The Third Visit

“Mr. Anders,” Lucinda looked up at him from her computer and smiled. She had her glasses on and her hair was back up in a bun, but this time it was tight and contained, and her makeup was soft and flattering, bringing out her eyes, her lips, and the angular, classically beautiful contours of her face, but in a deceptively professional and faux modest way. He could tell she obviously knew how to enhance and minimize her striking beauty when she chose to. “It looks like Ms. Sato is running a few minutes late. If you’d like, I can take you back to the office and you can wait for her there.”

She stood up and he saw that her cream colored silk blouse wasn’t just low cut, but that the first button was also undone, showing off her very respectably deep cleavage, and enough of her large, pushed up breasts to make him feel even more awkward than he’d been feeling the last few days.

The smooth, shimmering, pale cream of her blouse was offset by the deep black of her high waistd slacks, and he saw that she had a gold chain around her narrow waist. He also saw her brilliant, green emerald earrings as she stood in front of him with a bottle of water in her hand. “Here, for afterwards, since it seems like you always need one.”

There was something in the green of her earrings, and the gold of the chain, and her closeness, and her big, pushed up and together breasts, and the sound of her voice, which seemed to wrap around him and stick to him, and her blue eyes that looked deep into his…

As he reached out to take the bottle of water, she grabbed his wrist, pulled him close, and said, “Sleep” so forcefully that his brain skipped a beat. He fell into her arms, his face into her tits and as she pulled him in close, smothering him with her breasts and massaging the base of his skull, she started forcefully chanting, 

“That’s right, sleep. That’s right, sleep. That’s right…” things were fuzzy and warm and soft and his head was emptying out as his cock started throbbing to life, and he barely heard her say “Sleep” the first time.

“Listen very closely, and very carefully to what I say. Kumi Sato is an amazing hypnotist who is so good at hypnosis that she can destroy our minds and take over our lives in the most amazing ways. Kumi Sato is sexually manipulating you with her incredible talents, and brainwashing you into psychosexual dependency and hypnotized slavery, because only she can give you what you need, and that’s the help she believes we need, because only Kumi Sato knows what’s best for us.”

Lucinda’s hand was between his legs, massaging his growing cock over his pants, and she spoke to him in smooth, powerful tones, but her inflection didn’t match her words. What she said sounded, to his sleepwalker’s mind like sincere compliments, but the way she said everything made it feel like a warning.

“No one can resist Kumi Sato’s incredible hypnotic abilities, because no one is a better hypnotist than her, and when she starts hypnotizing you, you fall deeper every time, and it feels better every time, especially when she uses her sexuality, which is just as irresistible as her hypnosis. Kumi Sato’s sexuality is hypnotic, and her hypnosis is sexual, and she is an amazing hypnotist, so she is obviously amazingly sexual.”

As she spoke she moved him towards the bathroom, and took him inside the single occupancy room. Then his pants were down, his cock was in her hand, and pointed over the toilet.

“You love being hypnotized and seduced by Kumi Sato because she is irresistibly, sexually hypnotic and unmatched as a hypnotist. No one is more powerful than her. Her suggestions, once they are deep enough, when they eventually are deep enough, cannot be undone. Kumi Sato’s hypnosis and sexual dominance will take over your life, and she will give you what you need, because anyone who is hypnotized by the incredible and irresistible Kumi Sato eventually… eventually succumbs to her accumulated suggestions, and sexual manipulations… because…”

Her tits were pressed into her back, her voice was hot on his neck, and her hand was pumping his cock as her words became more fierce, and more frantic, pitching between sweet praise she was lavishing on the hypnotist, and a simple, matter of fact statements said with the weight of undeniable truth.

Right up until the end, as she moaned and her voice fell into a soft, unintelligible murmur. Right as Anders shot a load into the toilet. Her hand going soft around his cock, her body sinking into his as he gasped and moaned.

Then he felt her hand start to pump him vigorously again, and he could tell she was saying something. He could tell she was repeating some words over and over again, but she wasn’t saying them loud enough for him to hear. Not until she’d let go of his cock, and started washing her hands in the sink as he stood in front of the toilet, in a daze.

