hypnotic sex slave ch. 5

"Mr. Lawrence, there are two women waiting for you in the waiting room. I thought there were only supposed to be one at a time?" That was my assistant Arlene who was very protective of me. I also thought I was only supposed to see one women at a time. My appointment book said Sybil Greene. I decided that two might be interesting.

"Bring them both in, Arlene."

When they walked in the door, I was captivated. These were two of the loveliest women I had ever seen. We had some lovely young women but nothing to compare to these two.

"Hello, I am Mike Lawrence. Would you please introduce yourselves?"

"I am Sybil Greene, Mr. Lawrence and this is my friend Cheryl Smoot." Sybil's voice was very melodious while being somewhat lower pitched. When she spoke she looked directly into my eyes. There was a touch of humor in her voice and eyes.

Cheryl looked at me. "Hello, Mr. Lawrence, good to meet you." That's all she said. Her voice was deep and husky. She also had a look of slight humor behind her eyes. She was very tall, about six feet and slender. She could have stepped right out of Vogue.

"I thought I was only going to meet with Sybil, to what do I owe the pleasure of having two lovely young women in my office?" They both laughed.

"I answered your ad on a dare. I brought Cheryl along to give me courage. Should we just leave?"

No way did I want them to leave. How could I turn these luscious females into sex slaves? I decided the first thing I had to do was gain their confidence. "No, I certainly don't want you to leave. I have blocked this time so we should at least complete the interview. Why did the person dare you to come here?"

"I was talking to the president of this fraternity who happens to be Cheryl's second cousin. I showed him the ad and told him I didn't believe in hypnosis." With that statement Sybil started to blush. The pink went very well with her blonde hair. I was wondering whether she was a natural blonde. Would I find out? "Bradley said he dared me to go and be a hypnosis subject. He said I could never do anything a man told me." She blushed again.

"Is that true? Could you never do anything a man told you to do?"

"Bradley thinks so. I certainly wouldn't do what he would tell me to do." She said that with petulance in her voice.

"But, he dared you to answer the ad and you did?"

She was still blushing. "I didn't think of that. He didn't think I would do it, so this is different."

I thought to myself that she was straining the logic, but who was I to complain. "Why don't you believe in hypnosis?"

"It doesn't seem possible for one person to be able to control the mind of another person without drugs? Also, I wouldn't want someone controlling me"

"My experiments are designed to take such thinking into consideration. Will you at least keep an open mind while we explore what we will do? How about you, Cheryl, since you are here will you participate in the discussion. I will pay both of you $25.00 per hour for your time participating in the experiment?"

Cheryl seemed surprised to be included. She was wearing tight jeans and a sweater. She didn't have any spare flesh. Her breasts were small and appeared very firm. It seemed like she was not wearing and didn't need a bra. She tilted her head to the left as she answered. In her deep sultry voice. "If you want me to participate, I will."

This young woman was not one to waste words.

"What do you think about hypnosis? "

"I think its real. That's one of the reasons I came along. I am always tense and I thought it might help if I get hypnotized. "

This was my break. I was fairly sure that a motivated Cheryl would be a good subject which would convince Sybil that it worked. Manny times I had used that technique to hypnotize an unwilling participant. A form of peer pressure.

"Girls, I will call you girls, because I am old enough to be your grand father." That to advance my gaining their confidence. "Is that all right?" They both giggled and nodded yes.

"All right, girls, you do know that the subject of the investigation is sex?" Again they both nodded yes. This time they were not giggling.

"How old are you girls?"

"Nineteen." They answered in unison. All that beauty in such young packages.

"What we will do now is what I call light hypnosis, to explore your ability to be good subjects. Sybil are you willing to do this?" She looked over at Cheryl. Cheryl seemed to be trying to get Sybil to go along. Sybil looked very unsure.

"I don't know, Mr. Lawrence. I really shouldn't do this. It would just be wasting your time."

"Sybil, let me be the judge of that. I am sure you will enjoy the experience. (I knew I would)."

"Mr. Lawrence are you sure that I will not inconvenience you?"

"I am sure."

"Will it cause me any problems? If I can be hypnotized does it mean I have a weak mind?"

"On the contrary, weak minded people make poor subjects. The stronger the mind, the better the subject. I have allowed the time for you and I hate to waste time. "

"You won't be disappointed if I don't get hypnotized?"

"No, I will not be disappointed?" I lied on that one.

