The Unethical Hypnotist

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Thomas Delaney had a small office in the city. He was a therapist: a hypnotherapist to be precise. His price was low, but he never had any complaints from his clients. That said, his clients never found out his secret until it was too late.

"How is the recent sale working out?" He asked, speaking into the videophone on his desk which showed a bronzed-skinned man in a loose fitting shirt.

"Oh, she is good, senor. Her brother too." The man gasped as his image shuddered slightly on the screen. "Yes, her brother is very sweet..."

Thomas laughed. "You're a sick one Manuel, but I'm glad you like them. Talk to you later."

The buzzer on the door rang as the phone went dead, and Thomas stood with a smile. He had five clients at the moment, and was starting his day with a new one. No doubt she had some minor habit she was struggling with, just like most of them. He opened the door to allow his client to enter and greeted her.

"Good Morning, Ms..."
 
Angelica Hudson

The office was pretty much expected, cheap vinyl chairs and magazines that dated a year ago or more. What wasn't typical was the fact that I had resorted to such drastic measures. Some people may not define my problem as such. Most would welcome my condition. Certainly the men in my life never complained. That is until they discovered the depth of my obsession.

Just as I had decided to bolt right out of the front door his office door opened and I was pleasantly surprised by his attractiveness. Oh no.....it was happening again and so soon. I hope that this man, my lasy resort, would be able to help me before it was too late.

"Actually, it is Ms. Delaney, but you may call me Angelica," I replied to his invitation in a low seductive voice. I was the predator now and he was my prey. The whole act of seduction was beginning even as I had promised myself that it was all over.

I swayed my hips gently from side to side as I sat in the chair opposite his desk that he offered to me. My rather short red skirt inched slightly up my thigh as I crossed my legs, preparing myself for the game.

"Let's just get directly to the point, Doctor. I have a problem and you are my last resort. You see, I am addicted to sex and seducing men. All men, All the time. Do you think you can help me overcome my addiction?"
 
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Thomas Delaney

Thomas smiled as the woman breezed past him, the waft of her perfume sparking a fire in his mind. She would be such a good sale when she was ripe, probably fetching 75 to 100,000.

"Let's just get directly to the point, Doctor. I have a problem and you are my last resort. You see, I am addicted to sex and seducing men. All men, All the time. Do you think you can help me overcome my addiction?" She explained after introducing herself.

Thomas took his seat again and turned his steel-blue eyes on her. She was trying to seduce him, she really was a nymphomaniac. Well, it was unlikely that he could cure her of that - indeed it would be harmful to the sale - but he would need to channel that into submissiveness.

"Well, Angelica," he said. "Let me get a few details."

He took a form from his desk drawer and a pen to fill it in and began asking for her personal details. Name, address, medical coverage (he'd never use that of course, but it made his operation seem more ligit). He reached the final question.

"Describe your problem in detail for me; how long have you suffered from it and how does it affect your life?"
 
Angelica Hudson

"Well, you see, Doctor, I am not exactly sure when my problem first began. If I were to take a guess I would say I was probably around 13. I bloomed earlier than most girls my age and I garnered attention from boys. All sorts of boys, actually, and even some men. I felt powerful under the attentive gaze of all my male suitors. It wasn't until just after my 15th birthday that I became sexually active. I realized that I had even more power by using my body to please and be pleased by men. I became uncontrollable at the age of 16 partly because I became aware of admiring glances from girls too. That's when I embarked on a lifetime of affairs with both men and women."

"The overwhelming need for power has consumed me ever since. I love to feel the hot flesh of my lovers writhing beneath me . I become extremely excited looking into their eyes at the exact moment I bring them to the brink of ecstacy over and oer again." I felt short of breath just describing these events to the doctor. I wanted, no needed, for him to feel the power of my body beneath him and watch him want me more than he has ever wanted anyone else before.

"The problem, Doctor, is that I just cannot make myself stop. It has gotten me into more trouble than you can ever imagine. And yet, I continue with these damaging behaviors. The power sometimes seems like t is not enough. Can you possibly help me?"
 
