be the one giving the orders." Her eyes glittered up 
at me, then down again at my drifting Rose. "Dan might like to try... 
but you sure gave her a good time there!"

    "Rose, come back up in your dream now. Stand up now."

    She got smoothly to her feet.

    "She won't remember any of this?"

    "No, we agreed that it would be easier not to be shy if I would 
make her forget, Maggie."

    "Can I, could you make her open her eyes up?" asked the girl, eyes 
fixed on my subject now standing, relaxed, water dripping down 
from her hair, hand still held by the inquisitive blonde.

    "Rose, your eyes are opening."

    Obediently the lids rose, and Maggie now tried all the tricks, 
waving the hand in front of the face, thrusting it suddenly close, but 
there was no reaction.

    "Look at me Rose," she suddenly said, tugging at her arm. I was 
annoyed, and she shot me a slightly guilty, but willful look. "Just 
testing," she said, and dropped the arm. She had a little streak of 
childishness, I judged.

    "We're going to turn in, I think, we've a lot on our plates 
tomorrow."

    "Oh, the lotion!" interjected Maggie. "Please call me if you need it, 
we'll be turning in soon too. Please, it's no trouble, it's really 
smooth and nice. Men like it too!"

    She looked straight at me, and I remembered suddenly: how did I 
have my own orgasm, I couldn't remember! Had I been standing up?

    "It's really smooth and makes everything silky feeling... I have a 
lot of it, I spread it all over myself after I've been in the pool, you'll 
like it too, Rose!" she said suddenly, trying to catch my friend in a 
ruse, but of course that was hopeless.

    "It's not a trick, I promise you!" I led Rose out of the pool into the 
cold air. She started shivering right away, as did I.

    "Here, take this robe, Rose, you'll catch your death!"

    I took it from her outstretched hand and draped it over my own 
shoulders. She was startled and annoyed at my "selfishness," but I 
said:

    "Maggie, Rose doesn't need this, do you, Rose?"

    "What do you mean, the poor thing is..."

    "Is becoming warm, watch her. Rose, hear and obey. I've just 
turned up the heat, it's rapidly becoming comfortable, getting 
warmer and warmer now, doesn't that feel good?"

    "...Yes... warmer, ahhh." Her eyes still blank, her shivers quickly 
ended. and she rotated her shoulders a little as if taking pleasure in 
the sudden warmth.

    "Warmer and warmer," I said, soon you'll feel quite warm, almost 
hot, getting a little uncomfortable now, as the temperature rises 
and rises, hotter and hotter, making you a little itchy maybe, you'd 
like to remove that itchy hot suit now you're so very hot, hot and 
perspiring, getting hotter and hotter..."

    Maggie was staggered, as was I! at the instant response of my 
companion. Her hands rose to pluck at her neckline, her tongue 
emerged to lick lips, and her legs twitched and fidgeted.

    "Jesus," breathed Margaret, watching Rose closely, peering into 
her blank stare, seeing her brow furrow as her breath started 
whistling through her lips, and she mopped her brow as though 
sweating.

    "...so hot... soo hot..." muttered the entranced girl, and now she 
simply reached up to her shoulder straps, and matter-of-factly 
pulled them down, reaching behind her to loosen the clasp of the 
suit, lowering it over her panting breasts, lower and lower..."

    "And now you're cool again, cool and ready for sleep, Rose. Hear 
me. The temperature is pleasant, and you're feeling ready for a long, 
deep sleep. Let's walk now, Rose. Goodnight, Maggie."

    Maggie could only wave her hand as I dropped her robe over a 
nearby chair, and led my captive off to our room.

    Once in, I surveyed my conquest. She stood, unaware of her 
surroundings.

    "You will dream of a new suit, and the fun you will have feeling 
the waters again..."

    "Yes."

    "The waters caressing you, and that suit is just in the way of all 
your pleasure."

    "...yesss, pleasurrree..." and she swayed a bit on her feet.

    "Remove that old suit now, Rose," I said, erection already starting 
up once again.

    Her hands repeated their motions, only this time I didn't stop 
them. And then...

    Then she stood naked and unashamed before me. Her breasts hung 
heavily from her shoulders, with the most appealing lower curves. 
Her soft belly curved down without any attempts to trim her relaxed 
figure.

    "Do you have moisturizing cream with you?"

    "Yes."

    "Get all ready for bed now, Rose. Remain nude, you will want to 
sleep and dream in the nude tonight."

    She now went about her toilette, using the commode, brushing and 
flossing her teeth, removing her contacts (I hadn't even known about 
them!), then  jiggling her heavy mammaries as she dried and brushed 
her dark hair vigorously.

    Now she dug out a bottle of lotion (aloe vera, I suppose) and set 
about rubbing herself all over with it. How her bosoms quivered as 
she spread her palms gently all round them, making her dark brown 
nipples perk up as her fingers brushed against them! She worked 
lotion into her fingers and toes, up her legs, as I worked my own 
hand up and down my fleshy tube, glomming every nude inch of my 
companion's pink flesh, jiggling and quivering under her own touch...

    When her palms reached her mons, I saw her eyes droop, and she 
sighed heavily. I became hot and flushed, and my cock stood straight 
out, poking across the small distance between our bodies. Her 
fingers swarmed over her sensitive flesh, and as I watched, she 
parted her legs a bit as the palms swirled down, around, between, 
behind, setting up a little pelvic motion, bring me to iron-hard 
readiness just from the sight of her naked, proud and unashamed.

