Hypnotising Hayley Part Two

Hypnotising Hayley Chapter One

Hayley was 22 and Ryan 23. Unlike Cherry she was a natural blonde and had a job in an insurance office. They insured ships apparently and their cargoes. Hayley’s job was mainly administration. Customising standard documents according to the salesmens’ specifications. It was a bit monotonous but on the other hand stress free. It meant she could enjoy a good social life without worrying about how it might affect her job.

She had a slim face with high cheek bones. She had thick, long, waved shoulder length, golden hair, green eyes, a cute button nose and slightly full kissable lips. Her breasts were a little bigger than Cherry’s, perhaps 37 though she hid them behind a round full bra. A 25 inch waist, 35 inch hips with a firm butt and reasonable legs. Not beautiful but very attractive.

She was well out of Ryan’s class. He worked in a DIY warehouse moving things around the warehouse and opinionated in a way only someone with no education and little interest in news could be. Ryan was at his best in the pub, drinking and talking rubbish, which no one worried about because they were drunk and talking rubbish too. Strangely one thing Ryan didn’t talk about was girlfriends. His friends knew he had one, but he never mentioned her much or brought her for drinks.

Ryan saw Hayley at a nightclub. She was with girlfriends dancing and drinking, but there for a good time rather than looking for boys. He was attracted immediately, but how was he going to get her? He had met Cherry through his sister’s friend. But Cherry and his sister were too young to bring in Hayley and anyway didn’t know her.

Ryan went out with young girls because he relied on a previously hypnotised girl to get him the next one. The story told was always the same. Ryan is learning about hypnotism but he needs some subjects to practice on. Could you do me a favour and let him try on you. He’s done it to me so it’s okay and doesn’t take long. Actually it’s quite fun.

Ryan had been twenty two. He had failed college and was working in a warehouse. He’d failed with most of the girls as well. So he thought why not? Why not turn to hypnotism. He had nothing to lose. If it didn’t work then he was no worse off.

He bought some books, downloaded some hypnotic moving patterns and worked out a script. The problem was how he could persuade them to do it. The easiest person to start with was his sister. Anna had been eighteen in her last year at school. She had light brown hair, brown eyes, bobbly boobs and a slim butt. . She normally wore jeans except at parties. Girls who wore dresses at parties annoyed him. They were just asking you to slide your hands up their legs and then objected when you did it. Still, he thought, if they wore jeans that would probably be even more annoying.

Anyway the point about Anna was he could persuade her to help him with his hobby. If he could get her under, then she might help him get others.

“Hey Anna I wonder if you could help me with something,” he’d said just after Easter while she was on school break.

“What?”

“I’m doing this hypnotism project. I wondered if you could help me.”

“Why are you doing hypnotism?”

“I don’t know. I thought maybe I could use it to help me get a better job. Maybe use it on myself and make me less lazy. Anyway it won’t take long. I just need you to look at this pattern for me and let me try to hypnotise you.”

She flipped her chestnut hair left.

“Hypnotism?” She sounded skeptical.

“Yeah. It’s only about ten minutes. You watch the pattern and I go through a script”

“You want to hypnotise me?”

“Just for a short while. We do a few tests to see if you are hypnotised and then that’s it.

“I’m not sure I want to be hypnotised. What sort of tests?”

“I just get you to hold your arms out for longer than you might if not hypnotised. Get you to stand up, sit down. Nothing much.”

“How do I know that’s all you’ll do. After all I won’t remember will I?”

“Yeah of course you’ll remember. People only don’t remember if they are told not to remember, but I will tell you that you will remember. Plus you’ll know the time we’re starting and finishing so you’ll know its only five or ten minutes and nothing bad can happen in that time. Come on. It’ll be fun. If it works you can try it on me.”

She looked doubtful but he emphasised it was important to him. If he learnt it maybe he could become a counsellor or therapist or something. She reluctantly agreed.

“We’ll use the laptop. My room?”

“I’m not sure about that.”

“Your room then. Actually it might work better there as you’ll be more relaxed.”

“Oh okay then. Just ten minutes though.”