Thomas Delaney

"The problem, Doctor, is that I just cannot make myself stop. It has gotten me into more trouble than you can ever imagine. And yet, I continue with these damaging behaviors. The power sometimes seems like t is not enough. Can you possibly help me?" She said, looking desperate for assistance.

Thomas smiled in a reassuring manner. "Yes. Yes, I believe that I can help you. You see, your problem is not so rare as you might believe. Indeed, were people more open about it, evidence suggests sexual addiction would be the number one addiction in the Western world."

"Well, now the paperwork is out of the way, let us proceed with our work."

He stood and walked over to the take her hand and led her towards a recliner at the other side of the room. She took a seat, looking anxious.

"Have you ever been hypnotised before?" Thomas asked.

She shook her head.

"Well, it's a simple procedure. Begin by relaxing, while I prepare. I will be using a form of incense to make the atmosphere more relaxing. I will then sit in front of you and, using a voice and massage technique, will guide you into a hypnotic state. Once you are there, I will be able to access the reasons behind your behavior and work with you to relieve their effect on you."

"For now, just relax."

Thomas stood and positioned a small table with an incene burner near her head. Taking a match he lit the incense and sat back a little. This was no ordinary incense. It had rosewood to mask the scent, but was also laced with marijuana to reduce the patient's will.

He sat back in front of her and smiled.
"If you are ready, we will begin."
 
He was saying someting to me. Asking me a question perhaps but I was still focused on the manliness of this doctor. When he came closer to me I brushed my fingers slightly against him. He hardly seemed to noticed. This man was going to be a challenge. And how I loved a challenged. Maybe this is exactly what I needed.

The doctor lit the incense and sat back and tried to relax. My mind wandered, fantasizing about making love to him. Then suddenly, I was relaxed and feeling a bit euphoric. Still I heard his voice and yet I only had a vague recollection of what he was saying.
 
Thomas Delaney

She tried to seduce him even as he was putting her under, but it was not something Thomas could let himself respond to. This woman was hot, and he had clients who would be more than ready to buy her when the time was right; but that meant he had to train her, had to make her realize that her passion was another's to command. Not hers, but her master's or mistress's.

He watched as she began to drift into a twilight haze of lost will and surrendered thoughts. She was beautiful lying there and he was eager to sample her, but that would have to wait until he was sure. Thomas began to chant the mantra he had been taught years earlier, a soothing lullabye almost like a father's song to a young daughter. When he was certain she was going under, he began the gentle and relaxing massage, working his way up from her feet.

She remained still as his hands claimed her thighs, and he moved higher. Very few women, or men, could resist responding to abdominal touching unless they were under hypnosis. They may respond with anger, or with pleasure, but they responded. She did nothing.

He moved higher, running his hands over the curve of her breasts and on up to cup her face. No response.

"Angelica," he crooned, "You can hear me, you will remain under my control but be aware of every aspect of what is happening to you and around you until I command you otherwise. Now, sit up Angelica, while I get something."

He returned to his desk and opened a drawer, removing a videocamera. Normally it would take several sessions before a client was ready to make a promotional video he would be able to use to tempt buyers, but as a nymphomaniac she would already be suggestible enough for that.

"Now, Angelica, the first thing I want to do is see how you move. Strip for me, as erotically, as sensually as you can."
 
Angelica Hudson

I barely heard a man's voice commanding me to strip, yet nonetheless I obeyed without hestitation. Suddenly I was on my feet, balancing my weight on my signature red pumps. I trailed my hands lightly down my body, pretending that they were his hands. I touched myself in all the places I wanted him to touch me.

My hands discovered the tender places on my arms and slowly worked them down to my ample breasts. I longed to be free of the restraints of my clothes. Slowly I lifted my shirt above my head and gingerly threw it to the floor. Next I removed my red lace bra, needing to feel my fevered hands against the nakedness of them. My nipples hardened simply from the thought of his lips brushing against them.