"All right, I will do it. Just don't be disappointed."

"Cheryl you have already indicated an interest so I won't have to ask you?" She nodded.

"I have a release that you both must sign. It says that you agree that you may be hypnotized and that you understand that the subject of the research is sex. It further says that you are not depressed or know of any way that you are mentally impaired. Do you both agree?" They nodded their heads. I handed them the releases.

"You should read them." Sybil started to read her's and Cheryl just glanced at the release and signed it. It took Sybil five minutes to read it. "What does this mean where it says that I will not hold you responsible for any personality changes that I may attribute to the experience?"

"I don't know you and what your personality is like. You could leave here and decide that you have developed a personality flaw and it is my fault. I want you to understand you can't do that."

"Will I develop personality flaws because of my experience here?"

She was beginning to believe in the process. Everything I did was designed to make the subjects into believers. "I thought you said you didn't believe in hypnosis?"

"I don't, but you never know." That was the truth. "Can I wait to see what happens with Cheryl?"

"Sure, we'll start with Cheryl. Cheryl come stand in front of me?" I wanted to hypnotize her quickly and dramatically to leave an impression on Sybil. Sybil was watching very closely. I spoke very firmly and authoritatively.

"Make your body stiff. Very stiff." I put my hands on her shoulders and tipped her backwards. When I tell you your body will go limp and you will be in a deep trance. Now!" Her body went limp and I swooped her into my arms. She was completely limp. I carried her to my couch and laid her down.

Sybil was watching with wide eyes. She would not be so easy. I did not try to test the depth of trance on Cheryl. "Cheryl. When I count to three you will wake up feeling refreshed, relaxed and wonderful. When I tell you, you will go back into a deeper trance. One, two, three." Cheryl opened her eyes and smiled and stretched.

"Sybil it is your turn. Did you sign the release?"

"Cheryl, how do you feel?" Sybil looked anxiously at Cheryl as she spoke.

"Oh, Sybil I feel terrific. I have never felt so relaxed. You should do it!"

"Oh, all right, I'll do it." She took the release and signed it.

Sybil was looking like a doe caught in the headlights. Her eyes were wide and lips were quivering. I could easily lose her with the slightest misstep. "Sybil, put your head back and close your eyes. Picture yourself floating. You are floating in the clouds. Take a deep breath. Deeper, hold it! You can feel yourself falling through the clouds. Can you feel yourself floating down?"

I held my breath. This was a first test. She nodded her head yes. Not a terrific response but substantially better than nothing or worse no. "I am going to count slowly. With each number I want you to take a very deep breath and hold it. You will exhale when I tell you. With each breath your trance will get deeper." I wanted to increase her carbon dioxide and decease her oxygen. That would ad to her disorientation and make her more susceptible. It appeared to be working. I waited several seconds between each breath. She continued to follow instructions. I kept it up for almost ten minutes. While I was attempting to get control of Sybil, I turned to Cheryl. "Cheryl, sleep!" She sighed and collapsed backwards like a sack of flour.

When I was satisfied that Sybil was truly in a trance I deepened her trance. "Now your body is rising, rising, your body is floating higher and higher. As you float higher your trance deepens. Your whole body is limp and you cannot move. As much as you try you cannot move."

I thought I saw a slight attempt to try and move. Now for the big test. "I am going to wake you. You will not remember being hypnotized. You will only remember coming into my office. You will not remember Cheryl being hypnotized. When you wake you will ask me if you could try this another time. You are not in the mood. When ever I hold your left hand with my left hand you will go into an even deeper trance."

I left her there and went to Cheryl. I whispered in her ear. "You are feeling terrific. Your whole body is relaxed, you are more relaxed then you can ever remember. Do you feel good?" She nodded her head enthusiastically. I was convinced she was a terrific subject. I told her that Sybil would want to meet again later and she would go along. I then gave her the instruction about not remembering.

"When you wake up you will tell me how warm you are and pull your sweater off. When ever I grasp your left hand with my right hand you will go into an even deeper trance." Now if I just didn't get my hands mixed up. I wanted to make sure I could put both women out at the same time.

"Cheryl one two three, wake up." She opened he eyes, stretched and smiled. She then pulled her sweater over her head. I was right, no bra. Her breasts were firm and stood up. Cheryl seemed very comfortable with me looking at her breasts. I told her it was getting cooler in the office and she should put her sweater back on.