    I moved up to, and held her chin. I looked into her eyes as I kissed 
her. The kiss was as magic as ever, even more so as I tapped her into 
a swoon. Again the jaw dropped, and the eyes widened like a "deer in 
the headlights."

    I pulled back the covers, commanded her to lie down; my cock 
quivering mightily, wanting just to let the heated column of flesh 
wander, slithering over every inch of her skin... poking into her 
lightly-furred armpits, circling round her soft belly button, 
exploring her receptive ears, and... her mouth... her slackly 
hypnotized lips, now parted helplessly, just inches away from my 
glans... I groaned as I saw a shiny drop of lubricant appear at my 
slit... then another, dripping steadily down onto her carpet.

    "Rose," I husked, boring into her mind, "you will dream tonight as I 
have commanded you. Sleep deeply and dream. And now I will cause 
you to forget our episode as you know I can do... ummm, as I tell you 
that your eyes are heavily closing in sleep now... yes, and your 
delicious creamy liquid is ready for you to taste, which will erase 
all of your memory as it sends you deep asleep. You will now tell 
yourself to sleep deeply, Rose, and I will nurse you into slumber 
with my hot, thick liquid that you... umm... you need so much."

    Her voice immediately began. "Sleep... sleep... deeper and deeper 
asleep... deep... deeee..."

    "Sending you off, Rose..." I stood next to her head, and forced my 
cock downward, towards the drowsy lips speaking in obedience to 
my commands... and then...

    "Sleeppp... sleemmmm... lmmmm... lmmmmmm" is all she can say 
as I offer my bulging member to those waiting, hungry, needing lips, 
and she pulls it gently into her, pulling gently over and over, her 
mouth pursed round the blazing fiery-hot cock, its knob fisting up 
and bulging as I withstand with all my being the urge to slam it 
completely down into her throat...

    My hand reaches down to cup one of her soft, flattened bosoms, 
resting so trustingly open to my touch, so soft as I explore and 
manipulate it, but now I just look down at her face, and reach down, 
to slide an eyelid up, and the eyeballs are rolled backward, and her 
lips purse and suck, pulling... pulling so sleepily and obediently, in I 
slide and out, regular as sleep... deep hypnotic sleep... deep 
hypnotized nursing as the cock feels so heavy! so heavy! I can't 
possibly pull away, I'm hypnotized myself with the gentle suction, 
and I hear myself whisper, at least in my mind:

    "...My cock is in your mouth Rose... you're sucking and pulling and 
milking my cock... I can't resist you... I'm getting more and more 
ready... milk my cock, feel it swell up feel as if its going to burst 
open and you're going to be full, fulllll of thickkk... ohhh... thickkkk.... 
cockkkk... thickkk.... cockkkk..."

    In and out it slides moistly and evenly, unstoppably past her lips, 
pushing them in, pulling them out... they pucker in and out as she 
nurses and milks me...

    And one hand reaches over sleepily towards my groin! The fingers 
close and fist around the base of my cock. She's making cooing 
sounds, quiet little gentle cooings to her master! The cock shaft is 
dark, dark purple, every contour stretched to its limit as her lips 
pull, pull pull, and my own fingers must reach down and cup my 
testicles, must press and circle round my bags, they're pulling up, 
getting wrinkly and tight under her nursing, here it comes, the first 
pulse is here, under her fist, up the shaft, past her sleepy squeezing 
lips, and onto her questing tongue... and now...

    BLAST.

    BLASSSSSTTTT.

    Another BLASSTS out of the head, hurtling out, out into her mouth, 
her voice stops, and she just humms as her throat tastes nectar, 
milk and honey flowing in delicious creamy bursts and dribbles, 
flowing down into her wanting throat, I BLAST another agonizing jet, 
and my hand holds the bed as now comes that feeling of leaden 
pleasure overcoming everything, that the cock is made of soft, 
molten lead, that its a hot tube of heavy, heavy thick lead, weighted 
down by surging blood, by thick molten heavy creammmmmm...

    I  force myself to hold steady, breathing in rasping gasps through 
distended nostrils, attempting not even to moan aloud, just watching 
that stalk pulsing between her pursed lips, softening a little, her 
cheeks still pursed inwards, as suddenly, it hurts! the climax is 
over...

    I pull back and my glistening, bright red fleshy column softly 
pulls away from her still-pursed lips, the lips open reluctantly as 
the painfully sensitive glans slide out as last, trailing a long 
strand... the strand breaks and drapes along the sheet as my member 
pulses a last dollop of semen towards her face, now peaceful, 
breathing heavily in her slumber, and I reach down and gently lick 
her lips and chin clean of my salty fluid, and risk a small suckle on 
her tits, because she's asleep and I don't want her to wake up.

    I tiptoed away, turning out lights, covering her naked bosoms 
flattened on her chest, and listened to her deep breathing before 
going next door and tumbling insensible into my own welcome bed.

    Later in the night, I am awakened from my own sleep by 
something... it's a noise...  repeated calls and moans... someone's... 
someone's "doing the nasty" nearby...

    Then I remembered, and placing my ear to the intervening wall, 
listened as my lovely robot relived her self-induced orgy in the pond, 
calling loudly in the agony of her own repeated crises. Before the 
moans finally subsided, it was four A.M.


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