For the Patrons - N.C.U. - Part 19
 
Key: MC, FD
 
Description: The final few scenes of what the winners of the auctions did with their hypnotized prizes. 
 
        Trisha stood in the corner of the room, lit only by the light that filtered in through the partially open blinds, looking at Max. He was leaning against the wall by the door with his arms folded across his chest, trying to do his best to hide a grin. She stared at him, a devious grin on her face, before gently starting to walk towards him. “You can’t resist. You know that, don’t you?” she said in a very cocky, yet almost soothing voice. 
        “You can’t resist either, you know…” Max said, pushing himself off the wall gently so he was standing more upright.
        “I don’t need to resist you.” Trisha moved closer with each word, almost halfway across the small room.
        “No you don’t. You need to fall, need to sink…” Max answered, making eye contact with Trisha. 
        Trisha’s face lit up in a smile as she made her way ever closer. “You think you can hypnotize me?” she said, adding a slight heel to toe sway to her movements until she was standing eye to eye with the man. “Think you can bring me down, hmmm?”
        Max just smiled and leaned in closer to Trisha, staring down into her eyes. He was taller than her, but just barely. Just enough to give him a bit of leverage. “Why don’t we try then, hmmm?” he said, although his voice didn’t have the level of confidence he was hoping for.  
        Trisha gave him a confident smile and stared into his eyes. “Look into my eyes, little boy.” she said in that cocky, seductive tone of hers. “And just let yourself relax…and slip away…” 
        Max swallowed hard, and noticeably. This was it. This was his fantasy turned reality. He had set up the instructions as clearly as possible, all he had to do was to repeat…and wow, was he hoping this worked. “How about you look into my eyes, little girl…and just let yourself relax and slip away.” he repeated as confidently as he could. After all, he’d never hypnotized anyone before, let alone knew how to do it. 
        Trisha seemed to falter for a moment before blinking and shaking her head, her gaze returning to his eyes. “That’s not how this works. You’re going to look into my eyes. You're going to focus…and you're going to let go. You're going to surrender.” she said, although her voice was noticeably less confident.
        Max noticed how she reacted and the change in her posture, which gave him a confidence boost. He raised up to his full height, which wasn’t much taller than he already was, and looked down into Trisha’s eyes. “That’s not how this works…” he started, trying to remember what she had just said, “You’re going to focus on my eyes, and you're going to surrender…and let go.”  He mangled it but hoped it was enough to work. 
        To his delight Trisha seemed even more dazed as she struggled to form her next few words. “Wait, what?” she said, swaying ever so slightly on her feet. “No…no, you're supposed to focus. You're supposed to surrender…and you're supposed to…to …to sleep.” she said, slowly raising her hand like she was about to snap her fingers. 
        Max gave her a warm smile and gently put his hand up to grab Trisha’s before she could snap her fingers. “No, my dear Trisha. I think you're the one that is supposed to focus. You’re the one who is supposed to surrender. And you are definitely the one who is going to simply…sleep.”  He said confidently as he snapped his own fingers. 
        The fight in Trisha’s eyes faded almost instantly and she let out a very long, almost exaggerated sigh as her eyes rolled up into her head and her body went limp. Her hand fell out of Max’s hand while her body slumped and started to fall forward. Fortunately for him he was quick enough to catch her and was rewarded with a beautiful, limp hypnotized woman in his arms. 
        He smiled widely and gently lowered her onto his bed, staring at her slowly. “So beautiful.” he said as he slowly moved his hand down her body, already thinking of the next scenario to turn the tables on her. 
 