“Yeah, that’s all. Thanks.”

The first time Ryan had difficulty staying calm though now it was a practiced routine. Anne co-operated and after two or three minutes she seemed hypnotised. He got her to hold her arm out and said that like an iron bar it would just stay out, which it did. He told her a pin would not hurt and when he pricked her it didn’t. But how far could he take her? He knew some people were more susceptible than others. Some could be taken deeper than others. He had to be careful. He kept telling her to go deeper and deeper. Imagine a sandy beach, warm sun etc. It all seemed to work. The crunch was to plant the post hypnotic suggestion which would enable him to hypnotise her again. He gave her a key word. If she ever heard him say Anne Amritsar she would immediately fall back into this deep sleep. He spent the last two minutes on this before telling her she would remember everything except this last part about being hypnotised again if he and only he said Anne Amritsar. She would wake up feeling good and happy. Then he woke her up.

“There you go. That was no problem was it?”

“You stuck a pin in me.”

“It didn’t hurt and I did give you some nice experiences too.”

“I guess so. So is that it?” She looked at the clock.

“Yeah I just need to write it up. Thanks. I’m really grateful.”

He left her in her room after which she went downstairs to watch TV and text some friends.

Shit! It had actually worked! The first stage anyway. Now he had to see if the keyword would work and then see what he could get her to do. He decided if he left it an hour that would be a reasonable test.

It was difficult waiting an hour when he was so excited. His cock was big at the thought of having the power to get a girl to do whatever he wanted. His imagination at this time mainly revolved around sucking, fucking and wearing sexy clothes. He shot some cum over his bed sheet and finally the hour was up. He went downstairs. He waited for her to pause between some phone activity and then said firmly “Anne Amritsar”. She didn’t do anything. He moved in front of her. She still didn’t do anything, which actually seemed like a good sign.

“Anna, you really want to follow me upstairs.” He walked towards the door and to his joy and amazement Anna got up and followed him.

He got her to sit on his bed and spent some time trying to take her deeper and deeper and telling her over and over that the only thing she wanted was to do anything he said. She loved him so much she just wanted to do anything he said or wanted. Then came the big test.

“Take off your top”

She took it off.

“Take off your bra.”

She took it off.

Ryan was mesmerised. Her soft wobbly boobs were his to look at. Small nipples and a one inch dimpled aureola.

“I want to touch them. Can I touch them?”

“Of course Ryan. You know you can do anything with me. I love you.”

“Yes, you love me so much”, he reinforced and began fondling those wonderful boobs. So soft and bouncy. He ran his hands over her nipples and massaged her globes. Then he pulled on her nipples. Not too hard but for the fun of seeing it change the shape of them. To the left, to the right, pulled out so they became conical. He moved forward and began sucking on her nipples. She put out her hands to hold his head and stroke him. Christ his cock was hard.

Soon her trousers and pants followed her bra and he massaged her cunt. Christ he could do what he wanted with her. He could turn her into his personal slave. He slid a finger into her wet channel.. He wanted to fuck her but wasn’t sure he should. After all this was just a test for her submissiveness so she could bring in her friends. He took out his finger and tentatively pressed it against her lips. She didn’t seem to like it but she opened her mouth and sucked on it till he took it out.

“Now suck my cock,” he said unable to resist his stiff erection. Immediately she fell to her knees, unzipped him and took his cock in her mouth. She wasn’t very good at it but he suspected this was the first time she had ever done it and that alone almost made him come immediately. Her boobs jiggled nicely as she moved her head up and down and he began to squeeze them and roll them around in his hands. Then it was all too much and he came.

“Swallow it”, he managed to croak just in time as she began spluttering and she did. Oh God it was heaven. He was sure he had never got off so many spurts, shooting it into her mouth and down her throat.

Finally he was finished and she pulled the softening cock from her mouth.

“Lick it clean”, he said and she carefully licked it clean. She seemed to think his cum was like nectar. But that’s love he guessed looking down at his obedient eighteen year old. He had always wished he’d had a brother but now maybe a sister wasn’t so bad. Oh how he could use her. And he did.

