For the Patrons - N.C.U. - Part 20
 
Key: MC, FD
 
Description: The final few scenes of what the winners of the auctions did with their hypnotized prizes. 
 
        As the sun finally rose above the horizon, each of the women began to move on autopilot, their faces blank. Some of their owners for the night were deeply asleep, worn out from their respective adventures. They didn’t notice their hypnotized lovers rise up and get dressed without so much as a hint of realization on their faces.  Others were still awake and watched, disappointed, as their entertainment slowly, methodically, got dressed and moved to leave.
        “Will I see you again?” one of the men asked, but there was no response as the woman left, closing the door behind her. As she did, the memory of exactly who she was faded from the man's mind. But the memory of what happened would last forever.
 
        The girls were quite the sight to see as they made their way back to their respective dorms and apartments. Twelve young coeds, and one hypnotized thief, all blankly making their way across the campus, coalescing into different groups as they neared shared dorms and apartment buildings. One or two others walked alone, faces slack and shoulders slumped, clothes disheveled and messy. It was almost a hypnotic walk of shame, had they been aware enough to be ashamed. Fortunately for them there were very few people awake at dawn on a college campus. Those that were, were too tired or drunk to pay them any attention. 
        Each one walked slowly back to their destination, occasionally whispering to themselves “A night to forget” as they went on their way. Every step erased more and more of their memory of the evening. 
 
        The two more…well endowed young women, Christine and Jessy, walked like hypnotized zombies as they slowly made their way up the stairs. Their faces were slack and their clothes weren’t exactly on the right way. Jessy was carrying her bra in her hand which made her breasts bounce ever so slightly as she walked. And the slack, relaxed look on Christine’s face implied she could start to drool at any moment.
        They made their way up the stairs and into their dorm without being spotted. As the door began to close you could see Christine fall face first onto her bed, and a moment after the door closed you could hear what sounded like Jessy passing out onto the floor. 
 
        Carly, Jackie, and Cheyenne, had all met up together to slowly walk as a group, their faces slack and eyes staring ahead blankly. The student at the front desk didn’t even bother to look up from his phone as he leaned back, playing a game. He raised a hand and said “Morning, ladies” as they walked past. He was so engrossed he didn’t even notice, or care, that they didn’t reply. They all filed silently into the elevator together and stared ahead as the doors closed. The only response was the faint whisper, almost in unison, as they gently whispered “A night…to forget…”
 
        Meanwhile, Lindsey and her older sister Jennifer were walking slowly through the parking lot. Jennifer’s shirt was still undone, revealing her red bra, and Lindsey had never found her shirt. But her sports bra looked enough like exercise wear that no one would notice. 
        As they moved towards Jennifer’s car, she reached into her pocket to unlock the doors. The girls slowly opened the doors and sat down, closing their eyes. Their bodies both fell limply back against the seats as they fell into a deep, natural sleep. Their memory of the evening was completely erased. 
        
        Klaire and Rayne made their way down the hall towards their dorm. They passed a single girl who moved out of the way and didn’t even seem to care that they were there. The two roommates opened the door and filed inside, one after the other. Rayne closed it behind her and turned to make her way towards her bed, but Klaire had stopped to remove her shoes and the two collided. Klaire fell to the floor with a thud as Rayne landed on top of her. 
        Rayne tried to get up, but the suggestion in her mind didn’t specify that she had to make it to her bed, just to her room, before she fell into a deep sleep. She managed to push herself up just a bit before noticing, in her dazed and hypnotized mind, that Klaire was already completely asleep beneath her. With a loud sigh her entire body gave out and she collapsed onto her roommate, joining her in a blissfully deep sleep. 
 
        Trisha and Eve made their way to Trisha’s apartment. Eve had been staying there overnight so this was where her mind took her. As Trisha entered the room she slowly started to remove her dress. She reached behind her and unzipped it, letting it fall away to the ground. As she took another step, her bra hit the floor, followed by her panties. 
        Behind her Eve followed with a blank look in her eyes. Usually Trisha’s closet nudism would annoy her. She would stop by and ask how she was doing only to find Trisha completely naked on the couch, reading. But now she didn’t seem to notice or care. She just moved slowly behind her. 
        Trisha made her way to her bed, and slowly climbed in, but fell asleep before she could cover herself up. A moment later Eve climbed on top of her, trying to get to the other side of the bed, but the suggestion kicked in long before she would make it there. As a result, she ended up falling deeply asleep onto her naked hostess. 
 