My fingers circled each nippled, deliberately avoiding the taut nubs. After licking my fingers, I moved them to my breasts and swirled them around gently. A small moan escaped my lips as the flames of my desperation rose higher from witin me.
 
Thomas Delaney

Oh she was good, he had underestimated her. She was a natural slut who only needed to accept she had no right over her own desires. Few women in the world were like that but those who were... for a second he considered keeping her for himself. Thomas watched as she swayed to the beat of a mental drum. She was playing with herself as though her hands were someone elses... mine? Well soon enough they would be.

The shirt raised seductively over her arms before she hurled it to the ground. She hadn't even unfastened any buttons in her eagerness for sex. Thomas mulled that point over. Some would find that erotic, that their slave was so eager to please, but for others it would be disrespectful to strip so quickly when ordered to be sensual. Still he could work on that later, in some other session perhaps... for now she was more than enough to cause his cock to grow familiarly uncomfortable in the bindings of his pants. It certainly looked good for the promotional video.

The bra followed quickly, discarded with a flick that sent her breasts jiggling deliciously. Thomas let his hand stroke down over the tent in his pants. He so wanted to sample her, but that would have to wait until the striptease was done. The way her hands teased her bountiful breasts though made it hard to focus on the task in hand.

Without a word Thomas indicated for her to carry on,to remove the rest of what she was wearing, then let his hand go back to gentle rubbing through his pants.
 
Angelica Hudson

Having somewhat satiated my need to gratify my breasts, I unzipped my skirt and let it fall to the ground. I stepped out of the garment and edged loser to the chair. I was clad in only my red laced, gold embroidered thongs and thigh highs. Turning my back to his voice I lifted my foot up on the chair to remove one of my stockings. I hoped that the sght of my firm buttocks would entice him.

Once the stockings were removed I placed my hands on my ass and rubbed them roughly.

"I have been such a naughty girl and I must be punished for my actions." After saying this I smacked my cheeks hard enough to surely leave two red handprints on my ass. I was on fire. I needed to quench my desires so I swiveled around and sat on the edge of the chair. My right hand wound its way down to my panties and disappeared. My fingers feverishly pumped in and out of my wet pussy.

Once I had pleasured myself for the moment I stood back up and slowly removed the thongs to reveal my totally bare snatch. I licked my fingers to taste my own juices. Moving slowly to the music playing inside my head I carressed my nude body, turning around every once in a while for him to take in the entire sight of me.
 
Thomas Delaney.

When she slapped herself, she added $10,000 to her value I knew, and that almost sent me over the edge. Here was a woman who, while untrained, was advertising herself as willing to take pain to please a man, that was rare like a perfect diamond. I stopped pleasuring stroking myself and watched as she finished her striptease. Even afterwards, she continued to dance work her beautiful figure erotically. I switched the camera off and stood to approach her.

"Don't stop," I breathed, as I walked around her gyrating form and let my fingers drink in her natural beauty.

My breath caught in my throat slighting as I stroked and caressed her breasts and moved on to her still reddened ass. I slapped it myself, feeling the cheeks vibrate beneath my stinging hand. Then I held her ass against the front of my pants, and let her move on me, exciting me once more to the brink of orgasm. When I was close enough to coming I commanded her to stand still.

My lips nuzzled against her neck and I began to kiss my way up to her ear. This I drew into my mouth, the slight pressure sending a ripple through her body. She was ready to come and it was time I gave her that opportunity.

I unfastened my trousers and let them and my boxers fall to the ground. Then I leaned forward again and whispered in her ear.

"Take your pleasure with me. Show me how you like to fuck, how you like a man to make you come."
 
Angelica Hudson

It was the most wonderful dream I ever remembered having. His hands were on my ass spanking me roughly but it was exciting. Then the somewhat soft nibbling of my right ear. This man was delicious. If only I knew exactly who it was. My brain was foggy while my body was completely alert.

Had I heard him correctly? Did he actually care that I had an orgasm? So unlike the other men I have been with before. I wanted to make him writhe on the brink of ecstacy yet I also wanted to feel entirley satiated by him.