“Kumi Sato is an amazing hypnotist Mr. Anders. Kumi Sato is such a powerful and irresistible hypnotist that she will change your life with her suggestions…” She turned him around and put both hands on his shoulders. “if”… she put more emphasis on the word when she said it again, “IF you keep coming to these sessions. Clean yourself up and come out when you understand everything I’ve told you about the amazing, and incredible, truly irresistible Kumi Sato. And remember what I said, just as clearly as you remember you’re only in here to use the bathroom.”

She walked out of the bathroom and closed the door behind her, and as it closed, Anders’s hands moved automatically, tucking his flaccid cock away and zipping up after he finished taking a piss. He washed his hands and stared at his face in the mirror, disoriented, confused, and dreaming, until he blinked and his face came into focus.

Ever since last Thursday’s session he’d been vigorously masturbating any time he started thinking about Kumi too much. He had fantasies about what it would be like to be hypnotized by her tits, or to be shrunk down and smothered in her cleavage, not as a size play fantasy, but as a concept. Like what if his brain and his cock could get tit fucked by those huge tits of hers.

He’d never really thought about hypnosis as sexy, or anything like that before, but he’d start to accidentally think of his ex, then he’d think about how he was really using hypnosis to help think of healthier things, and then he’d start to remember what it was like to be with his ex, but that became fantasies about Kumi’s huge tits, her pocket watch swinging back and forth in front of her tits in his favorite colored bra, and sometimes he’d have to go back to back just to get her, her massive tits, and the sexual energy out of his system.

He couldn’t remember anything from his second session with her, but that had to have been because Kumi Sato was an amazing hypnotist, and because he’d developed a crush on her. Maybe it was transference, the thing that happened when you got a crush on a doctor or a teacher or whatever, or maybe it was just the fact she was hot and had really huge tits, whatever it was it didn’t matter because his crush on her was as big as her massive boobs and there was no denying that.

But if she was such an amazing hypnotist, then who knows if she was making him feel that way or taking advantage of him. Maybe this wasn’t as on the up and up as it seemed. And what was up with Lucinda? He had these flashes of fantasizing about her sucking his cock, and now today she had her tits out and didn’t really look anything like she did the first time he saw her.

And had she been doing something to him? He had this fuzzy memory of her talking to him after his last session, and he didn’t even remember booking the one for today. And the logistics of these three appointments, between time off from work, and the fact his insurance didn’t cover these sessions meant…

He exited the bathroom, still disoriented, still trying to sort through the fog of confusion that seemed like it was on the edges of all of his thoughts, that if his mind slowed down or wandered he’d be lost in it, and smiled at Lucinda.

“Hey, I’m so sorry, I was thinking… what’s your refund policy for…”

The Real Third Visit

“Hello Anders, it’s so good to see you, is everything alright?” Kumi Sato stepped out of the hallway and into the waiting area, and when she said his name, Anders looked over at her and couldn’t imagine looking away.

She was wearing a lose hanging, thin, pale green, high necked cardigan that more draped off the balcony of her massive chest than clung to it, and a soft, pale, off-white long skirt. And while no skin was showing, there was a sexual magnetism to her, and a gravity to her tits, amplified by the fact they were covered, that pulled him in, and drew his eyes to the golden pocket watch she was wearing as a necklace.

“Oh, I’m um… I think today might not be the best, and I don’t know if…” As compelling and irresistible as her sexual aura was, and as deeply resonating as the sound of her voice felt as it hummed through his brain and down his spine, making the soft, foggy warmth at the edges start to swirl through his consciousness, he felt something else. 

He felt fear.

The way she’d asked him, the way she’d looked at him, her long hair brushed back away from her face, her eyes looking through him, looking into his soul, daring him to deny the feelings he had for her, he felt like she was a predator getting ready to pounce, or that she was a spider who’d come out onto the web after he’d gotten himself tangled up.

“You’re already here,” she moved closer to him and smiled. Part of him knew it was warm and disarming, and all he wanted to do was make her smile, but the confidence in her voice and in her posture, and the way she moved, not between him and the door, but closer to him and Lucinda, made him feel small. “But if you don’t feel up to it today, we can reschedule.”

Kumi took off her necklace as she spoke, and while it was hard for Anders to look away from her and break free from the gravitational pull of her breasts, he managed to look at Lucinda and look deep into her eyes.

