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Mephisto and Martha Part 8
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Mephisto and Martha pt 8
Martha looked at the torment in his eyes as Terry kept up
her stirring pace and Veronica sat poised over his face and
chuckled to herself. She could see, glancing down to Terry,
that he was getting hard again and from his face that he was in
something akin to agony. Good! She thought to herself. He
deserves it for what he's been doing to us!
Veronica looked down at Martha and knew that she had to
follow the command given her, but her legs were beginning to
feel the strain! Just as she was about to say something, Martha
reached up and snapped her back into trance, where the strain on
her legs disappeared like magic.
Martha laughed as the svelte Veronica dropped into her
control. Her enjoyment of her hypnotic powers was just
beginning. The hypnotist was still moaning in anguish as Terry
continued to suck on his painfully erect rod and Veronica's
perfumed pussy was locked just scant inches out of his reach!
Revenge WAS sweet, she thought to herself!
Speaking in a low, steely tone to the entranced Veronica,
Martha decided to allow her some freedom in the situation, after
all, it wouldn't do to have her friend/slave's mother cramp up
on the table, now would it?
"Veronica, open your eyes and look deeply into mine. As
you do, you fall more and more deeply under my hypnotic control.
As you stand up, you find you want more than even to obey the
sound of my voice. In a moment, I'm going to awaken you.
Nothing you see in this room will shock or surprise you in any
way. And whenever I tug my ear, you will have an overwhelming
need to kiss me. No matter what you are doing, whenever you see
me tug my ear, you will kiss me on the mouth and will not stop
until I touch your neck with my hand. Stand up and awaken!"
Veronica stood, her legs protesting the strain and looked
down at Martha who's voice still sounded like that of some elder
Goddess and smiled. "Well, Martha, what shall we do with him
now?" Her full lips parted in a savage grin as she looked down
at the tormented face of her former master as she stepped
carefully off the low table to face her wonderful new Mistress.
Martha laughed and looked at Terry still sucking away
madly on his straining stalk and gently sent the pretty blonde
into another deep trance, her mouth slowly sliding down to the
base of the Hypnotist's outraged prick as she slid into the warm
depths of her hypnotic submission.
Veronica looked up at Martha mischieviously and remarked,
"Boy, I wish I had known how to do that when she was growing
up!" The two beautiful women looked at the entranced Terry and
laughed.
"Veronica," Martha spoke softly, "would you kiss me if I
asked?" She had to test the power of her control.
"I doubt it, honey," Veronica replied, "I'm not into
women. But I might, if you asked in the right way." A smirk
rippled the creamy lips.
Martha smiled back and absently tugged her ear. In a
flash, Veronica's hot, creamy lips were hotly pressing against
Martha's, her tongue darting into Martha's mouth, stabbing
insistently, passionately.
As they kissed, Martha could not stifle the laughter from
her amusement at Veronica's immediate and impassioned response
to her post hypnotic command! Even as Veronica treid to pull
away in vain, Martha was hard put to keep from laughing any
harder through the kiss - Veronica was REALLY stuck!
After a few minutes of frenzied kissing, Martha reached up
and stroked Veronica's perfect neck and watched with almost
hysterical delight as the older woman backed off, amazed at the
power the raven-haired woman held over her will. In an almost
off-hand manner, Martha sent Veronica tumbling to the floor,
again in deep trance, her delight at her power over the woman
caused an almost viscious laughter to bubble out across the room.
Looking at her watch, Martha was disappointed to see that
there was a scant hour before show time. She knew that her
little session was at an end - at least until after the show!
Moving over to the bound Hypnotist on the table, she
gently tapped him in the center of his brow and softly
commanded; "Sleep!" His straining at his restraints melted away
as he dropped into a profound trance and awaited her next
instructions.
"You will awaken and prepare for your show. When you go
on, you will find the most attractive couple in the room and
make certain that they fall under your hypnotic spell. You will
then make double sure that they will come back here at the end
of the evening. You will remember nothing of this command, but
you WILL obey, do you understand?" Her steely tone brooked no
resistance from her captivated former master. Her elation
doubled as he accepted her control and nodded his understanding
of her commands.
Moving quickly, Martha had her slaves reclothe themselves
and forget what had happened in the room until such time as she
allowed them to remember, substituting a memory of the four of
them sitting around and talking about his show and how wonderful
it was to be hypnotized. Snapping them awake, she sat back and
watched as the Hypnotist moved to his dressing table and started
to apply his makeup while Martha and Veronica kept up a steady
stream of goshwow comments on his hypnotic prowess. Martha
laughed quietly to herself and waited for the show to start.
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