Whenever he felt sexy he no longer needed to play with himself. He had a sister who could play with him instead. Suck him, give her cunt to his fingers and give her butthole to his cock. He fucked her up the arse all the time. Then he started slapping her while he fucked her, watching her butt go red and feeling her wriggle underneath him on her knees on the floor front lying on his bed. Sometimes they would go to her room and he would fuck her cunt with her hairbrush handle and then fuck her mouth with it while she sucked it clean. He didn’t fuck her cunt because after all, she was his sister.

Making sure she didn’t remember anything he programmed her so that even in an awake state she would do anything he wanted. He toned down her love emotions so she behaved normally, but if he said “Anna get me an orange juice” she would immediately go and do it. She didn’t think this was odd because she had been programmed not to. She just did it and then sort of didn’t notice that she had. Most importantly she got him her friends. After he hypnotised them he would get them to forget about it so they didn’t know they had been hypnotised and get Anna to forget it.

Some girls could not be made to do much at all. In those cases he would just go through the normal tests but not bother with post hypnotic command laying. If he couldn’t get them to the imaginary beach he wasn’t going to get them to do much else either. He didn’t need everyone to be susceptible. He wasn’t greedy. Nicola had seemed the most susceptible and he soon had her doing whatever he wanted. She was a little plump, but he just told her to diet and she did. He had her and Anna do lesbian stuff in his room before fucking her cunt with a condom and his sister caressed his back and kissed his back and butt cheeks.

Nicola became his official girlfriend. She had a round innocent face and a plump bottom just asking to be spanked. Ryan had failed college and was working in the warehouse. Nicola felt proud she had an older boyfriend who had slightly more money and could take her places. But then Ryan had made sure she felt that. Her parents were not so happy, but he put on a respectful show and they knew Anna. He had to get her back by 10.30 though. With him working and both their parents home in the evening, though Ryan only had a mum, it didn’t give him much time. It also meant he couldn’t use a room for fucking her except during the holidays. Even then only when he took a holiday or had days off because he had worked a Saturday or Sunday. Having Nicola as a permanent girlfriend, he left his sister alone. In any case she had begun questioning her memory lapses.

He would take Nicola to the woods to make her take off her panties and bra so he could feel her up and kiss her. At least he didn’t have to worry about her pleasure, if many boys did. He would deep throat her with his tongue and mash her lips. He would squeeze and kneed her breasts and jiggly bottom. Slap her cunt and jam his fingers up and down her wet snatch and she would enjoy it and let him because, well, she thought she wanted him to. She didn’t tell her friends about it. She said they just kissed. Somehow she thought they wouldn’t approve of how he fucked her cunt but always came in her arse. And as for cleaning him off afterwards…. And the rude words he used on her.

When summer came he could drive her somewhere remote. Find a clearing in the woods, preferably with a fallen tree trunk or stump and have a proper go at her. He’d bring a knapsack with a few toys in.

The nice thing was he could get her to forget the previous times so it all happened as new or let her remember them all or just the last one. This meant as he held her hand through the woods towards the spot, bra and panties left in the car, she would be happy and light or fearful and worried. She never told anyone what he did. If she had tried she would have found she couldn’t anyway. She didn’t know why she put up with him or let him do the things he did, but somehow, she did.

He’d start with the usual kissing and groping standing up. Nicola’s dresses were worn for sliding his hand up to grope her butt. Sliding his hand over her fleshy bottom would emphasise the pleasure he was going to get from it later. He’d slide down the back zip to caress her back. Smooth and white. Waiting to be written upon, patterned, marked by his whip later. He might give her a few long scratches just to hear her gasp.

Then down on the grass. The top of the dress would come down now so he could suck on her nipples and rub his cheeks on her wonderfully wobbly mounds. He’d sigh with pleasure it felt so good. His left hand would be between her legs now, feeling her vulva. Rubbing his hand over the smooth shaven lips, sliding a finger through her slit while her arms went round his back and caressed his back through the T-shirt. A few minutes of this would normally be enough to bore him into removing the dress and lie on top of her. He liked he was clothed and she wasn’t. It set the right tone. He would start sliding his finger up her hole, then two, then more forcefully so the heal of his hand hit against her clitoris. Soon his fingers would be jamming up and down making her juice.