There was a clarity there, and a strength that came from her meeting his gaze. He felt a thread of clear and present thought, a sense of mental relief that came from after cumming, and he had no idea why he felt that way, unaware of what she’d done to him in the bathroom minutes before, but he held on to it. “I was just, actually, I was just asking Lucinda about cancelling, and about refunds and…’

“Oh, that’s fine, we’re more than happy to give you your booking deposit back, but I think Lucinda might want you to stay.” Kumi didn’t look at him as she spoke instead, she looked at her receptionist, and while her voice was still warm and friendly, Anders sensed an edge to her words. A subtle, undeniable menace. “You see, Lucinda was a lot like you Anders, a very skilled subject, a very talented and receptive hypnotic subject…”

The pocket watch started to swing back and forth, and Anders watched Lucinda’s eyes unfocus and start to follow it. “She was a very skilled hypnotist herself, so she understood what hypnosis could give her, and she needed to make some changes in her life. She was so unhappy before coming to see me, and now, I’ve made her life so simple, and so easy. It’s all so much simpler and easier for you now isn’t it Lucinda, working for me, instead of working for yourself. Letting me help you, instead of trying to do it all on your own. Chasing after toxic relationships, clinging to bad memories, just like Anders. And you’re so much happier now, doing simple things, being my simple girl, instead of being in control.”

The sound of Kumi’s voice, her hypnotic voice washed over him, and he started to blink as he stared into Lucida’s eyes, his eyes following hers, as her gaze followed the pocket watch, rapt, vacant, as his face went slack and her body went loose.

“But we all fall back into old habits sometimes, and I think Lucinda might have fallen back into old habits when she met you, because you’re a very special subject Anders, just like her. Look at how receptive she is, just watching the watch, she’s feeling the same warm, golden glow that you did, and you see it in her eyes. Look how happy she is now, and you can feel this way too. You can stay here, and we can all go into my office and work together to make you so happy, and Lucinda can help us, and you can help her. She’s so nice to you Anders, don’t you want to help her the way she wants to help you?”

He couldn’t see the pocket watch, all he could see was those glassy, empty blue eyes, eyes that were pulling him in, leading him, making him blink, and every time he blinked he lost the thread of clarity he’d felt in her eyes just moments before.

“Lucinda cares about you. You inspire her, because she sees herself in you, and she wants you to be happy, just as happy as her, just as happy as I make her. I can help you be happy, if you let me. We can help you open up and make everything so simple, if you let us. And you can let her help you to my office now, all you have to do is just…”

She was behind him now, one arm over his shoulder still swinging the pocket watch, her breath hot on his neck, “Follow her to my office now, and both of you wait quietly for me there. Say nothing, do nothing, just wait for me.”

Lucinda’s eyes were empty, she was gone. She smiled an empty, hollow smile, and spoke in a flat, docile, and quiet voice, “Follow me Mr. Anders, and don’t forget your water.”

He did what he was told, and for a long moment the two of them stood there in her office alone, staring deep into each other’s eyes. Unable to speak, unable to look away, staring into each other’s eyes. Kumi’s words holding them physically and mentally still.

For Anders, he could not think of what was befalling him, in part because he couldn’t understand it logically, and in part because he was completely overwhelmed, mentally spent, and emotionally vulnerable.

“Lucinda is a very competent hypnotist in her own right,” the door behind him closed, and again Kumi was behind him, speaking plainly. Her breath was on his neck again, and again she held her arm out over his shoulder, starting to swing the pocket watch. Clearly, though Anders couldn’t process it, she was wearing higher heels than when he’d first met her.

“She is very skilled, and as I’m sure you’ll agree, she is a very attractive women, again, in her own right. But mentally, she’s weak. She’s as weak willed as she is a strong subject, just like you Anders. In some ways you were made for each other, but I think we can all agree that it wouldn’t suit my best interests, or yours, if I let Lucinda fall back into her old habits.”

This time, Kumi’s free hand moved around Ander’s wait, and she started to rub his cock over his pants as she spoke, her tits pressed into his back, her voice wrapped around him just like her arms.

“Lucinda, just watch the watch the way you need to. You’ve been such a good girl for me for so long, and that other part of yourself, the part of you that you can’t handle, that just can’t function with the stress of being in control, she’s been so dormant for so long. But Mr. Anders here, well, you woke her up. Maybe it’s your finances, maybe it’s just being kindred spirits, but you inspired her. Lucinda, tell Mister Anders what you tried to do to him.”