Now the final test. "Sybil, when I count to three you will waken. One, two three." Sybil opened her eyes and looked around.

"You know, Mr. Lawrence, I am not in the mood. Could we do this another time."

I took Sybil's left hand with my left hand. I want you to come to my home next Thursday at six o'clock for dinner I will give you a map. Do you agree?" She nodded. I took Cheryl's left hand with my right hand "You will come with her?" She also nodded her agreement. I gave them a printed form with my address. Now I had to condition my wife, Sally.

That evening Sally greeted me with a wonderful salmon dinner. Over dinner we were discussing our day. "Mike, I had the most interesting day. The University has this program to help seniors find jobs. I spent all day interviewing seniors about their job skills. I was really surprised at how much the seniors know." I could tell Sally was getting wound up. When ever she comes home from a day working on a project it takes her hours to unwind, unless I unwind her.

I waited until she paused in her story and walked behind her. "Sally, get up and give me a kiss."

"Oh, Mike." She stood up and turned to me. I turned her around and put my arm around her, just under her breasts. "Sally, sleep." She slumped in my arms with her head falling forward. I loved holding her this way, with her breasts in my hands and her head falling forward. Total control. I carried her to the den and put her in a large chair.

"Sally, tomorrow two young women who are involved with my research will be coming to the house. You will accept whatever they do without question. You will be pleased they are in our house and you will provide dinner for the group. When I count to three I want you to strip naked and then wake up." I counted to three and she took all of her clothes off and woke up.

She looked around. She was now naked. "Mike, you did it to me again!" She put her arms around me as I kissed her and fondled her. "Sally, give me a blow job, but stop before I cum."

She did and we had a nice night of lovemaking.

Thursday night at six o'clock we were home early. When the doorbell rang, I went to the door. Not what I expected. Standing there were three people. Sybil, Cheryl and a strapping young man.

He was six -two, two hundred twenty pounds of muscle. He had a face like Lance Armstrong.

Sybil spoke first. "We told Bradley about our meeting here and he insisted on coming along. He said he wanted to see me hypnotized."

"Hello, Mike, I'm Bradley." He stuck out his large hand. I was two inches taller than him but about forty pounds lighter. I shook his hand as he continued talking. "I have always been interested in hypnosis, I just couldn't pass up an opportunity to see it up close. I still don't think you can hypnotize Sybil, my cousin, I'm not sure."

"Bradley, you can come in but you will have to participate."

"I'd like to try."

"Well, come in all and we will have dinner. I just hope Sally has enough food." She did. We talked about hypnosis while Sally and our housekeeper served the food and cleared dishes. I noticed a tension that I did not notice in my office between the women. Bradley was oblivious. He enjoyed the dinner and contributed to the conversation.

Bradley was a psych major. He had studied hypnosis the last quarter. He had been hypnotized and didn't think it was a big deal. He remembered everything. All he did was tie his shoes and untie them and wake up and turn the lights off in the lab. I wasn't so sure. Professors usually want their subjects to remember everything. Bradley was describing some post hypnotic suggestions that he carried out. I suspected that he could be controlled and would be somnambulistic. That is he would not remember what happened while hypnotized.

"Why don't we all go into the den while Anna cleans the kitchen. Sally, you join us too, okay?"

"Sure, Mike."

I intended to put on a show hypnotizing Sally. "Sally, I want to hypnotize you first."

"Yes, Mike." I knew that she was now hypnotized. The others wouldn't realize that.

"Sally, let your whole body relax." Sally was standing next to me when I said that. Her body started to melt. Her knees buckled and her head fell forward. I lifted her up before she collapsed on the floor. I put her in a large chair. Sally was wearing a cotton dress that fit comfortably on her slender figure. Her breasts and hips were ample for her size. I found her physical attributes very satisfying.

"Sally, can you hear me?"

"Yes, Mike." Her voice sounded like she was far away.

"How do you feel?"

"Wonderful." That was said in a dreamy voice.

The three young adults were watching with fascination. "Cheryl, now it's your turn. Put your head back." She did as she was told and I could tell that she was already under.

"Let your whole body relax. Make your body totally relaxed. Think happy thoughts and as you do your trance will get deeper. As your trance gets deeper your left arm will rise. When your arm is straight up you will be in a very deep trance." This was an old show trick that I was using to impress Bradley. Her arm started to rise as I continued to talk.

"Your trance is getting deeper and deeper. You are very happy." Her arm was now straight up.

