Katrina's Letter

David and Greta had what seemed to David to be an easy going relationship. Greta grew far more free with him than she had with anyone over the course of the summer. David was going steady with Mary, but he and Greta flirted and teased each other, with David doing most of the teasing and flirting. Mary had been gone for two weeks and was already at her college orientation. David and Greta had never been intimate, just friends playing out the summer string.

On that last Sunday, David was late leaving the waterfront. Since he was the senior lifeguard, he did the last check. It was already dusk and getting dark quickly. The park was almost deserted. Since it was a warm night, he just wore his bathing suit and carried his lifeguard shirt. He ran into Greta as he crossed the bridge over the river that fed the swimming area.

Greta was already out of uniform, having turned in her equipment and clothes for the last time. She was dressed in short shorts, sneaks and a red T-shirt. "Hi. It looks like we've come to the end of something," she said.

"Yes, I guess so. Say, I didn't see you all day. Where did a sexy guard like you go?"

"Well, this sexy guard was given the car and sent to that New Haven police equipment place to bring an order back. It blew the afternoon. Say, there's something I want to show you." She leaned in close to David in the darkening gloom. Then David heard a clicking sound as something encircled his wrist. She had put a handcuff on him.

"What are you doing!"

"Well, you can specify what duty you want in the Army. I've volunteered for MP duty. While I was at the store in New Haven, when they were packing the order, I shoplifted a pair of police handcuffs to play with. I figured an MP should know how to use cuffs. These are real cool. Give me your other wrist." She quickly secured his other wrist.

She continued, "I know it's hard to see, but you take this prong thing on the end of the key and push it in here. Now the cuff is double locked and can't close any further. You can see better on the other cuff." She double locked that one, too.

"Ah, I think you should unlock these now." David held his manacled hands up.

"Yes, well I've been playing with these this afternoon. You put the key in the keyholes and turn the key both ways. It's pretty simple, although I kind of like having you as my first prisoner. OOPS," she exclaimed. The key slipped out of her hand and dropped in the river below.

David, worried now, "How are we going to get these off."

"Not to fear, I have a spare key at home. I also have Mom's car as she's staying at Aunt Sophie's tonight. Let's get your clothes from your locker." She grabbed hold of the chain between the cuffs and started to pull him along. His wrists hurt but he resisted a bit, confused.

"Look", she said harshly, "as long as I've got you cuffed, you're my prisoner. You must submit to your captor. Come with me now." She gripped the chain firmly and pulled him along to the lockers. He retrieved his clothes and they went to the car.

"Usually we keep our prisoners secured in the back seat," she said, apparently falling into the MP role. "But I'll let you ride up front with me."

David didn't answer Greta's nervous chatter during the drive to her house. Once inside, Greta said, "Now where in the world did I ever leave that spare key. Do you like having been captured and cuffed, my prisoner?"

Exasperated, David said, "Just get me out of these damn things!"

A dark, angry expression came over Greta's face. She took his clothes from his hands, put a hand on the metal part of each cuff covering the keyholes and twisted them both violently away from her body. The pressure and pain on his wrists drove David to his knees. His head was even with her crotch. He thought he could smell sexual arousal. She towered over him.

Greta spoke quietly through clenched teeth. "Let's get some things straight. First of all, you've freely flirted and teased me all summer, driving me nuts. Now it's my turn to do what I want. Secondly, you are wearing my handcuffs; that makes you my prisoner. You will submit to me; do things my way until I decide to uncuff you. Maybe you'll be my submissive love slave tonight. In any case, you will submit to me. Now tell me, do you understand and agree?" She twisted the cuffs some more.

David said, "Ouch. I agree. I will submit."

I stopped David's narrative here. "Tell me David, what are you feeling this very second."

From deep in his trance, David said, "My wrists hurt. I feel overpowered and very submissive. I also am very turned on sexually. As long as I'm cuffed, I'm hers and can't fight her. I'll do anything she wants, especially if it leads to sex."

I had David resume his narrative.

Without another word, she grabbed the cuff chain with one hand and led him to her room. "Take off your lifeguard suit and lie on the bed." As he struggled to get the suit off with his cuffed hands, she stripped to just her panties. She noticed his erection.

"Oh, you're so ready. I wish I had taken you earlier this summer." She took off her panties and sat on the bed over him. 'Only move when I tell you to, prisoner."

She played with and pinched his nipples. When he moved his hands toward her, she said, "Not Yet." She held his hands down by the cuff chain with one hand and teased him with the other hand. If he made a move as if to resist, she'd twist the chain. "I have chains and padlocks in the cellar. Must I chain you down completely? You are my slave, prisoner."

When he was close to coming, she backed off. When he calmed down, she started teasing him again. At one point she sucked on his cock. When he was ready to explode, she backed off again. Later she sat high on his chest, propped his head with a pillow and had him lick her. She grabbed his head and pulled him into a better position for her. "Do it more, do it more" she gasped. After she climaxed, she backed off again.

At no time did David think of turning the tables; he just submitted to her completely. Finally, she got on his rock hard penis and rode him. She said, "Touch my breasts... touch my nipples... yes, my prisoner, ...yes...YES...YES." David's climax was enormous.

Later, they lay together. "That was fantastic. I did some things I always wanted to do. You were great. Was it great for you?"

Yes, it was huge!" He presented his wrists to her.

"No, I think I want to keep you as my prisoner a while longer. I don't want to be through with you yet."