        Jeremy sat in his desk chair, hands on his lap as his legs bounced nervously. The only light in the room was his desk lamp but it was angled directly at the wall to create a kind of mood lighting. He was trying to stay calm as he looked out the window, waiting. 
        After what seemed like an eternity, a pocket watch, his own, slowly lowered down in front of his eyes and gently started to swing back and forth. The contrast between the light from the desk lamp and the shadow of the pocket watch made it easy for him to tell where it was going, but the constant shift from light to dark made his eyes strain as he followed it, making it feel even more effective somehow. 
        “Just relax…” Rayne whispered into his ear, in a tone that was both soothing and calm. She was clearly still hypnotized, still helplessly entranced, but now she was using her knowledge to hypnotize the person that had bought her for the night. “Just let the watch sway in front of your eyes…back and forth… slowly following it and allowing it to just pull you in. Slowly…gently… =easily…“ 
        Jeremy felt his body relaxing as he followed the watch from side to side and listened to her soothing words. The fact that he could tell she was still hypnotized made the situation even more exciting, even more arousing as he simply listened and felt his shoulders start to drop and relax. 
        Rayne ran her free hand down along his shoulder, down his chest, down his stomach, slowly to his jeans and started to rub his groin. “Just relax.” she whispered into his ear. “Everything is just fading away, drifting away as you watch the watch…and slip away…down to trance… down to sleep.” 
        Rayne noticed Jeremy’s arms fall limp at his sides as his head slowly tilted forward. His eyes were still open, still following the watch, but I don’t really think there was much happening behind those glazed eyes. 
        “That’s a good boy.” Rayne whispered into his ear as she began to undo his zipper. “Deep asleep, deeply calm. Just here to let me give you the pleasure that you deserve, the pleasure that you have earned. Deep…soothing…completely helpless pleasure.” She managed to easily extract his manhood from his jeans and started to slowly stroke it, while keeping the watch swinging back and forth before his eyes. As her hand stroked him, she leaned her head down to slowly kiss his neck. 
        Jeremy sighed and sank even deeper into the feeling, into the sway of the watch, into the trance. Somewhere in the back of his mind he knew he only had till morning, but in his current state, and with the time dilation that hypnosis brings, morning felt like a lifetime away. He tilted his head and sighed at the feeling of Rayne’s lips on his neck…and surrendered to his hypnotized hypnotist. 
 