        Laura’s long wavy hair bounced as she moved through the hallway, not really seeing anything. Her short frame swayed as she made her way down the hall. As she did one of her male friends was on his way back to his own room after a long night shift. 
        “Hey Laura. You look like you had a wild night?” he asked playfully. 
        “A night to forget…” she said in a monotone voice as she walked past him. 
        “That bad, huh?” he asked, trying to keep the conversation going. 
        “A night to forget…” she replied again as she made her way to her dorm and started to open the door. 
        “I’m sorry. Hey, umm, would you like to maybe get some hot cocoa later? You could tell me about your…” 
        Before he could finish the question Laura had managed to open her door and walk through it, closing it wordlessly behind her. A moment later the sound of her falling onto her bed could be heard, muffled, through the closed door.
        “Great.”  the man said with a sigh. “I’ll see you later.” 
 
        As the dressing room door opened, Nadia emerged with a completely blank expression on her face. Her hair was messy and her knees were dirty. Behind her the tall woman who had entranced her just smiled and watched her leave. “Remember darling, you know what you are.” she said with a smile. 
        “I am…hypnotized.” Nadia whispered as she made her way down the hallway and out of sight. 
        The woman smiled and checked her appearance in the mirror. Just because her captured little thief was going to be doing the walk of shame home didn’t mean she would be doing the same. 
        She turned and left the dressing room and made her way to the lobby as one of the theater students entered the building. “Oh!” he said, surprised. “Professor Dypsove, I didn’t realize you’d be here this morning. Is everything alright?” he asked nervously. 
        “Wonderful, darling, everything is wonderful.” she said with a smile. “I have an early meeting today with the sorority board, I just wanted to make sure that last night's fundraiser went well. And it appears it was…an entrancing success.” she said with a playful smile. 
        The young man smiled and nodded. “Ok, well I have to get the place cleaned up for tonight's show. I’ll see you on Monday, Professor.”
        “Of course darling!” she said with a smile and moved to leave. But as she was moving towards the door she could see the student watching her butt as she was leaving. She made her way to the door and then turned around abruptly. “Don’t forget to study for your quiz on Monday!” she added with a smile as she walked through the door and laughed to herself. The young man had nearly wetted himself, first from watching her butt and second from nearly being caught. It was good to be a professor on campus. “Wouldn’t you agree, darling?”
 
The End. 
 
Holy shit… it took me 3 years to write this! But I hope you enjoyed it as much as I did. Thank you all so much for your support over the years, for your patronage, for your comments and views, it all really helps to inspire me to keep going and to write more and more stories. I have several more planned, and if you ever have an idea for a scene just let me know and I’ll do what I can to work it into the story. 
And if you have an idea for a “For the Patrons 2” let me know. This was fun to write!   Challenging… but fun!
 
Sleepyhypno
  ~ Ed. 
 
 
Post Script~
 
        Jennifer groaned as the sunlight shone through her sister's car. “Oh, my neck.” she whispered slowly as she tried to stretch out her body and adjust her neck. She looked down at herself and took a deep breath, then her eyes shot open. “What the hell!?”
        Beside her, Lindsey readjusted in her seat and tilted it back a bit. “What’s wrong?” she asked in a sleepy voice, not even opening her eyes. 
        “My shirt’s unbuttoned? How the hell did we get to your car?” she asked, confused and annoyed. 
        “Sounds like you had a really good time last night.” Lindsey said, scrunching up her face before it went slack again as she tried to fall back asleep. 
        “Wait, what?  Why would you say that?” Jennifer asked as she looked over at her sister, who was sleeping in just her sports bra. “Where the hell is your shirt?!” 
        Lindsey sleepily moved her hand to her chest then felt around for her shirt, only to find her sports bra. Mind you, she never once opened her eyes. She then simply shrugged and sniffled her nose a bit before answering. “Sounds like I had a really good night too.” she said with a wide yawn. 
        Jennifer sighed and just stared at her sister. “You’re not phased by this in the slightest, are you.” she said, already knowing the answer. 
        “Nope.” Lindsey said, adjusting her position in the seat a bit more to get comfortable. “Typical Sunday morning for me.” she said dismissively. 
        Jennifer stared at her sister and sighed. “Can we at least drive home?” 
        “Sure.” Lindsey replied without moving the slightest in the driver’s seat or making any attempt to start the car.
        “Ummm, it’s your car?” Jennifer responded.  
        Lindsey just laid there. Quietly. 
        “Hello?” Jennifer asked again, getting a bit more annoyed. “Earth to Linds? You awake?” 
        Lindsey’s only response was a very deep, very restful snore.
        “Typical,” Jennifer sighed in frustration as she pulled her shirt closed and rolled over in her seat to try and get some sleep. 
 
Featuring Rayne, Trisha, Laura, Christine, Jessy, Jackie, Klaire, Jennifer, Lindsey, Carly, Cheyenne, Eve and Nadia.