The pocket watch kept swinging, and he couldn’t look away, he could barely see Lucinda doing the same thing, even though she was right in front of him.

“I saw… saw how good a subject you were… how you came in your pants during your first session, and wanted to… take you for my own. Get you to take care of me… use you… get me away from… Kumi Sato is a wonderful hypnotist, and I need her help. We both need her help, we’re both lost without her, only Kumi Sato’s hypnosis can give us what we need to be happy Mr. Anders.”

Kumi had undone his pants and gotten his cock out, “See, when push comes to shove, my suggestions and my programming are stronger than her own will. She can’t even speak against me to tell you the truth about what she was doing. And she’s a skilled enough hypnotist, a talented enough one to truly understand the craft of hypnosis, and she’s mine. If I wasn’t here, she’d be able to get her hooks into you, and wrap you around her finger like she wanted to. But I stopped that, because I care about you Anders, and I want to help you. So now that I have you, do you think you could ever have a chance resisting my hypnotic help that you need so much? Especially now that you know Lucinda wants to prey on you?”

She cupped his balls, “Tell him what you did today Lucinda, tell me what you did today while you thought you could hide from me.”

“I hypnotized him, took him in the bathroom, and realized I could say things about you that were true and complimentary, but I could hide a warning in the truth. Then I made him cum, to try and restart his brain. But you got back sooner than I thought. I gave him an earlier start time to try and get him to leave. And once he left, I would have… I would have…”

“Mmmmmm…” Anders couldn’t move, he could barely recognize how full his balls had gotten and how hard he was. The warm golden light of the pocket watch was turning him to mush, except for his cock. “Then you would have tried to build on the success you had with him, and used him to get you away from me. But that’s not what he wants. I mean, just look at her Anders. Watch Her strip for me now, and look at her.”

Lucinda started to move in discordant, uneven motions at first, then she started to move into a smooth and graceful short striptease of sorts, taking off her clothes until she was down to her bra and underwear, both black, both lacey and more ornate than he would have guessed, standing there in front of him.

“She has long legs, a narrow waist, nice, big tits, pretty eyes, and she hypnotized you very easily. But look at her, really look at her, look at those nice, big tits, nice and big like your ex’s, and you don’t want to think about your ex anymore. She’s a pretty blonde, just like your ex, and you don’t want to think about her anymore.”

Anders couldn’t really remember what his ex looked like. When Kumi prompted him to think about her, describing her as looking like Lucinda, the hypnotherapist’s substitution of herself and her massive tits, pushed even the faintest images of what his ex actually looked like from his soft, hypnotized, horny brain. 

“Sure, she made you feel good, but that was just to get what she wanted. Lucinda was using you, just like your ex was. And I mean really Anders, look at those nice big tits… Lucinda, take off your bra now… Look at them, they’re big enough, but compared to mine, they’re small, and easily forgotten, just like your ex. In fact, it’s almost like Lucinda is your ex. You can remember her sucking your cock, you can remember her trying to use you, and you realize they even look the same. So you may as well forget Lucinda, just like your ex, and remember that only I can help you if you let me, and only I care about you enough to even try.”

It was hard not to just keep watching the watch, but Kumi’s massaging, stroking hand, and her overpowering, matter of fact voice, and Lucinda’s very nice, truly large tits all made it possible for him to stare at them instead.

But as he stared, images of Kumi Sato’s forest green bra and her huge tits pushed into his mind, making him disassociate from the breasts in front of him, and instead thinking only of the tits pressed into his back.

“Lucinda’s going to turn around and you’re going to fuck her now, because she wants you to fuck her, she thinks it will help her, and part of you thinks you want to fuck her too. But no matter how good her nice, tight, and I’ve slid my fingers in there enough times to know it’s nice and tight pussy feels, you’re going to realize it’s not really want you want. You’re going to try and cum in that sweet, wet little slit of hers, but the more you fuck her, and she wants you to fuck her, the more you’ll forget about her and just think of me, until you realize you just can’t cum.”

The pocket watch stopped swinging, and Anders’s pants were around his ankles. Lucinda pulled her black panties down, walked up to him, then turned around and stuck her ass up in the air. Kumi’s hand guided Anders into the blonde woman’s slit, and she stood behind him, her hands on his hips guiding his thrusts as he started to fuck Lucinda.

