Diary of a Hypnotist Ch. 12: Greek Goddess

You can see it, you must see it, see how it is wrapped in bright, crystalline clouds, floating as if on an eternal sea, Olympus."

I stop here for a few seconds to let history permeate their minds and coalesce into something real, something tangible.

"If you think you can meet this goddess simply because I am her priest, you are wrong. To commune with such a wonderful spirit, you must reconcile love and wisdom.

Even though she is wisdom and love made manifest, that does not mean she ceases to be a goddess. And as a goddess she will not acquiesce to someone who questions her will. In order to rise into the skies of Olympus and not suffer the wrath of the goddess, you must rid yourself of that heavy will you still possess."

Another pause as I stretch my arms over my head.

"Do not believe that because she is a goddess, she is too aloof to share her will. The human will is heavy, while the divine will is light as the wind. Human will is like iron and remains planted on the ground.

The divine will is infinite and powerful, but you must detach yourself from your heavy, human will, if only for a moment, to be able to experience the goddess. To experience the greatest love and wisdom in measures beyond imagining. Love, so much love. Wisdom and love.

Everything a human needs to be fulfilled in life."

I return to my normal tone:

"You can already feel the goddess flow through and around you, like a liquid, a smell, a moment lost in time. You are rising up the mountain, approaching the goddess, slowly losing that weight, that enormous weight of will. How do you feel? What do you observe? Is not Olympus beautiful?"

"It is." Emily answered.

"The mountain is covered in gold and silver. -Kathe adds, her thick hair waving."

"And the birds? What color are they?"

"Red, blue and yellow."

"Very well, you must speak, express what you feel, to be one mind, one spirit and one body. A single being, a perfect essence, light, soft, without will, ready to receive all the love and all the wisdom. Beyond the human. Beyond time and space."

I let them talk between themselves, completing this new fictional world for each other. They spent about ten minutes more than I had estimated. At this point, they had stopped talking, describing. With hands together and chins on breasts, they whispered to themselves in inaudible volumes.

"Wow, that's amazing! They really are in a trance. -Alexa said, pinching her friend Emily's cheek."

"Quite so. Which means we can have some fun before the last therapy session with Clara."

"Huh?"

"Haha, you still have not noticed." I remove the mask.

"Doctor! I didn't know that you ..."

"'Pinocho Girl'. Good girl."

I gently took her chin and moved her head back, then spilled some beer from her mouth down her front, soaking her clothes. I put the mask back on and we left the bar. We went around the block, entered my car. I drove a few kilometers to a vacant lot, which remained so at that dark hour, but could from time to time play host to couples wanting to express their "affection".

Being in a safer place now, I hastened to order my slave to undress. And so, while she remained in that state of semi-consciousness, I cleaned the beer from her wet skin with my tongue, savouring the taste. Her huge tits, her flat stomach, her firm and juicy legs. Lying back against the back chair of the car. Absorbed in her mental world. Finally I woke her up:

"How? ... Why am I here?"

She only remembered falling into a trance for an unknown magician.

"Alexandra Spencer. I am the one who will be asking the questions now. You are under the influence of the drug F.U.C.K. 85, a powerful military drug, which affects the limbic system. I will ask you personal questions, if you answer honestly, you will not suffer the humiliating effects of the drug."

"As if!? How do you know my name? I assure you that someone will come for me, my friends."

"Your friends were the first to be treated. What is the pin number for your credit card?"

"I refuse, I refuse to give information to a kidnapper."

"You leave me no other option then."

I insert my middle and ring finger into her pussy, pumping hard inside her.

" No ... uamn ... Ahag ... mmn ... gg ..."

"The sexual stimulus will make you confess the truth."

"... mm..no ... nah..ahha ... .7214 ..."

"Perfect. The truth is liberating."

I take my fingers out of her wet hole to massage her outer lips with circular movements.

"Please ... for ... I'm ready ... I shouldn't ... I'm ready .."

"You are about to come."