Nicola would have already given up, knowing she no longer had control. She wanted it, she just didn’t have it. She was helpless for some reason to stop him or even object. He would begin biting her breasts and then squeezing her between the legs hurting her. She would be unable to stop herself groaning and jerking her body which just seemed to encourage him.. She couldn’t push him off as her arms seemed to want to stay wrapped round his back stroking him, as if egging him on, though that was not what she wanted at all. What was wrong with her that she just let him do this? She felt his nails dig into her vagina again.

“Ah, Nicola, Nicola,” he said, “such a smooth cunt. Shaved so I can dig into it better, whip it better.”

She said nothing. Just gasped out another little cry of pain. She looked at the sky as the wind blew her chestnut hair across her neck and the grass rubbed against her skin. He jammed his jean clad leg between her thighs against her vagina so he could free his hands to start squeezing her tits. As his abuse continued so she would feel more and more that what she really had was just tits and cunt and ass. Not breasts and vagina and butt that were treated with respect but tits and cunt and ass that were just treated like they had no value and she was just a cunt slut like he often called her.

After ten minutes of slapping and biting her tits and slapping and squeezing her cunt Ryan said “C’mon cunt slut. Time for more fun. Do you want that?”

She said nothing. He slapped her across the face so her head jerked sideways into the earth.

“Do you want that slut cunt?”

“Yes.”

“Why d’you want it?”

“Because I want to please you and be a good cunt slut,” she said, saying the words so often rehearsed.

“That’s right. You want to be a good cunt slut. An obedient cunt slut. And how do you know if you’re being a good cunt slut?”

“Because I’m pleasing you and letting you do whatever you want,” she said in a soft voice as she always did.

He twisted her nipples hard. She screamed and went taut. Her hands that were now by her sides gripped futiley on the grass to stem the pain. She screamed again.

“You like that?”

“Yes,” she gasped, “thank you.”

He smiled broadly.

“Yeah. Thank me for letting you please me.”

He pulled her up and took her over to a fallen tree log about 8 ft long and 3 ft thick. He bent her over it so she could feel the rough bark on her belly, thighs and tits. He stroked her bum a few times. He took out his cock and rammed it into her arsehole. He felt the tight sphincter move up and down as he stroked in and out and then rammed in and out. He slapped her ass cheeks and thighs, making them go red as he slowly increased his stroke. He would have liked to piss in her, but couldn’t when he was hard. Even more so with her tight sphincter holding him.

He preferred her cunt but he wanted to cum so arse it was. His speed increased. Nicola felt the huge (as it seemed) cock pull oiut and invade, pull out and invade. He pulled her head back by the hair forcing her mouth open and making her moan with pain. Yeah. Pain for her., pleasure for him. That’s what Ryan liked.

Bang. Bam. Bang. Bam. Feel it coming. Feel it rippling up. The girl’s lower half rubbing against the tree, her moans and arched back as he pulled hard on her hair, a hand round to steady himself and squeeze her tit and then the rippling rising, rising, coming, coming, cuming.

He spurted his load into her. Felt it shooting through the tip of his cock into her warm insides. Nicola felt it rippling and coming too. Felt it or imagined she felt it spurting in her rectum. When she next went to the toilet it would be on her turds.

“Aaah. Aaah. Aa,aa!”

Ryan finished.

He pulled out, released her hair and pulled out from her. He liked her to feel him pull out and for a moment feel her arsehole still open from the penetration. He looked at her for a moment seeing her beaten, stretched over the hard bark, his play thing. Then he slapped her rump.

Nicola knew what was expected. She pushed her sore front from the log, turned around, fell to her knees and began sucking his shit smelling cock and sperm dribbles. She felt a little sperm dribbling from her arse as she sucked and licked him clean.

“Oh well. Time to get you back to your parents,” Ryan said when she had finished. She was allowed to dress and he drove her home.

He had to find a way to get that girl in the nightclub.