the teacher

A teacher places an ad in the paper for a lady that will hypnotize him and control his life.
He had always fantasised about being hypnotised by a beautiful lady, and at last he plucked up the courage to put an advert in the local paper. He called the free phone number. He found himself talking to a recording...

“Please state your message for the newspaper in fewer than 12 words?”

“Male wants to be hypnotised by confident, caring, talkative female.”

“Thank you. To help anyone replying to your advert please tell us about yourself, your age, job, appearance and anything else which may be of interest?”

He duly parted with such details.

“Thank you. Now please tell us about the sort of person you are wanting to meet?”

“Well I’d love to be hypnotised by a lady. Someone who is strong willed and knows what she wants and knows how to get it, but who also would not take advantage of me. Someone who is used to giving instructions. Someone who likes to be in charge. Someone who loves to wear the trousers. Preferably very tight trousers!”

“What would be your ideal holiday with your partner?”

“Well this question is a bit irrelevant, as you are going to hypnotise me and tell me what holidays I am going on. But what about a nice beach holiday, so you can hypnotise me as I lie on the beach under the hot sun, or a walking holiday, and I can follow you carrying all your equipment?”

“What sorts of films and TV programmes do you like?”

“Again you will hypnotise me and programme me to like whatever you like.”

“Thank you”

The voice then gave him a number to ring to check replies to his advert. This time it was not a free phone number. He waited for the advert to appear. Then he phoned each day afterwards to see if he had any answers. Eventually an answer came.

“I was interested in your advert. I think I might be exactly what you are looking for Ring me on……” Her voice was soft yet strong.

His heart jumped. He was intrigued about her. Her message had been short and sweet. But what was she like? What did she look like?

Not really bothering about such details, and dying to find out more he phoned her. He had a million questions inside his head but didn’t get around to asking any of them. She got in first..

“It appears we are both from the same city. Are you free Friday night?”

“Yes.”

“Good. Meet me at 8pm outside the City Hall. Wear blue jeans and carry a newspaper. Whatever you do, don’t be late. Understood?”

“Yes.”

“Good boy. I’ll meet you at 8 then.”

The conversation had been short and sweet again. Still he knew nothing about her. That didn’t stop him from looking forward to Friday night. He loved that voice, and her firm, masterful manner. Even though it cost him every time he played her message again, and even though it was so short, he played it again and again.

Friday night came eventually. Of course he was at the meeting place first and nervously looked about himself for her. He kept looking at the females and wondering if one of them was his date? He saw one or two which he hoped weren’t his date--and one or two he wouldn’t have minded if they were! Then a terrible thought went through his head. What if she had looked at him and decided not to continue? He could be stuck waiting for ages.

Eventually she did come. She had lovely big brown eyes that he could just melt into, with lovely dark hair and a figure he instantly adored. She was tall, and that combined with her high-heeled boots made it that her eyes were on about the same level as his own. Without even introducing herself, she just said, -

“Follow me.”

He obediently started following her. He noticed she was wearing really tight jeans and his eyes were glued to her lovely bum swaying back and forth as he followed her down the street. A thought crossed his mind. Wouldn’t it had been funny if he had not been her date, and she had just wandered up to someone else who just happened to be wearing blue jeans and carrying a newspaper.

“You can get rid of your newspaper now.” She commanded as they passed a litter-bin. He duly did as he was told again. She smiled. Doing her bidding was already becoming a habit for him. She led him up a staircase. As he followed her up, his eyes were now on the same level as her bum. She glanced over her shoulder. His eyes were still fixed on her bum. She smiled again. Another good sign. She led him into a quiet bar. There were few people in it.

“Buy me a diet coke and whatever you want. I will be sitting over there.” She pointed to the quietest corner. As he went to the bar, she sat down, with her back to a plain bit of wall. She didn’t want anything or anyone to distract him and she wanted to be able to look round the bar.

He arrived back with the drinks. He had bought a pint of beer for himself. She thanked him and took a drink. She spoke first again.

“So tell me what job you do then?”

She smiled again.

“No I’m a teacher,” he replied. “I teach English and Drama to 11 thru 16 year olds. Do you like Shakespeare? I love his plays!”

She grinned.

“Of course we do Shakespeare. I love Romeo and Juliet. How that poor man was so desperately in love with Juliet that he was prepared to commit suicide to be by her. I’d love a man to be so much in love with me!”