"Sybil, it's your turn."

"Mr. Lawrence, do Bradley first." She looked scared.

"Bradley, is that all right with you?"

"I really wanted to see you hypnotize Sybil, can you do her first?"

I was beginning to see problems with Sybil and I didn't want Bradley to be bothered if Sybil was a problem. "Bradley, I tell you what. Let me test you and then I will wake you and you can watch me hypnotize Sybil." Sybil was looking concerned.

"Okay, Mike, I'll go along with that."

"Bradley stand in front of me. Make your body stiff. Very stiff." Bradley was very strong and he made his body very stiff. I tilted him backwards by his shoulders, using his heels as the fulcrum. I was taking a slight risk that he would lose confidence and wake himself up. I didn't think that was his style. He was a real "macho man."

"As I tilt you can feel your self going into a trance. Your head is completely clear. The only thing you are thinking about is my voice. My voice and your body." I had him at a thirty degree angle to the floor. It would now be safe to let him collapse.

"Bradley, let your whole body go limp! Now!" In a VERY commanding tone. He collapsed completely. I held his shoulders tightly and I slowly lowered him so his butt hit the floor. His head was hanging down between my arms. He was dead weight. I lowered his shoulders allowing his head to contact the floor slowly. It was a wooden floor so his head slid backwards as I lowered his shoulders. Soon he was laid out on the floor.

Sybil was now looking terrified.

"Bradley how do you feel?"

"Excellent."

I want you to lay there and go into an even deeper trance, okay?"

"Yes."

"That means you will not see Sybil hypnotized. That is okay, yes?"

"Yes." He was in a deep trance, going even deeper. He clearly didn't feel like moving."

I looked at Sybil. She shrank back into the chair she was sitting in. This beautiful young women looked very frightened. "Sybil, what's wrong?"

"I don't want to do this. Please, I don't want to do this." She was almost crying.

"Sybil, it will make you feel good, very good." I was speaking very soothingly.

"No, please no!" She said that as I approached her. I reached for her left hand with my left hand. She shrank further back into the chair. As I started to touch her left hand she jumped up and stumbled toward the locked den door. I walked quickly to her and grabbed her left hand from the back. As I touched her hand she collapsed in a heap in front of me. I picked her up and carried her to the couch. I laid her comfortably on the couch.

I was sure that she was in a very deep trance. There was some real tension going on in her mind. "Sybil, why did you resist like that?"

"I was afraid to be controlled. I am afraid of my feelings. I didn't want anyone to control me.

"You know that you are under my control, now, correct?"

"Yes, and I like it. That is what I was afraid of."

"Why were you afraid of giving up control?"

"I have these erotic fantasies that scare me. Sex scares me. I know part of me wanted to do this and my awake self was terrified. I especially didn't want to give up my control around Bradley."

"Why? Why especially around Bradley?"

"I am terribly attracted to Bradley. That's why I asked him to come along. I was sure that would queer the deal and you would not hypnotize me. I didn't expect Bradley to agree to go along with the program, I didn't expect Cheryl to either." I was doing what I call talking to the back of Sybil's brain. Her unconscious. The thoughts she was sharing with me she would never think of in a waking state. They were her unconscious motivations. I had done that many times. It gives me insight in how to proceed with my subjects.

"Sybil, lay there and let yourself fall into a trance deeper than ever before."

"Cheryl, what are you thinking about?"

"Making love with Bradley." Oh terrific. Cheryl's happy thoughts had infused her face with a pleasant glow. I suspected that her thoughts were erotic.

"Why Bradley?"

"I love him."

"Have you ever made love with Bradley?"

"No, I have just thought about it."

"Have you ever seen a naked man?"

"Yes, I have seen my brother naked."

"When was that?"

"Last year. I walked into his room without knocking and he was in his room. I didn't expect him to be there. He was naked."

"What was he doing?"

"He had his penis in his hand and he was moving his hand up and down."

"What did he do when you walked in?"

"He looked at me and said, 'Sis, I'm glad you are here.' He then grabbed me from behind my head and pulled my face up to his penis. He said, 'suck it.'"

"What did you do?"

"I felt bad about walking in his room and he scared me. I opened my mouth and he pushed his penis into my mouth. He then pushed my head back and forth on his penis."

"Did he ejaculate?"

"Did he cum? Yes he did. I choked a little and swallowed it."

"What did you do next?"

"I ran out of the room into my room. I locked my door. I was feeling aroused and didn't want Greg to know it."