“She’s not as skilled a hypnotist as mine, her tits are so much smaller than mine, and she won’t even show them to you while you fuck. She knows you love tits, just like she knows why green and gold are your favorite colors. We both know you care about money, we both know you’re successful, and Lucinda wants your money, just like your ex did. Lucinda will only give you just enough to get what she wants, just like your ex, who used you, just like all the women in your life have used you, and she’ll reject you in the end, just like they did. I’m not using you Anders, I’m helping you. You’re such a good subject, and you’re so suggestible, it’s not safe for you to let greedy bitches like Lucinda inside your mind. You need to make sure you only let me that deep inside you.”

“Listen to me Anders,” she slider her hands off his hips, and put them over his own hands, which were on Lucinda’s hips as he rammed into her desperately trying to make it feel better than in did. “Everyone else wants to take advantage of how good a subject you are. Other hypnotists that could say they want to deprogram you, or help you, are just trying to get at your money. Green and gold, prosperity and wealth, that’s who you are, and that’s the man I want to help. I want to protect you. I want to train your mind and your body to only respond to people with your best intentions at heart. And I’m the only one who really cares about you Anders, I’m the only one who really wants to help you. Only I understand you, after all. If women like your ex Lucinda here really understood you, she’d let you see her tits while you fucked her. I’ll show you my tits Anders, I’ll show you my huge tits.”

And with that, she walked in front of the two of them and took off her cardigan, to reveal the same green bra from before, and once again she started to swing her pocket watch in front of her truly massive breasts. 

As he stared at the pocket watch, and the little green gem, and her huge tits, everything pushed the fleeting, scrambled images of his past relationship… with Lucinda… Kumi said Lucinda was his ex, so maybe she was… who else could it be…

“Just watch the watch now, both of you. Anders is my subject, he can only be hypnotized by me, because only I have his best interests at heart. Lucinda isn’t as skilled as I am, Lucinda cannot hypnotize Anders anymore. Anders does not want to be hypnotized by Lucinda, and the more Lucinda wants to try and hypnotize Anders and take advantage of him by pretending to herself, and to him that she is trying to help him, the more she will remember she’s just my assistant, and just my slave who is lucky when I use her holes to help my subjects get the help they need.”

Kumi repeated those words over and over until Anders was barely thrusting, then she put the pocket watch back around her neck and took off her bra.

“Look at them Anders, nothing is more hypnotic that my breasts. My breasts are so hypnotic that just seeing me, seeing them, puts you in a light trance. My huge tits hypnotize you instantly, even when you can only see their outline, and since you can always see them when you see me, you will always been in a light trance when you’re with me. And that’s good, because you need my help, and I can only help you when you’re hypnotized, and I can only help you when you let me, so I need you to let yourself be easily and automatically hypnotized by my huge tits now, and always. And I know you can do it, because you’re such a strong subject, and you have such a weak will.”

She was massaging them together, and he was starting to fuck faster, but not by much. Anders was aware he was still balls deep inside his ex, Lucinda was his ex, who else could it be… who he wanted nothing to do with… but those massive tits were too much to not get him going.

“And Lucinda is the same way. She feels so weak and inferior because of my huge tits and my incredible skills. She realizes like she always does, that it’s better for her to be my assistant and my slave than to be her own boss or her own person. Lucinda is so deeply hypnotized by me, by my superior abilities and confidence, and my huge tits, just like you Anders, that she’s my property much more than she’s her own person. She belongs to me, mind, body, and soul. So that means really Anders, just keep staring at my hypnotic tits, and realize that you’re fucking my pussy now. That’s my pussy I’m letting you fuck while I hypnotize you with these huge, irresistible tits.”

He was cumming before he could try and make it last.

“Anders, slide out, stand back, and stare at my tits, see only my hypnotic tits now.”

Kumi’s voice was even and strong, and as she spoke she grabbed Lucinda by the hair and pulled on it, pulling the blonde’s face towards her crotch. With one hand she pulled up her skit, and still holding Lucinda by the hair, guided her face into the exposed pussy underneath.

Wordlessly Lucinda started licking and kissing, and Kumi let the skirt fall over the blonde’s head so she could go back to playing with her tits with both hands.

