Summary: 4 female friends start a tradition to stave off boredom while their men are out of town on the weekends, discovering the erotic power gayfetish of hypnosis and the thrill of absolute control fetish.
Husbands, and since the men gay went out of town gay most weekends for business, they made it a point to smoking hang out. Amanda was a tall redhead, the kind who lucked out and got hardly any freckles, and had been gifted with big breasts gay to gay boot smoking. She liked her wine and was loud and out spoken. Monica was petite, brunette gay, and exotic looking. She was a mix of fetish
She said fetish. "Hypnosis isn't all gay that it's cracked up fetish to be gay," retorted Alison "they couldn't get me to gay quit gay smoking through hypnosis, waste of fucking money and my time."
The gayfetish women took pieces of sexy paper and gay wrote there names on them. They fetish put them into an empty bowl from the kitchen, since they couldn't find a hat. After gay staring gay at smoking fetish the gay hat and fetish drinking more wine, they gayfetish got gay up the gay courage to try gayfetish it out.
Monica smoking turned on gay the stereo to some techno and turned up the volume gayfetish. The fetish music gayfetish pounded the room as the women began wrestling. It was pretty weak at gayfetish first, but then gay
Lindsay continued. "You're going to totally gay relax, and block out every sound but my voice smoking." Monica turned down the fetish music gay, and gay put on just soft static in the background as white noise. The women were all fascinated, would it work?
When you are gayfetish hypnotized gay you fetish are completely under the power gay of the gay hypnotist, thinking what the gay hypnotist gay tells you, and having to respond in a monotone fetish, always addressing her as gay Ma'am, are you clear on this Amanda?" asked Lindsay. Something amazing happened, beyond gay the girls' expectations. Amanda gay's voice became very monotone, and gay her body stiffened. To accommodate her, Lindsay untied the feet from the hands gayfetish, as Amanda gayfetish's long legs gayfetish stretched out in front of her, and gay her arms extended stiffly behind her. "Yes Ma gay'am I sexy am gay clear gay, I hear and gay obey." There was an gayfetish audible gasp gay as Amanda gay lie there fetish.
Amanda is secretly a submissive gayfetish?" Semi ignoring her, fascinated with her new found power, Lindsay replied. "Yeah, seems like it sexy don't it gay?"
Lindsay untied Amanda. "Amanda, you are smoking fetish completely under my control now, and will follow my gay instructions all weekend, you have desire or ambition smoking fetish except to do what I tell you sexy do, as my servant this gay weekend, do you accept this? "Yes Ma'am gay." Was Amanda's fetish
Amanda looked disoriented gay. "What's up guys? Why are fetish you gay looking gayfetish at me so weird? Damn, I need a pickle smoking fetish, "she said. The smoking fetish other girls giggled as gay Amanda opened sexy the fridge
And took out a huge kosher dill. She looked at it lustfully and gay then took a bite. "mmm,
"Wow, I can't believe that pickles got me this wasted smoking fetish, I mean smoking it's wild, they never had that smoking effect on me before smoking fetish." Said Amanda as they drove gay down gayfetish the street. Amanda was a chatty Cathy al gay the way fetish to gay the Freeway, and smoking Lindsay had had enough when they got to
Lindsay fetish again fetish. Amanda stiffened and looked glassy eyed. "You will gayfetish go into a sexy deeper trance every time you go under, do you understand? Asked Lindsay gay. "Yes Ma'am smoking." was Amanda's reply, now monotone fetish again. "Every time I put you under not only is gayfetish the trance deeper, but more powerful. You gayfetish lose a little desire to gay think for yourself, and gain more pleasure in your whole body each time you are hypnotized. It fetish's very gay addictive being hypnotized, especially by me gay. You have always had a gay tremendous crush on me, admiring me, my ebony skin, my voice. You've always had a secret desire to gay just do for gay me, wait on me hand gay and foot gay. You have the whole time you've known gay me, hoping I'd ask you to use your skills as a professional interior gayfetish designer to do my gay house for me. You never asked, fearing sexy rejection, do you understand? "Yes smoking fetish Ma'am gay was her reply.
Do you accept and understand" said sexy Lindsay, now dripping wet, thinking of smoking fetish the power she had. "Yes Ma'am, I understand and accept." Was gayfetish Amanda gayfetish's reply. Lindsay picked up a gay garment off the floor. I fetish was a pair of panty hose, torn and smoking fetish rumpled. She held gay them up to Amanda. She specifically put the crotch gay of the hose into her face fetish. "Inhale deeply and get very turned gay on by this scent from now on." Barked Lindsay, Amanda inhaled the musky scent from the hose and felt her body respond. Lindsay Took the feet of the stocking and shoved that part under Lindsay's nose. "This scent reminds you that gay you are fetish always submissive to gay me gayfetish, and belong at gay my feet, doing fetish my bidding. It fetish reinforces your obedience, and is fetish something you'll gay find yourself sneaking to do, distracting fetish you when you do my laundry for me gay, or tidy up. You gay'll even crave it when not smoking fetish in trance, ashamed of your secret fetish adoration fetish of this scent gayfetish, which makes you gay derive even more pleasure fetish out gay of it when given smoking the chance."