"Had you ever been with a naked man before that?"

"No. I thought about it a lot, but I never did it."

"Did you ever do anything with Greg again?"

"No. He told me I shouldn't have come into his room and we should never tell anyone what happened."

"Have you ever told anyone what happened?"

"No."

"Have you ever seen any other naked men?"

"Only my father when I was much younger."

"What happened?"

"Mom used to work nights and Dad worked days. When I was ten years old. He used to come into the room at night to check on me. He thought I was asleep, I wasn't. He would sleep naked.. I would sneak a look. I never said anything." "Cheryl during the entire time you are in this house you will be under my complete control. Do you understand?"

"Yes."

"Do you see Bradley in the room?"

She opened her eyes and looked around. "Yes."

"Go over to him and take his penis out of his pants and do to him what you did to your brother. Will you enjoy that?"

"Oh Yes."

Bradley was laying on the floor in a deep trance. She undid his belt and pulled his pants off. He wasn't wearing briefs. He was hung like a horse. His penis was already semi erect.

"Bradley, Cheryl is going to suck your penis." His penis immediately stood straight up and then flopped down on his stomach. Cheryl took it in her hand and put it in her mouth. She sucked it like a lolly pop.

"Bradley, do you like that?"

"Oh my god, yes. Is this a dream?"

"Sort of."

"Bradley don't come until I tell you."

"Cheryl, stop for a moment." She looked disappointed, but she stopped. "Cheryl strip naked."

She immediately took off all of her clothes. I felt her vagina. It was very wet.

"Okay, Cheryl, you can finish now."

"Bradley, you can cum."

As soon as she put him in her mouth he erupted. She swallowed it all. She sat up and looked at me. "What do I do now?" She said in her sultry voice. I found her voice an incredible turn on. Her body wasn't a disappointment either. What does she do now? I wasn't sure.

"Sleep." She collapsed in a heap. I turned to Sally. I knew that Sally fantasized about young athletes. She wouldn't knowingly do anything about it. Sally also enjoyed looking at nubile young women and she definitely wouldn't do anything about that knowingly.

I looked back at Bradley. "Bradley get your penis hard again." The wonders of youth and virility. His penis promptly became erect. I turned back to Sally.

"Sally what did you think of Bradley?"

"He was quite a hunk."

"Is he the kind of young man you would like to try out?"

"Yes, that would be interesting."

"Sally, take your clothes off." She promptly undressed. "Go over to Bradley and put his penis into your vagina."

She went over to him and sat on his chest. She reached down and took his large penis and rose up and slowly sat on it. Pushing it slowly into her. I knew from experience it would be tight, but it would fit. Finally she was sitting on his crotch with his penis up inside of her. I could tell her vagina was contracting around it.

"How does that feel?"

"Full. I like yours better."

"Do you want to finish him?"

I knew that she would be horrified if she ever remembered this. This was a good way to satisfy a fantasy. "I guess so."

"Okay, ride him until he cums." She started to pump him up and down. He just lay there. He couldn't move unless I let him. Bradley's breathing increased and his face got flushed. Sally was getting close. "Sally, scream out when you cum. Bradley you can cum when Sally does."

In a few minutes Sally started to scream. Bradley grunted. Soon Sally got off Bradley's now deflated penis. All of this action was arousing me a lot. "Sally sleep." She collapsed on top of Bradley.

I went to Sybil. "Sybil you are very attractive. I am going o make you my sex slave. You will be under my complete control. Nothing you do sexually will be your responsibility. You will only do what I instruct you. Is that clear?"

"Yes, Mr. Lawrence."

"From now on when you are in a trance you will call me Master. When ever I take your left hand with my left hand you will go into a deep trance. You will not change how you look. Only you and I will know you are in a trance. Clear?"

"Yes, Master."

"Do you want to remember what happens?"

"Yes, Master."

"If at any time the knowledge bothers you, you will call me and I will erase the memory. Is that clear?"

"Yes Master."

"Sybil you may remember everything that happens while you are in a trance, but you will never tell anyone. Do you understand?"

"Yes Master."

"In fact if you try to tell anyone you will forget everything that happened while you were in a trance, understand?"

"Yes, Master."

"Sybil, strip naked."

She took all her clothes off.

Sybil without her clothes was a vision. Her body looked just like the old Marilyn Monroe calender. It was as close to perfect as I could wish for. Now it was under my control!