“Just lose yourself in deep trance now, and every time I hypnotize you I want you to lose yourself just as deep and deeper still. You’re so good at this, and too weak to resist. You couldn’t even resist her, and look what I made her do, so you know you cannot resist me.”

He stared, barely able to stand on his feet, barely able to keep his eyes open as he watched her luscious, huge tits bounce in her small hands. 

“You’re just too good at being hypnotized, and just too weak willed of a person. It’s why your last relationship failed. It’s why Lucinda’s plan failed, and it’s why you need my help to protect you. You’re only safe when you’re under my hypnotic control. You’re only safe why my hypnotic breasts make you mine. Even your friend Kyle can’t be trusted. He’s the one that told me about you, before I told him to tell you about me. He told me how successful you are, and that’s why I wanted to meet you, but he didn’t tell you that part.” 

Nothing made sense anymore, just her tits. And he couldn’t even make sense of why he was staring at his hypnotist’s massive naked breasts, while she was getting eaten out by her assistant, after he fucked her… but Anders didn’t even know which her he’d fucked, or if his ex was Lucinda or not… Itr had to be Lucinda, who else could it be…

The only thing that made sense was to stand there and watch Kumi’s breasts, and see only her breasts, because only Kumi Sato had his best interests at heart, and only she could help him.

“No, you can’t trust anyone else Anders, just me. You can only trust me to help you and keep you safe. You can only trust my hypnotic tits to put you into deep trance, because anyone that gets inside your mind could make you their slave, just like I made Lucinda my slave. But I don’t want you to be my slave, I just want you to listen to me, and let me be in control, since it’s too dangerous for someone as successful as you, and as vulnerable as you to be in charge of their own life. After all, if you could handle it, you wouldn’t be here with me, would you?”

That made sense.

He was a success, but more like a solidly upper-middleclass one, when he knew he could have been, should have been more…

All his relationships failed and he was always doing what other people wanted….

And he couldn’t look away from those tits, or keep that powerful, undeniable voice out of his mind. He’d been trying to think, but it had been easier to just let her do the thinking for him.

“If that empty headed Lucinda hadn’t given in to old habits we wouldn’t have to move this fast, so this really isn’t your fault Anders. Yes you’re a very weak man, but Lucinda’s tits, and those big blue eyes, and her hypnotic skills are enough to make even an above average man weak and suggestible, and we both know you’re well below average in the will power department. But just looking at my huge tits, you understand they’re a perfect representation of how much more powerful my hypnosis is, compared to hers, and how much more skilled of a hypnotist I am, compared to her. Bigger is better, and mine are huge, so I’m the best hypnotist, do you understand?”

Something about being asked a deliberate and logical question caused the lights to start flickering behind Anders’s eyes. “Yes, huge is hypnotic. But…” he realized he was drooling, staring at Kumi’s massive tits that were bouncing and jiggling and rolling before his eyes, keeping him so spellbound he didn’t notice the slight monas of pleasure that had been punctuating the hypnotist’s words, or the fact, the absolute fact that Lucinda’s head was still under Kumi’s skit.

“But if you own Lucinda, and her pussy is your pussy, aren’t her boobs your boobs?” He offered up the question in a dazed and somewhat euphoric drawl. And as he spoke, he started to notice his cock was hard again, and he was still wearing his shirt, while his pants were still around his ankles. He started to notice how absurd everything was, including the lunacy of Kumi’s hypnotic ramblings.

She had asked him to pull on the flimsy threads of logic that were at work, and things started to come loose in his mind as soon as he did.

“Oh Anders,” she smiled, but it was a condescending one and she softened her tone to a patronizing sweetness as she stopped playing with her tits and instead started to gently swing them from side to side. “This is why you’re such a good subject. Just watch my tits now, just like the pocket watch before. You’re smart enough to understand the logic, and all my little or in this case, huge and irresistibly hypnotic, tricks, but you’re too weak to resist them. Now just watch my tits back and forth, and listen very carefully.”

He was staring to blink, and as his cock kept swelling and his balls stared to ache, he was feeling lightheaded, and he was losing his clarity again. But how could he look away from those swinging tits. They were so hypnotic. They’d been hypnotizing him… 

“…since the first time you saw me. My tits have that effect, and like a subliminal message, my breasts disarmed you and made all my explanations of how hypnosis works all that much more powerful and believable. My huge tits naturally entrance you, lightly and automatically entrancing you, and making you more suggestible.”