        Nadia smiled as she moved backstage. The last of the hypnotized ladies had been sold off for the night and she had collected the money from the fundraiser. Between the online donations and the in person cash, the sorority had managed to make over two thousand dollars. And her auction of them afterwards netted an additional seven thousand dollars. “A pity they won’t remember any of their earnings either.” Nadia said to herself with a smile as she finished counting the cash and put it into her pocket, heading towards the dressing room. 
        Just as she was about to enter the room, she heard a woman clear her throat and speak in a rather soothing voice, with the slightest hint of a European accent. “Excuse me, Darling.” the voice said from the shadows. “You wouldn’t happen to be the manager for the show we just watched, would you dear?” 
        Nadia stopped and turned towards the figure. She could only see the outline of a woman in the shadows. “Why yes, you could say that.” she replied with a smile as she tried to get a better look at the figure. All she could really see was that she was a tall female with long hair. Her shoulders looked a little larger and higher than you would normally expect, which implied the woman worked out. “Why do you ask?” she asked, getting a touch defensive. 
        The woman stepped out of the shadows. She was, indeed, tall and athletic and seemed to be in her mid forties. She had long black hair with a hint of red highlights, and stood very confidently. She walked seductively up to Nadia, heel to toe as her leather boots clicked on the floor, echoing backstage. Nadia instantly felt her body tense up, but before she could do anything the woman put her hand on Nadia’s chest and gently pushed her against the wall and stared into her eyes. “Your mind is sinking now, my dear…falling so easily…so gently…down into a void. You can feel the world around you just…fading away. No need to worry, no need to struggle, no need to think. You watched so many slip into a trance this evening. Helped so many to simply let go, and drift away. But there is always a desire, always a need deep inside of every…woman…to simply let herself slip into the power of someone stronger, someone more confident. Someone who can simply guide her and look after her. You do find that to be true…don't you now, darling?”
        Nadia gasped as she was pushed against the stage wall. There was no time to react before the woman started her induction. There was something so confident about her voice. The slight accent gave it a tiny hint of additional power, additional pleasure that just slid into her mind. She tried to resist, tried to break free, but the more the woman spoke the more she just found herself staring back into her eyes. She felt a familiar tingling in her head, in her mind, slipping in. It was true, of course, she did really long to have someone guide her, someone look after her, if only for a while. She would never admit that, not out loud. But her body seemed to just make her head nod without her even really realizing it, without her even thinking about it. 
        The woman smiled into Nadia’s eyes. “Of course you do, darling. It’s only natural for you to want to drift away, for you to just sink into my eyes and slowly…easily…let go. Surrendering to the desire that is in all women, that is deep within you. A desire to let go, a desire to sink. You can already feel that in your mind, you can already feel the tingling and the relaxation washing through you. I can see it in your face, see it in your posture, you're simply slipping down…down to sleep. You know what this sleep is called, it has a very special name. A very special word that describes it. You know that word, don’t you darling?”
        Nadia’s mind was more or less off at this point. What little resistance was left at the back of her mind was slowly fading away as she heard her own internal monologue fading into the background and falling silent. As she heard her voice simply whisper “Yes.” 
        The woman smiled and leaned in closer to her. “And what is this state called, what is it that I've done to you, darling?” she asked, almost baiting the slightly shorter redhead. 
        “Hyp…no…tized….” Nadia whispered as her body visibly relaxed just a bit more. 
        The woman gave a very pleased little laugh through her Cheshire grin. “Yes it is, but I want you to say it darling. I want you to state it. I want you to tell me…tell yourself…exactly what has happened to you. Admitting it gives it more power, admitting it leads to your surrender. The moment you tell me, the moment you hear it, the moment you say it. Your resistance will simply fade away and you will just…succumb to me, darling. And all you have to do is answer one little question, one little, tiny inquiry. Just answer for me…just answer for yourself…the simple question of…what are you?”
        Nadia’s breath caught in her throat for a minute as her body noticeably tensed, before she finally whispered “I…I am…hypno…tized.” Even as she said it she let out a deep sigh and her body nearly sank to the floor. Had the woman not been actively pushing her against the wall she would have crumpled on the ground. 
        “Yes, yes you are darling.” the woman cooed as she relaxed her grip and used her free hand to slide into Nadia’s pocket and pull out the wad of money that she had stolen from the sorority fundraiser. “Hypnotized and under my spell, isn’t that right darling?” 
        “Yyyes…” Nadia replied. The tension in her body was now completely gone. She leaned against the wall, arms limp at her sides and her face completely slack as she stared into the eyes of the mysterious woman in front of her. 
        “Such a good little pet.” the woman cooed again as she leaned in and pressed her lips to Nadia’s. It was a long, slow kiss. The kind you give someone when you are letting them know you are in control, and they are just…helpless to resist. “Now if you could be so kind, darling. We're going to go into your dressing room here and you're going to transfer the money you stole back to the sorority, and then…well, I’m sure I'll find something else for you to do.” she said as she let her hand slide up Nadia’s neck and along her face. 
        “Yes…” Nadia whispered without a hint of resistance. 
        “Wonderful, darling.” the woman said with a smile. “Simply wonderful. And before we do, tell me again, dear…what are you?” she asked playfully. 
        “I am…hypnotized…” Nadia replied blankly.
        The woman’s smile grew even wider. “Yes you are, and here you will stay, darling.” 
 
Author's Note: I gotta admit when I wrote the outline for this I just wrote “short scenes of girls with the guys that bought them.” I didn’t give it a second thought. When I finally got to this part, I honestly thought it would be much harder to come up with 12 believable fantasies. But It just really flowed easily! 
 
To be Concluded…  For sure this time!
 
Featuring Rayne, Trisha, Laura, Christine, Jessy, Jackie, Klaire, Jennifer, Lindsey, Carly, Cheyenne, Eve and Nadia.