And she came hard in my hand, shaking her hips, eager for a cock in her belly.

"You are reacting wonderfully to the F.U.C.K. 85. I shall continue with the questions, and you must answer honestly this time. If I continue to stimulate you, some of the effects could become irreversible. What is the password of your main email account?"

"No ... My will is stronger, I will resist, I swear that ... Oh ... Uhmmn ... AH"

My left hand was still in her pussy, while my right hand pinched her nipples.

" .. Eagles@16... my password is ... Eagles @ 16 ..."

"Good girl ... tell me some other secret ..."

She let go of all her personal information, even the method by which she chose a pair of panties to wear on any given day.

"I have sex with my therapist. Neither my girlfriend, nor my friends know ... and .."

"That last bit is something that you should not have said." I remove the mask.

"Doctor! Why are you doing this to me?"

"I wanted to prove how much resistance to interrogation a slave has, that she can wall off the affairs of her master." I loosen my belt. "You failed, but after a good fuck, you will never fail again. A secret is a secret, Alexa."

I lowered my pants and before she could answer me, I slid my cock into her pussy. Her labia parted willingly at the prospect of carnal pleasure.

I pushed into her as if it were the last day of my existence. A secondary consequence of being a hypnotist and creating fantasies for others is that without realizing you can end up immersing yourself in the life of your character.

"Do you know who I am?"

"Yes..Umn .."

I push deeper inside her.

"Do you know who I am?"

"mmn..aAh ... I think ... I think so."

I slam into her with much more power than before. Then I slow down to let her respond.

"Do you know who I am?"

"No..mn..lo ... I don't know."

"You cannot know."

"I cannot know it."

I bring my cock to her face and admire those glazed, lost eyes. And she sucks me magnificently. I can feel myself in her throat. She sleeps, while I ponder methods to adjust her memory. What bad luck for me had another hypnotist been able to extract that information from her. Although there was probably no immediate danger of being hunted down, I still had to remain cautious.

I ordered her to put on new clothes. A white shirt, cut to the chest. A violet skirt, that with some difficulty just barely managed to cover her crotch. And a pair of short, Mickey Mouse pattern stockings.

We went back to the bar, I had my arm around her hip and she was smiling foolishly for no apparent reason. Almost all the people in the bar had been hypnotized, so the few who were not put into a trance were going with the flow and did not question the strangeness of the situation beyond a mild look of curiosity.

Kathe and Emily remained immersed in trance, 'climbing Olympus'.

"Now you are one mind. One spirit. A unique body .. You will open your eyes very slowly. There is no longer Emily or Kathe. The person in front of you, is the personification of yourself."

They looked at each other oddly.

"This is a message from the goddess of love, let go of your hands, release your bonds. Join your mouths as a single body."

Immediately they crawled onto the table, fighting with their tongues, fiddling with their wet lips. Expressing love for their femininity, for each other. Sanctifying their union in purest way possible.

"The love, the sex, the heat. Friends can share a single body. The goddess of wisdom makes it known that everything you feel is completely natural. There is no need to worry, consequences can wait for another day. The goddess will count to ten, and you will wake up seeing her alone, submitting to her will. She will bestow upon you the greatest love and the greatest wisdom."

Alexa was masturbating, for her this was just a lucid dream. I whispered in her ear:

"Begin to count and have a happy evening, Alexandra."

* * *

Between sobs I managed to tease out what was troubling Alexa and why she had called. She had never gone home with with another girl who was not Clara. And she felt empty.

"Doctor, I do not know, I do not know if it is appropriate to see Clara again. Maybe we should give it more time."

"Pinocho Girl."

"I listen and obey, Master."

"What are the names of your friends?"

"Kathe and Emily."

And that's how the affair ended. I'd like to think that my decision was the right one. Alexa deserved a new experience, although for her it would remain just a dream.

Rocío is making me a detailed list of her friends and family. Laura's birthday is coming, and very special gifts require careful preparation.

A special gift that she will enjoy with her whole being.