He thought that maybe she had found someone who would fall for her charms.

“And Macbeth of course! I love the way he starts the play as a loyal and brave subject and little by little Lady Macbeth turns him into a cowardly traitor who seizes the Scottish throne. I’d love to do that to a man. Not turn him into a cowardly traitor of course, but to mould him into exactly the man I wanted him to be.”

“And what would that be, exactly?”

“Someone with good manners, who would do as I told him. Someone who didn’t drink alcohol, smoke, gamble, or have any other bad habits. Someone who wanted to spend time with me, and not running away to watch or play sport. Someone who made me the most important person in their life.”

He smiled.

“That is quite a tall order. You will have to learn how to hypnotise I think.”

“Oh hypnotising is very easy. There are just a few steps to it. Firstly, you just have to get them breathing deeply like this.” She demonstrated by breathing in and out deeply. He unconsciously started copying her. “Secondly, you have to get them to concentrate on something. It can be almost anything really: a swinging pendant or looking into your eyes.” She was still looking into his eyes and she saw how she was still holding his gaze. “Then you just have to get them to relax and you say something like this to them. “Listen closely to my voice and do exactly what I tell you to. Feel relaxation washing over you making you feel sleepier and sleepier, making you relax more and more. Hear my hypnotic, bewitching words..... Here you will begin to find my words already begin to make your head spin...spin and penetrate your mind...hmmmmm...how delicious.... That’s right... You can already feel yourself beginning to slip into relaxation. You are slipping deeper and deeper for me, because this is what you choose to do. My words feel so smooth and slippery...like silver satin wrapping up your mind...cloaking your everyday thoughts...allowing yourself to sink D E E P E R and D E E P E R into a nice comfortable totally relaxed state.... Feeling my captivating, bewitching words wrap up your mind.....as you allow yourself to sink even D E E P E R... your mind being wrapped in a soft sensual slinky satin wrap... absorbing your thoughts as my soft silky words absorb so easily and so deeply into your mind...drifting....into a nice comfortable state....feeling my captivating words wrap up your mind...you slipping deeper and deeper for me. My words feel smooth and slippery like silver satin...wrapping up your mind....cloaking your everyday thoughts...Allowing yourself to sink D E E P E R and D E E P E R, your whole body feeling so totally relaxed....slipping D E E P E R and D E E P E R . My words wrapping you up like silver satin, caressing your mind, caressing your soul. Silver satin wrapping up your mind. As you feel the silvery, slippery sensation seducing your mind. It is wrapping you up like a big silken sheet of shimmering silver satin. It is seducing your senses as my soft, seductive hypnotic words seduce your eager mind. You are succumbing to my will, slipping deeper and deeper into hypnosis. Feeling my seductive sensual sexy words seducing your mind. Your whole being feeling so satisfied and seduced by my satin-like words. Yes, my satiny syllables mysteriously making you feel so sensual, so sexy and wanting... craving... and yearning for my wondrous words. As your eyes suddenly shut tight!”

She snapped her fingers and his eyes closed automatically.

“Now you are in a deep, deep sleep. You can still hear my voice inside your head. You have my number. You will phone me at 3pm tomorrow afternoon. You are falling madly in love with me. When I awake you, you will not realise that I have hypnotised you. You will plead with me to hypnotise you. Do you understand?”

He nodded.

She glanced down at his beer, still not drunk. Might as well start his training now she thought.

“Also when you awake, you will hate the taste of alcohol. You will not drink the beer in front of you, and you will never drink alcohol again. Do you understand?”

He nodded again.

“Good boy. OK next time I snap my fingers you will wake up and you will remember nothing of this trance, you understand?”

She snapped her fingers again. His eyes opened.

“Aren’t you going to hypnotise me then?”

She glanced at her watch.

“No time now. Sorry! Perhaps some other time.”

And that’s how it all started. Under her control he soon advanced his career. He became Head of English, then a Deputy Head, and then Head-teacher. They married, and had children. Their offspring are grown up now, but their parents are still together. I saw them in the city centre last week-end. He was carrying her shopping, following her around, eyes still glued to her bum as she led him into the same bar. His eyes still fixed on hers as they sat in the same place again, as she excitedly reminded him of their first date.

The End.