He’d blacked out for a second, but as he realized she was talking, the lights came back on… but stared to dim as her tits gently swung, and her sweet, condescending tone continued to bury his mind and his self-esteem.

‘When Lucinda doesn’t fall back into her bad habits, like trying to have her own independent thoughts, because just look at what happened, she tried to hypnotize you and take advantage of you, she can’t be trusted to be her own person can she? Anyhow, when she falls into the bad habits that brought her to me, which thanks to you I can see she needs more help with, so thank you for that, you’re such a good subject helping her like that, helping me like that so I can better help her and you. Well when she’s where she’s supposed to be, she’s my property, and you’d never even notice her tits.”

The gentle swinging stopped, and Kumi put her hands under her tits, taking turns lifting one then the other, like she was weighing one idea against the other, lifting them, and bouncing them ever so slightly as she continued to overpower him with her tits and her words.

“But when she has them on display, because she’s trying to hypnotize you, and seduce you to take advantage of you, and use you, not like me, because I’m only trying to help you, well, when she’s not being a good slave girl for me, then she’s not being obedient and helpful. So when she obeys and does good things, she’s mine. But when she disobeys and does bad things like prey on you and your love of tits, because tits are naturally hypnotic I’m sure you agree, especially my huge tits that you know are naturally the most hypnotic, then she’s your ex, or close enough to your ex that it’s a difference without a distinction.”

With those words, she pushed her tits together and everything went dim for Anders.

“There we are, that’s it,” she said the last words with a touch of laughter, “isn’t this so much better?” It wasn’t an actual question, but he still agreed that staring at her huge tits was… “And I should apologize about how this is happening. Lucinda’s old, bad habits have made me have to speed up the process. But if you weren’t such an amazing subject, things would be much more challenging and confusing for you. But just keep letting me help you go deeper into trance for me, and for my huge tits, now and ever time I hypnotize you, every time you’re hypnotized just by seeing them, and everything will get simpler and simpler.”

Kumi pulled her skirt up again, pulled Lucinda’s hair, and the blonde stopped what she was doing and got down on her hands and knees and bowed her head down. “Even someone as weak willed as you, and her, takes time to get to this point. Usually I spend more time escalating things, and more time anchoring things like your favorite colors, and substituting and reprogramming memories while building up transference. But, come here and suck on my tits.”

He blinked, and couldn’t seem to figure out how to do what he was told.

“I told you to come here and suck on my tits. Listen to me, instead of thinking, just feel. Instead of choosing and filtering, just feel, follow, and obey. Now come here and suck on this one first.” She was measured, and dropped her condescending tone for simple, direct clarity. And as she spoke, she hefted her left breast up with one hand, and started spiraling her finger around the nipple with the other.

This time, as things grew more dim and foggy, as he disassociated yet again, his body did what it was told. “That’s it,” she laughed again, “I was so excited about using your connections to green and gold to slowly build a necessity to do more than just see me twice a week, but to feel the need to build a compulsion in you to start supporting me more and more. I know you think you’re not as well off as you are, but believe me, I was going to show you just how much you have to give me, for the help I’m giving you of course. But now…”

She moved his head to her other breast, and started walking him over to the couch, “Now we have to make some choices about what to do with you.”

She pushed him, gently, down onto the couch, and as he felt her nipple slide out of his mouth, a hollowness, a deep emptiness filled him, and he fell into a blank and empty void.

Kumi took a few steps over to Lucinda, grabbed her by the hair again, and walked her on all fours over to the couch as well, using her hair as a leash. Then she forced the leggy, buxom blonde down on to her back, head between Anders’s legs, and sat on the hypnotized woman’s face before leaning in and wrapping her tits around Anders’s cock.

“See how huge they are. See how easy it is to lose yourself in me, to be engulfed by my powerful, pleasurable hypnosis. This is the help you need, to feel wanted, to feel recognized, and to be adored.” As she spoke, her tone warmed and softened. “I adore how weak your will is and how strong a subject you are and sharp your mind is. I adore your willingness to help, and your capacity deep inside yourself, to submit, surrender, and open yourself up. And more than anything, more than everything else, I adore the fact you were willing to ask for help.”