"Sybil, are you aroused?"

"Yes, Master."

"Sybil you will not orgasm until tell you. Do you understand?"

"Yes, Master."

"Sybil, you like being controlled, don't you?"

"Yes, Master." Her body language reinforced her answer. Everything about the way she was acting signaled arousal and contentment. I had taken away the indecision that had been bred into her and was conflicting her - mind versus body.

"Sybil what do you want to do first?"

"Suck your cock, Master."

"Come here and do it." I opened my pants and made my penis available to her. I had been preoccupied gaining mind control and was not erect. She remedied that in a hurry. She wasn't experienced but she had natural talent. She took my whole penis into her mouth and throat. Wet, warm and wonderful. As she sucked her throat contracted around my penis. The stimulation was almost more than I could stand.

"Sybil I want to cum inside of your body, not your mouth. I want to feel your body on mine. Take the missionary position" It seemed that she was almost reluctant to stop sucking my penis. She slowly pulled away and lay on her back with her legs raised at the knees. She was a natural blonde. I took the position and slowly pushed into her. I was afraid she might have a hymen. Fortunately I encountered no resistance other than it was excruciatingly tight. I pushed all the way in until our pubic hair was interlocked. Then I slowly pulled back and forth. I could feel her vagina tightening, even more, on my penis.

Thank goodness there was voluminous natural lubrication.

Sybil was clenching her facial muscles even as I was trying not to erupt. Finally, I could hold it no longer. "Sybil, you can Orgasm."

She did with a scream and so did I.

We laid there for a few minutes. I completely forgot about the others in the room. Cheryl was still in a heap and Bradley and Sally were still intertwined. Cheryl hadn't had an orgasm yet. I looked at her.

Looking at a naked fashion model in a heap is almost obscene. Her legs and arms were all in different directions and her body was on top of her left lower leg. Her feet were pedicured and her hands were manicured. Both were perfection. I walked over to her and grabbed her ankles and pulled her straight. I laid her down on her back with her legs spread and her arms trailing behind her.

I felt her vagina. It was sopping wet. Clearly she was ready. I wasn't. I was sure Bradley would be up for a third go. (No pun intended).

"Bradley, stay in a deep trance and come over here." He opened his eyes pulled out from under Sally and walked over to me.

:Bradley, when ever I tell you to sleep you will go completely limp and go into a deep trance. When ever I say terrific to you, you will go into a deep trance but only you and I will know it. Do you understand?"

"Yes."

"When ever you are in a trance you will call me Master when addressing me, is that clear?"

"Yes, Master."

"Bradley, I want you to make love with Cheryl."

"Yes, Master." I intentionally asked him to make love rather than just fuck or other similar word because I wanted to see if he could.

His tool was already erect after my instruction. It looked like a flagpole sticking in front of him.

"Cheryl, Bradley is going to make love with you. You will orgasm when he cums. I want you to remain in a trance and open your eyes."

Bradley went to her and kissed her. He then started kissing her breasts. The nipples stood at attention from Bradley's ministrations. I was wondering how long a college student would delay his own satisfaction. Not very long! Soon he pulled her legs up and placed them on his shoulders. He then pushed into her and quickly pumped. Very shortly he started to make noises. Cheryl then screamed and hugged Bradley.

I told them to get dressed after they washed up in my dressing room. They gathered their clothes and went to the dressing room.

"Sally, go into our bedroom and take a shower. Get into bed and wait for me."

Sybil was standing behind me hugging me from the rear. "Are you feeling jealousy?"

"No, not now, Master. I don't feel competitive now. He doesn't seem important."

"Sybil, when you wake up he won't feel important."

"Sybil, I will count to three and you will not be in a trance. One, two, three."

Sybil blinked a couple of times but besides that nothing changed.

"How do you feel Sybil?"

"Strange ... Master."

"Sybil you are not in a trance."

"I know that. I just want you to me my master." She started to get teary.

"Sybil this won't work."

"I know that. I don't think its good that I remember everything. Make me forget." I took her left hand. "Sybil you will wake up feeling very good and you will not feel stressed. You will feel satisfied and content. You will evaluate all of your future lovers based on their ability to meet all of your needs, emotional and physical. You will not think about me unless I direct you to do so. You will not compare any man to me. Wake up at the count of three. One, two, three."

Sybil blinked and giggled. "I feel great. Were we helpful?"

"Yes Sybil you were very helpful."