"Let me show you what really turns me on!" I could feel the fire in my gaze, the ultimate need to be consumed. I dropped to my knees and took his engorged member into my mouth. I knew instantly that he had started to pleasure himself, probebly during my dance. His juice tasted hot and sweet on my tongue. I would bring him to the brink. I knew how to bring men right to the edge and then tease them until they begged me for more.

I licked the head of his cock ever so slightly. His hips pressed against me, wanting me to take more of him inside my mouth. I conceded to his silent demand for more and took just the head inside of my hot mouth. Using my hand to stroke the length of his shaft I suckled the tip of his cock as a baby would nurse his mother.

I felt his body begin to stiffen as I slowly worked my mouth and hand. All of a sudden I released my hand from his cock and grabbed his ass. My mouth found the base of his penis as my throat opened up to take all of him in. I feverishly worked my mouth up and down his entire length.

A moan escaped from him and his back arched. I knew he was on the brink so I stopped abruptly.

"Now, I want you to fuck me. Fuck me hard and make me cum with you!" I demanded of him as I turned around and bent over the chair. Then I pulled my ass cheeks apart, inviting him into the tightest orfice of my body.
 
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Thomas Delaney

Her mouth worked so feverishly on his cock that he could not resist her. Groaning, he tried to stand still and let her work against him, let her satiate herself as well as him. After feasting a while on its head, she moved down him more vigorously, engulfing his entire length in her. The sensation of brushing the back of her throat made him groan and begin to stretch backwards in passion. Nearer and nearer he grew, each caress, each lick, each nudge with her tonsils drew him closer and closer to the edge until he felt the seed begin to swell his balls.

And she stopped.

"Now, I want you to fuck me. Fuck me hard and make me cum with you!" She said, leaning forward over a chair and spreading her ass for him.

He needed no further encouragement and pressed into her. The tightness of her sphincter refused him access at first but as he forced himself forwards, it yielded. With a grunt he began to push forwards into her bowels, inch by steady inch, feeling her welcome him in pleasurable ache. Once he was lodged inside he gave another command.

"Since this is your greatest pleasure, you will remember the feeling repeatedly from now on. Whenever you sleep, dream this. Whenever you hear a man's voice, imagine it. And if ever you are not aroused, recall it. Do not remember who is doing this to you. Change the picture to incorporate whichever male is near."

He left the order as a generic 'male' in case her master decided to use her in more... exotic ways.

And then he began to move. Slowly at first, his motions increased as he felt her begin to move with him. Forward and back he rocked, his cock pulling nearly clean from her ass before plunging back in. Beneath him he felt her gasp, and then felt the fingers of one of her hands brush against his pubic hair. She was fingering herself as he fucked her ass. That was enough to push him onwards.

"Feel this, Angelica," he gasped. "Feel your orgasm and mine with every fibre of your being. It will be more real than any you have had before and you will remember it absolutely whenever you relive this."

That was it. She was crying out now, about to come as was he. He thrust in once more and with a yell emptied his load into her deep recesses. Shot after shot of cum flew from his dick as he felt her shudder to her own climax. Even afterwards it took over a minute to begin to slacken and slip out of her.

"Good," he said as he tried to recover. "Good... now lick me clean."
 
Angelica Hudson

Through the haze I recollect someone telling me to remember this. I am not sure I could ever forget it. The pain was seering but it felt so delicious. I wanted more and more!!

My fngers plunged deep inside of my aching cunt to bring myself to a most magnificent climax. It grew almost out of control as I felt his hot juices pumping inside of me.

I knew that I most savor some these juices right away, almost as if someone were demanding that I do just that. Like a crazed, hungry animal I whipped around to his cock and began lapping up all the fluid. It was sweeter than the most expensive nectars. I must have more of it, almost an obsession of need. My tongue wound around his cock and down to his balls, savoring every last drop. My fire was still red hot as I wanted him again and again...
 
