The Hypnosis Show

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It's a beautiful hot summer evening, and my friend and i go to town for an hypnosis show. My friend wants to stop smoking, so i guess she'd like to volunteer tonight. We enter the theater, and after a drink the show begins. We sit on the third row, so quite close to the stage. When the hypnotist comes on, the audience, about 100 people, applauds. I am immediately looking at his eyes, although the rest of his body is magnificent too. But his eyes, so mysterious, so deep blue...
 
I sit next to my friend, watching the hypnotist with the same rapt attention, hoping he'll take notice of the two of us, hoping to quit smoking and perhaps gain something else today.
 
OOC: my eyes are blue :)

IC: Basking in the applause, I scan the audience. Two people sitting together in the third row seem to merit more attention. I have been using hypnosis for many years...to help people in all sorts of ways. Quitting smoking is one of my specialities, but I have darker skills. I occasionally plant suggestions that are triggered by a mere code word. Seduction of beautiful women -- using hypnosis -- is both a challenge and an erotic pleasure.......
 
The hypnotist welcomes us to his show, tells a bit about hypnotism in general, and then he apologizes for his missing assistent. He explains that both his assistents have the flue and therefor can't be with us tonight. But maybe there are some female volunteers who would like to assist me tonight, he asks looking in our direction. Don't worry, I have all the right clothes for a real hypnotist assistent, so who may i ask?
 
My friend whispers to me: "How about it? Sounds like fun." The hypnotist just smiles at us, while his eyes pull me to the stage. We both nod en stand up. "Ah, I see we have two volunteers, and two lovely volunteers indeed. Please come on stage." The hypnotist welcomes us on stage.
 
..taking both hands......I lead you to the center of the platform. "Which of you wants to be the subject, and which would like to assist?" I think, "Little do they know, that both will be under my spell -- an evening of pleasure awaits."
 
We stand in the center of the platform, eyes scanning the large audiance, when the handsome hypnotist speaks.

"Which of you wants to be the subject, and which would like to assist?"

I smile to Margret, then look back into the man's captivating blue eyes.

"I'd like to try it... I've been a smoker for five years and I can't quit. Can you help?"

With a smile and a nod, the hypnotist leads me to a large chair, where I am visible to the whole audiance. I pull uncomfortably at my skirt, a bit too short to be up in front of all these people. I wonder for a second what might happen while I'm under his spell, when he speaks again....
 
motioning to Margret....."Please stand over here....and hand me the things from the box on the table when I ask."

Walking toward my lovely subject, I muse "She is delicious...and little do they both know.." Summoning my professional face, I turn to the audience and intone "My friends, tonight you will see some things that you will not believe. Hypnosis is part art -- part science. Even I do not know where one ends and the other begins. Suffice to say that there is no trickery. This is not a magic show....it is an exploration of the deep reaches of the mind."

Taking both of her hands in mine, I ask my lovely subject "And what is your name?"
 
I stand besides the table, on which a box is located. But it's closed, so I cannot see what kind of items are in it. I'll wait for the hypnotist to ask me to pick something.
I don't feel very comfortable on stage either. A lot of men and women are staring at me, maybe it wasn't a very good idea to wear a top which reveals so much cleavage.
 
I listen intently to his little speech to the audiance, and when he turns to me, I smile into his soft blue eyes, captivated by him even before he begins his 'exploration'.

"Lora." I say softly, before realizing the audiance would not have heard it. "My name is Lora." I repeat, this time loud enough for everyone to hear.
 
"Lora..a lovely name....and Margret" Taking both of Lora's hands in mine "I understand that you wish to quit smoking. You will, before the night is out." Giving her hands a squeeze -- letting her feel some of my energy, I turn to Margret. "Give me the amulet -- the shiny disk with the writing on it." My eyes linger on the valley between her breasts. As I stretch my hand out, palm open, I allow my eyes to deliberately caress Margret's body.....my anticipation for the show....and the evening to follow building, minute by minute.....



[Edited by Thor's Hammer on 08-11-2000 at 02:37 AM]
 
Yes, one moment. I open the box, and i pick out the silver amulet. It's a disc with strange writing which Ive never seen before. I place it in the hypnotist's hand with a smile.
 