Lindsay then lifts her arm, and places the pit up against Amanda's gay face. It gayfetish's slightly gay pungent after a night fetish of wrestling. "This scent plain makes you fetish hot, you want to lick it sexy until the scent is all smoking fetish gone, but you can't, you gayfetish aren't allowed. I makes your body quake gay in pleasure fetish, but you are just short of orgasm. You can sexy't make a sound of pleasure smoking fetish either gay,
"Amanda get in here gay, now gay." She yelled from the bathroom. From a gay statuesque pose to quick response, Amanda followed the voice she completely obeyed. Standing in front of the naked, wet Lindsay was an honor smoking for her. "Kneel before me" and Amanda knelt before smoking fetish the wet gayfetish, woman. She looked gayfetish up at her with intense gayfetish admiration gay. "Dry me off, starting at my gayfetish feet, and work your way up" said Lindsay. Amanda complied. Lindsay looked in the mirror as fetish she was patted so gently dry by the fetish trembling hands of the woman who desired smoking so much just to serve her. "Apply smoking moisturizer to me now."
"When I am in trance I exist gay to serve Queen Lindsay, I am her sexy humble gayfetish servant, I need only her thoughts in my head, and am absolutely under her control. When I am in trance I belong to her, and become her living robot. I allow her absolute control of gay my fetish body fetish and gay mind, I belong to Queen Lindsay. When I am not gay in gayfetish trance I fantasize about being hypnotized so I can be fulfilled." She then said. "As gay I stir awake in the morning, you will begin to massage my gay feet again gay, and then give me a full gay body massage. Whe I tell you to stop you will automatically go into the kitchen smoking to make my breakfast, and coffee.
Look for Part II we have 3 more women gay who haven't fought yet.
She said fetish. "Hypnosis isn't all gay that it's cracked up fetish to be gay," retorted Alison "they couldn't get me to gay quit gay smoking through hypnosis, waste of fucking money and my time."
The gayfetish women took pieces of sexy paper and gay wrote there names on them. They fetish put them into an empty bowl from the kitchen, since they couldn't find a hat. After gay staring gay at smoking fetish the gay hat and fetish drinking more wine, they gayfetish got gay up the gay courage to try gayfetish it out.
Lindsay continued. "You're going to totally gay relax, and block out every sound but my voice smoking." Monica turned down the fetish music gay, and gay put on just soft static in the background as white noise. The women were all fascinated, would it work?
Amanda is secretly a submissive gayfetish?" Semi ignoring her, fascinated with her new found power, Lindsay replied. "Yeah, seems like it sexy don't it gay?"
Amanda looked disoriented gay. "What's up guys? Why are fetish you gay looking gayfetish at me so weird? Damn, I need a pickle smoking fetish, "she said. The smoking fetish other girls giggled as gay Amanda opened sexy the fridge
Lindsay fetish again fetish. Amanda stiffened and looked glassy eyed. "You will gayfetish go into a sexy deeper trance every time you go under, do you understand? Asked Lindsay gay. "Yes Ma'am smoking." was Amanda's reply, now monotone fetish again. "Every time I put you under not only is gayfetish the trance deeper, but more powerful. You gayfetish lose a little desire to gay think for yourself, and gain more pleasure in your whole body each time you are hypnotized. It fetish's very gay addictive being hypnotized, especially by me gay. You have always had a gay tremendous crush on me, admiring me, my ebony skin, my voice. You've always had a secret desire to gay just do for gay me, wait on me hand gay and foot gay. You have the whole time you've known gay me, hoping I'd ask you to use your skills as a professional interior gayfetish designer to do my gay house for me. You never asked, fearing sexy rejection, do you understand? "Yes smoking fetish Ma'am gay was her reply.
Do you accept and understand" said sexy Lindsay, now dripping wet, thinking of smoking fetish the power she had. "Yes Ma'am, I understand and accept." Was gayfetish Amanda gayfetish's reply. Lindsay picked up a gay garment off the floor. I fetish was a pair of panty hose, torn and smoking fetish rumpled. She held gay them up to Amanda. She specifically put the crotch gay of the hose into her face fetish. "Inhale deeply and get very turned gay on by this scent from now on." Barked Lindsay, Amanda inhaled the musky scent from the hose and felt her body respond. Lindsay Took the feet of the stocking and shoved that part under Lindsay's nose. "This scent reminds you that gay you are fetish always submissive to gay me gayfetish, and belong at gay my feet, doing fetish my bidding. It fetish reinforces your obedience, and is fetish something you'll gay find yourself sneaking to do, distracting fetish you when you do my laundry for me gay, or tidy up. You gay'll even crave it when not smoking fetish in trance, ashamed of your secret fetish adoration fetish of this scent gayfetish, which makes you gay derive even more pleasure fetish out gay of it when given smoking the chance."
"Amanda get in here gay, now gay." She yelled from the bathroom. From a gay statuesque pose to quick response, Amanda followed the voice she completely obeyed. Standing in front of the naked, wet Lindsay was an honor smoking for her. "Kneel before me" and Amanda knelt before smoking fetish the wet gayfetish, woman. She looked gayfetish up at her with intense gayfetish admiration gay. "Dry me off, starting at my gayfetish feet, and work your way up" said Lindsay. Amanda complied. Lindsay looked in the mirror as fetish she was patted so gently dry by the fetish trembling hands of the woman who desired smoking so much just to serve her. "Apply smoking moisturizer to me now."
"When I am in trance I exist gay to serve Queen Lindsay, I am her sexy humble gayfetish servant, I need only her thoughts in my head, and am absolutely under her control. When I am in trance I belong to her, and become her living robot. I allow her absolute control of gay my fetish body fetish and gay mind, I belong to Queen Lindsay. When I am not gay in gayfetish trance I fantasize about being hypnotized so I can be fulfilled." She then said. "As gay I stir awake in the morning, you will begin to massage my gay feet again gay, and then give me a full gay body massage. Whe I tell you to stop you will automatically go into the kitchen smoking to make my breakfast, and coffee.