Thomas Delaney

Her tongue worked his dick like an expert as she drank the filthy cum eagerly from him. He groaned softly as he felt himself become erect once more under her ministrations, but a glance at the clock told him their first session was drawing to a close. He really only had time to give the first instruction to help turn her into a pliable slave.

"Stop now, Angelica," he said. "Get dressed and clean yourself."

He watched as she dressed and tucked himself away so that they would both look as though they had not been having sex.

"Now, when I count to three you will wake up. You will remember vaguely that we spoke about your addiction but not what we did, except in the ways I instructed before. And from now on, you will be entirely unable to achieve an orgasm under any circumstances, no matter how aroused you become, unless directly given permission to do so.

1

2

3"

He let himself smile easily as she began to awaken.
 
Angelica Hudson

I feel as though I have een sleeping for days and had the most delicious dreams. A man is saying something to me. I can hear his low voice telling me something I don't quite comprehend.

"Uh..exuse me?" I muttered softly. The look on my face was one of total puzzlement. This whole experience has been an enigma to me. I feel different but in a way I cannot quite put my finger on. Maybe a bit satisfied. Or maybe subdued? Hmmm....
 
Thomas Delaney

"Uh..exuse me?" She said, as she recovered from the hypnosis.

"I was saying welcome back," said Thomas. "That was quite a session. Do you remember anything we spoke about?"

She shook her head uncertainly, and asked for more information.

"The good news is, your addiction will be thoroughly treatable. Unlike some, for whom addiction is based in a chemical imbalance in the brain, yours appears to be related to some incidents that happened... years ago."

He was deliberately general and acted concerned.

"I will say, Angelica, that there may be some painful memories I need to work through with you, but as you know the addiction you are facing is having a serious impact on your quality of life. I am more than willing to continue working on your treatment.. if you would like to continue also. Would you like to make another appointment? Say next week?"
 
Angelica Hudson

Treatable...the addiction may not have to run my life from now on. I wasn't exactly sure f this news made me happy or sad. Would I know how to live my life without it? I hoped that he would be able to help me cope with these new feelings.

"Oh yes, doctor. Next week would be perfect." I did seem different somehow but I couldn't quite put my finger on how.
 
Thomas Delaney

I looked over the letters before me as I waited for Angelica to arrive for her appointment. I'd sent her striptease video out through the internet to my normal customers as soon as she had left the previous week, and already I had a number of people asking how long it would be before her auction. The arabs were interested of course, an enthusiastic white whore usually brought high bids from some of the sheiks. Toyaka in Japan had also expressed an interest. But what was most intriguing was the message from Janine Dane... a radical feminist who had secret interests that she prayed would never be discovered. Dane only used the best sluts in her pleasurehouse, and that meant she could afford only a few. If she was interested, bidding would be high.

There was a nock on the door and Thomas stuffed the letters back into a drawer quickly. Then he opened the door and, with a smile, welcomed Angelica back.

"Good to see you again," he said, looking at her beautiful face and anticipating more pleasure. "Won't you come in, Angelica."

She followed him and took a seat, looking a little nervous. Thomas studied her for a second as he sat opposite her across his desk and wondered how her week had gone. So far he had not denied her the right to prey on men, to seduce them... but if his hypnosis had worked he doubted she had acheived an orgasm in the last week, despite being almost constantly aroused by memories of their last encounter transferred to men around her.

"So, how have you been this week?" he asked, feigning concern.
 
Angelica Hudson

Walking from my vehicle to the Doctor Delaney's office, I felt another surge of nervousness mixed with excitement. The feeling was an enigma to me since I could not recall ever having felt this way before. My week had been equally puzzling. I hoped that I would be able to explain it all to the doctor and help me understand it all.

My knock at the door was answered fairly quickly. When I saw his face a flood of memories aroused my senses. Memories of what I wasn't quite certain. The only thing I knew was that I had to have him.

Lost in my own thoughts I barely heard his question. Something about my week. Oh yes, he was concerned about me. This too was quite new for me. No man ever really cared about my feelings, only how I could please them.