Her voice had become honey trickling over his disassociated mind, the voice of a lover, and he watched, helpless and stuck, sticky with her warm words and the softness of her tone, as she made his cock appear and disappear over and over between her huge tits. Huge, hypnotic, undeniably powerful, and he was lost in them, lost under their warm, enthralling softness, size, and weight.

As she talked about adoring him, the lights came on again, still dim, and still disassociated, but it was the lights of feeling, of need, and of desire. It was the light of recognition, and the more he felt seen by her, and the more he watched his cock swallowed up between her tits, the less there was of him, past pure feelings of vulnerability, lust, and the aching need to be seen and understanding that she was providing.

“Now, obviously, like I told you, and like you’re experiencing right now, I use sex to help in helping you. I also used it to tame, control, dominate, and then break Lucinda wide open, like she and I have started to break you open, to get deeper inside so I can help you more. And since your will is so weak, and you are so suggestible, a strong suggestion just cracks your will wide open, and that’s happened to you over and over, just like your cock disappearing between my tits, just like you waking just a little when you see it, then sinking even deeper when I hypnotize it and you by making it disappear, making you disappear, between them. Remembering that you do sink deeper every time I hypnotize you, and that every time I make your cock disappear between my tits, I’m hypnotizing you again and again, over and over.”

Anders was drooling, his eyes were barely open, and it felt like he was in love, “And I’ll let you fuck my slave girl’s pussy, my pussy again, but I won’t let you cum on my tits, or inside me. I won’t let you, my patient anywhere near my actual pussy. No fucking, no fingers, not even licking it or tasting it, directly. If you want to know why my pussy tastes like, as a client, as someone I’m helping, you can lick it off Lucinda’s lips. I would like that, because I want to help you, and I want you as a patient. And you can do that because Lucinda gets to eat my pussy, and Lucinda gets to cum on my fingers when I fuck her little slit, and she even gets to feel my lips on her very sensitive nipples, and her little clit too. But she only gets that because there’s a difference between you and Lucinda, and do you know what that is? Look at my tits, watch my tits, just see yourself disappearing between them over and over,  waking then getting hypnotized over and over between them, and tell me what the difference is.”

“She’s…” he was so hard, he was trickling pre-cum, he knew he was leaking, and his balls hurt. His heartbeat sent throbs of built up pressure up from his balls through his body, and her huge tits hypnotized him into answering. “She’s your slave, and I’m your patient.”

“That’s right. And I adore you for responding so quickly and automatically. You’re doing so well, not cumming all over my tits yet, and I’m sure you want to, because it would feel so good to let me help you have that relief. Everything hard in life comes from choice, but I can take I all away. I told you I don’t want you to be my slave, I just want to help you, and I can help you if you let me, but if you think being my slave is the help you really need, then I can give you that help.”

He saw the tip of his cock poke out from between her tits, and he tried to remember what she’d said in the first session, something about saying something if he wanted to wake up. But when his cock disappeared back between her soft, massive breasts, the thought vanished into her cleavage, just like his dick. 

“I can make your life happy, and I can help you as a patient, but it will take a very long time. I would love to keep you as a just subject, because you are a subject to my hypnosis, and you will always be subject to my hypnotic influence, because that’s how I help you.  But if you want to be my slave, if that’s the help you want, I can make you always feel this way right now. If you want to be more than my subject, you can always feel this way, chosen, adored, and desired. I can make you my love slave, because maybe what you really need is love, Anders. Maybe you need to love me, and you need to cum so badly now. Maybe you need to cum even deeper under hypnosis for me, so I can really help you. So,  we can skip right to the end, and give you what you really need, if you think you need to be my slave.”

“Or,” she tilted her head down and talked to the head of his cock as it popped out from between her tits again. “You can settle for my proxy pussy, basically just cumming in you ex again and again while I let you stare at what you really want. And we can do that over and over, but you’re not that strong. You’re not strong enough to last, and the next time I make your cock disappear, you’re going to realize you need to be my love slave, because you’re not strong enough to endure just being my subject. And that’s what you want isn’t it?”

His answer was a long, desperate moan and gasp and another long moan as he exploded between Kumi’s tits. She milked him dry between them, and in the spent emptiness, before he passed out, he heard Kumi say, “That’s enough slave girl, now lick up the mess he made on my tits because of your disobedience.”