From borisl@room3b.demon.co.ukMon Nov 6 17:24:19 1995 Date: Sun, 05 Mar 95 21:23:44 GMT From: Boris Ludmenkov To: dhuberma@copper.ucs.indiana.edu Subject: MY STORY [Attached File: C:\AMIPRO\DOCS\FUNANDGA\MINDCONT\TOLOUVRE\MYSTORY.TXT Size: 8994] mc-my-story.txt I did not write this story. This story was obtained from the internet or a BBS. Most of the multi-part stories were consolidated at the time, and some minor adjustments made, mostly of a cosmetic nature. Enjoy ! Subject: MYSTORY Status: R Deborah had no idea she was being hypnotized. The guy she was with just seemed to have a wonderfully relaxing voice. She met him in a class she was taking at the local community college. She had often admired him noticing how he seemed to have such a sense of self confidence. He often participated in discussions which was where she first noted the liquid quality of his voice. "I could listen to him for hours," she thought to herself many times. She finally got her chance as they left class one evening. After telling him that she was not too sure she was going to do very well on an upcoming exam, he suggested they study together. Trying not to appear too anxious, Deb agreed that might help her. Deb was a beautiful girl. Her long brown hair hung down past her shoulders with just the right amount of natural body. She had deep blue eyes which she highlighted and accentuated with beautiful colors of shadow and liner. Her lips were full and always looked as though she had just applied a fresh coat of lipstick. Watching her slowly slide the soft, red waxy lipstick to her wet lips was enough to raise the (fill in the blank) of any man and some women! Her body was kept in mint condition. Her breasts were probably her best feature. They were large, but needed little support. They had nipples that were quite often hard and very apparent even through her bra. Her attire, Craig had noticed, usually consisted of a t-shirt and jeans or shorts depending on the weather. They had gone to a nearby, quiet reataurant to discuss the class and Debbie was melting as she listened to Craig discuss the topic of the evening. Suddenly, without really knowing why, she got up and excused herself to go to the restroom. As she walked across the room, she tried to remember why she had gotten up, but couldn't. She just knew she needed to go into the restroom and sit in one of the stalls. As she lowered her pants, she was surprised to see how wet her underware had become. She knew it wasn't pee though. It had that excitingly pungent smell of sex. As she sat there wondering why she was there, she began to remove her bra without consciously realizing what she was doing. After hanging the bra on the back of the door of the stall, she straightened her other clothing and left the restroom. She sat back down at the table and reestablished their conversation. As Craig began talking, she realized that she no longer was wearing her bra. Deb could not for the life of her remember what had happened to it. What she did know was that her nipples felt as hard as they had ever felt before, and looking at them confirmed her assumption. She had never seen them as long as they appeared to her. Her concern must have been obvious as Craig asked her if anything was wrong. Trying to look nonchalant, she replied that she felt a little warm, but otherwise was ok. She then noticed him glancing at her breasts which only worsened her dilemma. Craig handed Deborah a pair of small sicssors and told her to cut a hole in her shirt just large enough to allow her left nipple to be exposed. She blindly obeyed him, carefully releasing the nipple from its confinement. He then told her to get up as it was time for them to leave. As she rose, she noticed many of the men in the restaurant looking at her breasts. She was extremely embarassed and tried to cover them with her arms. Craig told her to put her arms at her side and she immediately obeyed, not fully understanding why, knowing only that this blatantly displayed her very erect nipples through the fairly tight fitting t-shirt she was wearing. . As they left the restaurant, Deb was still trying to figure out what was going on and why she found herself doing things that she would not normally consider. Things she found soooo embarassing. As they approached Craig's car, he whispered something to her and she suddenly had a tremendous urge to pee. Having left the restaurant, Craig told her she would not be allowed to reenter and would have to relieve herself in the parking lot. She was about to refuse when someone approached. It was a female who appeared to know Craig. He spoke to her briefly and she left. Turning to Deb, he told her that the woman was a friend who was going to get a cup and that Deb WOULD use that as a receptacle for her urine. Craig then ordered her to lower her pants and squat in the parking lot and await the cup. Obediently, but incredulously she obeyed and remained in a squatting position awaiting the return of the other woman. ..Sheila did not keep her waiting long. When she returned, she went immediately to Deb, approaching from behind. As soon as the cup was in place, Deb began to pee. Sheila held the cup with one hand and began to trace the lips of Debbie's pussy with her other, letting the urine run through her fingertips. Reluctantly, Deb began to enjoy the experience. This was a new one for her as she had always felt that being touched in that way by another woman was disgusting... Sheila was a thin woman, about 24, 5'4", maybe 110 lbs. Quite the opposite of Deb in the breast area. She had small tits, but large dark brown areolas that were raised from the rest of the breast and centered by large nipples. Her hair was dark and cut in a short, but feminine style, shiny with mousse as though she had just stepped out of the shower. She was wearing very short cut off jeans and a tank top that clearly showed in detail, the features of her boobs...Debbie, meanwhile was clearly enjoying herself and had soon filled the cup not only with pee, but also a sampling of her sweet sexual honey. As soon as the pee stopped though, Craig told her to stand and pull up her pants. She did so with mixed feelings. He knew she was just short of coming. The car was only a short ways away and Deb was desparate to get in and hide herself from any more public embarassment, but there was one more task Craig had in mind. He again whispered something into her ear, and she found herself compelled to embrace Sheila, and kiss her as passionately as she had any man. Sheila had stood up with the cup of urine in her hand and spilled some on Deb'sexposed nipple as Deb placed her lips on Shiela's. This warm liquid aroused Deb even more and she began to pull and twist the nipple as her tongue found Sheila's. Deb's other hand then found the upper edge of Sheila's shorts and she lowered it into the back, down the center of her ass. Her fingers probing the center searching for the tiny opening there. Their passion was then interrupted again as Craig ordered Deb to take the cup and go to his car and wait. He spent the next few minutes talking to Sheila. After their brief conversation, Shiela followed Craig to the rear of his car. They opened the trunk and removed something which sounded like chains. Deb soon saw that Sheila was carrying a collar attached to a leash which she placed around Deb's neck. What Craig was holding was not so obvious or familiar to her. Deb wanted so much to leave before this went any further, but found it impossible to move unless she was told to. Reaching for her exposed nipple, still damp from the pee, Craig attached a nipple clamp gently to her hard nipple. It was dark, but she thought it had a short chain attached with something at the other end. She soon found out that at the otherend was another clamp. Craig again produced his scissors, but this time gave them to Sheila. She knew just what to do and immediately cut an opening in Deb's shirt for her other nipple. Unfortunately, the chain between the clamps was too short to reach both nipples without pulling them closer together. The pulling was somewhat painful, but at the same time the pain sent chills through Deb that seemed to particularly stimulate her clitoris. Holding her cup of golden liquid, Deb was walked once around the car by the leash by Sheila before being allowed to enter. Craig got in the driver's seat, Deb in the passenger seat, and Shela in the back. As the engine started, Deb could only wonder why she was participating so willingly and where they were going next. test pleasure comes from ple [End Attached File]