"To be perfectly honest with you I have had an odd time. I still want men as much as ever but I can't seem to reach an orgasm when I am with them. Is this how the therapy should be progressing," my voice twinged with desperation as I asked him this.
 
Thomas Delaney

Thomas gave her a reassuring smile as she asked the question he had wanted. His hypnosis was working perfectly, better than with any of his other clients. He had little doubt he could take her to full submission almost immediately if he wanted, and that may not be a bad idea. Not least because his clients would expect at least a two month delay in her training and that would give him plenty of time to try her for himself, perhaps even give her a run in public too.

"I understand your concerns," he said. "But do not worry, it shows you are healing. I know it may sound strange to say that, but this is a truly positive step in the recovery process. You see, you are beginning to gain some control over how you express your natural sexuality. We have still got quite a lot of work to do, of course, but what you are experiencing is your decision not to reach orgasm unless you truly want to make love with an individual. I know it sounds confusing, but trust me, you are healing."

He studied her face, trying hard not to let her know what he wanted to do was see her magnificent body again., to sample her charms and to take her to deeper levels of submissive sexuality.

"Do you have any further questions, or would you like to proceed with today's work?"
 
Angelica Hudson

Healing.....the word tumbled over and over again inside of my head. I had no idea that this process could be so confusing and frightening. I trusted the doctor though. He would guide me through all of these emotions.

"I don't think I have any questions right now, but if I think f any I will let you know. I am rather anxious to continue our therapy."
 
Thomas Delaney

"Good, good," he said as he led her over to the couch and laid her down. "Then we shall begin immediately."

It was far easier to hypnotize her this week than it had been last, perhaps because she yearned for the submission from responsibility and control that hypnosis brought her. Either way, it would soon be possible to take her under to total submission without the ritual of hypnosis at all. Once he was sure she was under, he commanded her to sit up and pay attention.

"Angelica," Thomas said. "You are a beautiful woman, but you are not dressing to demonstrate this fact. Your skirt and shirt, even your bra and panties, demonstrate classiness. But they do not advertise that you are anyone's for the taking. We are going to go out now and buy you some more appropriate clothes."

I opened a drawer and pulled out a strange object.

"But first, put this on." I said.

I passed her a leather harness that fit around her waist to form a kind of leather underwear. It was fitted with devices to stimulate the wearer constantly. Small vibrators would massage her anus and clitoris, while a slightly longer dildo was built to open her vagina. All could be controlled remotely or set on a number of automatic sequences to keep her on the brink of orgasm. Even the legs were lined with fur to stimulate her thighs as they rubbed against it.
 
Angelica Hudson

I seemed to be having another magnifcent dream. Or was it real? I really wasn't exactly sure. The only thing I knew for sure was that the doctor's hands were on my body placing some strange object on me.

The feeling was all at once stimulating. Murmuring softly, I allowed him to lead me out of the office. Several times I gripped his arm for the sheer fact that I was on the brink of ecstacy.
 
Thomas Delaney

Setting the stimulant harness to a gentle rythmic pulsing I led her out to my car and guided her into the passenger seat. The way she was clinging to me would make any onlooker think we were in a romantic relationship and I added a command to increase that.

There was a large sex shop boutique close to where I worked, one that sold not just the usual junk but also fetish outfits, uniforms, cutaway panties and bras, every item of clothing that said sex; not to mention truly high class erotic toys. The owner knew me there, as soon as I was able, I took all my trainee slaves to be outfitted there. It was a nice arrangement. I paid half price for the items bought, and he and his staff got to use the slaves.

We arrived within five minutes and I led her inside. The owner, Robert, was working today, with both a male and a female assistant. They looked over at Angelica and gave appreciative whistles.

"Angelica," I said. "Look throughout the store for six of the sluttiest outfits you can find. Full sets. Bras, panties if you want them, as well as overclothes. Try them on in the shop, you don't need the fitting rooms. If anyone asks you for sex, accept. But select well, because from now on you will never wear anything but slutty outfits unless commanded otherwise."

I left her to it and went to talk to the owner.
 
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