When he fell asleep, she unlocked one cuff and relocked it to one of the bars on the headboard. Then she woke him. It was a bit awkward, but they had missionary position sex. She said, "Not as much fun." She unlocked the cuff from the headboard and recuffed his wrist. David didn't resist. "I want to keep you as my love slave awhile longer."

They made love one last time at sunrise. He remained handcuffed with her on top. Then she released David. After getting cleaned up, she drove him home.

David has not seen nor heard from Greta since.

V

So the concepts of submission to a woman and, perhaps to a lesser extent, the physical need for sex were related to handcuffs in his mind. Now if I just anchored handcuffs and the other concepts to my domination through hypnosis---then I've got you forever, David. I vowed I'd enslave him so that he'll never think of or mention Mary or Greta again;. The first thing I needed was a pair of handcuffs. The Army-Navy surplus store downtown sold these restraints. Before waking David up, I planted the suggestion that he always felt that handcuffs were cool and very sexy! I then woke him and sent him downtown to buy the handcuffs "and leg cuffs, too, if they had any." (I'll use overkill if I can get it..) However, he came back with just the handcuffs; they didn't stock anything else.

That evening I used the handcuffs for my induction. I dangled the cuffs before him and induced the trance as before, except that I added phrases such as "handcuffs are strong and provide security for you" and "You are growing weaker and are glad to submit to their strength and power" and "Your eyes have closed and these handcuffs hold you in their grip." He went out.

Now it was time for the deepening. I sat in front of him and held his wrists close together in front. I put the cuffs on the first "click" on each wrist.

"With each click that closes the cuffs on your wrists, you will slip into an ever deeper hypnotic trance, deeper than ever before. Follow my voice as you drift down.

CLICK As the cuffs begin to close on your wrists, you begin to experience this wonderful feeling of helplessness. It feels so good to let go.

CLICK You feel so relaxed and free in your bondage.

CLICK You're doing so very well. The handcuffs make you feel helpless and submissive. How you love this feeling, this desire to submit to me.

CLICK You are so deeply hypnotized and going deeper. That a woman is handcuffing you and hypnotizing you makes you feel so wonderfully enslaved. You realize you love me so much because I can do this for you and to you.

CLICK You've gone deeper into hypnosis than ever before. You realize you'll do anything for me because I hold the key to the handcuffs. I am beautiful and I bring out your submissive side. You live to please me. You yearn to have sex with me, with me on top.

CLICK Yes, you will do anything to please me. If I wish it, you will become my total slave in a second and live only to serve me. You yearn to be my sex toy.

CLICK CLICK CLICK CLICK The handcuffs are now locked tightly on your wrists. You are now completely in my power. You're in the control of a woman who can handcuff you, bring out your submissive side and force you to have sex anytime she wishes. You love being her helpless, cuffed sex toy."

One thing I noticed during the session was that David seemed to have some kind of reaction to the word "slave". Well, I want you to become my slave, David, but I think I've got to remember not to use that word. Still, he was far more deeply hypnotized this time than at any time in the past. Thank you J. R. Leffingwell. The next step was to change the hypnosis trigger to something more appropriate and reinforcing than "Sleep now". I decided that his new trigger is "Hypnotic Handcuffs". I installed it and we practiced it a few times to make sure it was deeply set.

I introduced one more thing at this session. Because it was meant to happen while David was awake and in a public place, I needed to run the scenario many times before we went out in public. Still, its purpose was to reinforce the concept of hnadcuffs, hypnosis and my control. It's called "Invisible Handcuffs". Let me describe how it worked when we went out for dinner a week later. Remember, we had practiced this several times by then.

At the restaurant I would circle his wrists with my fingers. I'd look him squarely in the eyes and quietly say, "I've just locked invisible handcuffs on your wrists." He would fade into a mild trance, but he was awake and aware.

I continued, "Though no one can see them, they are there and only I have the key to unlock them." We would proceed with the meal and his hands stayed close together as if he were cuffed. Usually I didn't "unlock" him to we got home. Once we got into a conversation with some friends while he was still bound by the "Invisible Handcuffs". He was greatly embarrassed but nothing came of it.

I love David very much, but how much more I love having him in my power! What a turn on! I think I understand Greta very well, now.

I've since installed one more post hypnotic suggestion/trigger. This is for your enjoyment as well as mine. It's taken a great deal of reinforcement but I believe I've got it working smoothly now. I can't wait for you to try it out! Here's how it works.

A woman (it has to be a woman), starts by saying, "Bring me the handcuffs."

David slips into a mild trance, gets the handcuffs and key and presents them to the woman (I'm thinking of possibly having him fall to his knees at this point and ask, "How may I serve you?" What do you think?).He's compelled to obey, just like using the VOICE.

As I do the next step, I say the following, "Any woman locking you in handcuffs will immediately send you into a deep hypnotic trance. You will carry out all her orders and wishes until she unlocks the cuffs." I then handcuff him.

He goes into deep trance, so deep that he doesn't remember anything that happens unless you tell him to remember! He will be compelled to do almost anything you want from sex to washing the dishes. While are a few things he won't do (and I'll tell you what to avoid), for all intents, he is in your power!

When I unlock and remove the cuffs, he reverts to his normal self.

As you can see, I've anchored all these activities to his Greta/handcuff experience. I think the connection is so strong that my hypnotic suggestions could control him for many, many years.

I'm mailing this journal/letter to you today. You should receive it a couple of days before you leave Boston to come here. I can't wait to share my experiences with you and teach you all I know about how to entrance and control a lover. It's all such a turn-on!

Your Sister

Katrina