"Thank you, Margret.....perhaps you will want to watch my hypnosis of your friend closely. I promise that, if you fall under the spell....that nothing will happen to you."

As I face the audience...their view blocked by Margret, I let one finger trace the opening at the neck of her dress....before I turn and walk back to Lora.......
 
His touch makes me shiver... such a handsome man. Then he start to hypnotise my friend with his amulet. Somehow I can't take my eyes of it.
 
I watch the amulet in the man's hands with rapt attention, waiting eagerly to be put under, anxious to hear every detail from Margret afterward.
 
as I stand in front of Lora's chair, the amulet begins to sway back and forth..........back and forth. I press the cleverly concealed stud on the chain -- activating the minature mike that makes my deep voice seem to come from all parts of the auditorium. In a low voice I intone "Look at the disc -- you are thinking about a beach..the waves lapping on the shore. You feel yourself becoming so relaxed.....your eyelids are heavy....that's it...sleep for a bit." Lora's eyes close....and, as I glance at Margret..I see, with a smile, that she has been taken under the spell as well. "Now, when I tell you..open your eyes and look at me. OPEN THEM."

Both women are roused..as if from a deep sleep. "When I put you back to sleep, you will rest. When you awake, you will have an almost visceral aversion to tobacco and all of the tobacco products. You will never smoke again."

Pressing the mike button, I bend over and whisper "When you hear the phrase 'wind cave' you will be released from all inhibitions. You will be free to pursue you most erotic fantasy...but only one man will attract you...Thor."

Pressing the mike button again, "Sleep, sleep." After a few moments, I snap my fingers...."awake."

Lora and Margret both open their eyes and look at me. Smiling, I reach in my pocket...."you both did very well..thank you. Would you like a cigarette?"
 
I find myself leaping from the chair and grabbing the cigarette from the hypnotist's hand, I hurl it away from me. I don't know why, but I couldn't even stand to look at the thing. To my own suprise and amazement, I find my arms wrapping around this stranger, my firm breasts press against his arm and I can feel the wetness between my legs just because of my nearness to him. I don't know why, but I feel that I have to have him, and I don't care what the crowd thinks, or what Margret thinks, or even what the hypnotist thinks. I rub my breasts against his arm, and he can feel my hard nipples through the thin fabric of my shirt.
 
...Lora's excitement is apparent ....I think I might have done too good a job....she is wrapped around a stagehand....and almost fucking him on the stage.

"Ladies and Gentlemen," I intone, "you can see for yourself how she abhors cigarettes." "Margret," I whisper, "lets get her out of here."
 
Smiling, looks like lora has enough of smoking cigarettes, good for her. But she seems to be quite attracted to the hypnotist... almost horny id say. I never seen her behave like that. The hypnotist asks me to take her away, and i follow that order and guide Lora away from the stage. A stage assistent motions us to go backstage.
 
completing my act, I take several curtain calls....and then walk backstage to talk to my two newest........challenges.

"Lora...Margret would you two care to join me for dinner? We can either go to the Chez Paul or I can whip up something in my place. Your choice."
 
Yes, let's celibrate Lora finally stopped smoking. I think I'd prefer your place, Mr ...
 
"just call me Thor, Margret." Walking alongside them..out the stage door...smiling at the adulation of the staff. As we exit, my car, a dark blue BMW is wisked to the door by the attendant. Pressing a tip in his hand, I open the back door for both of you........
 
Lora and I both get in. Then Thor joins us, and opens a bottle of champagne. We have something to celibrate girls, do you want some. He fills three glasses. The champagne tastes great, and the chauffeur is driving us to the rich neighbourhood where Thor seems to live. He stops at a large beautiful mansion, and opens the door. Sir, we have arrived. Thank you James, and he guides us to the frontdoor.
 
"That will be all for the evening, James. You may tell the other servants I will not need them any more tonight." We walk to the large study, tastefully furnished in leather. Large rugs of a soft weave accent the room. A fire is taking the chill off the air. A buffet of snacks is on the sideboard, and Dom Perigon is chilling....just as I ordered.

'Margret, let me refill your glass.....and let me pour one for Lora too." My eyes never leave the lovely women. My staff knows not to disturb me.....

"Wind cave," I intone.........
 
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