Hypnosis Cures What Ails Her

"...Relaxed..."

"Good girl. Now for the next hour whenever I clap my hands you're going to feel a surge of energy like a rush of adrenaline. Whenever I say the words 'Cool Down' you'll feel refreshed like you just took a break. Whenever I say 'Push it' you'll get a second wind. Understand?"

"... Yes Daddy..."

"Good girl, now three, two, one, awake." I snapped my finger and Cassie jolted awake, ready to go get her practice in. After signing in, stowing our bags in the lockers and a quick warm up Cassie hit the track where I ran her through her drills.

An hour later and Cassie was practically leaping with joy. "HOLY SHIT! I can't believe I took 5 whole seconds off my 100 meter! That's *insane*!" Cassie threw her arms around my neck and kissed my cheek. "We need to do this every time I train. I'm not kidding."

I chuckled and returned the kiss. "Glad it worked. Now how about you go do your stretches and whatever. I'm going to get in a quick workout and then I believe you promised me a sauna?"

Cassie bit her lip and winked. "Will do. Enjoy your workout Dad. I'm going to go reserve the sauna at the front desk." I hit the circuit machines for a bit before Cassie bounced back over to tell me where the sauna was and that she was going to do some yoga before she showered. A good sweat later and I made my way through a quick shower before wrapping a towel around my waist and hopping in the steam room. I had just managed to sit down on the bench when I heard the door swing open. My daughter stood in the doorway in nothing but flip flops and a towel with a second tucked under her arm. "Hey old man. Mind if I join you?" Cassie said with a smirk.

"Get in here and close the door, you're letting the heat out dammit." Cassie giggled and quickly closed the door behind her. Cassie began to say something but I cut her off. "Nuh uh. No talking in the sauna. Just relax and enjoy it." Cassie giggled slightly at the word "relax" but kept quiet. Silently she put the second towel down on a nearby bench and stretched out on it to lay down, letting her eyes drift closed as the heat worked through her body.

We sat alone in silence for several minutes as I let the steam drain away my cares. I let my eyes drift closed. I was dimly aware of Cassie shifting a few times before turning over and laying face down on the bench. She propped herself up on her elbows before whispering. "Hey, mind if I get more comfortable?"

"Suit yourself." I heard Cassie shifting again and opened my eyes slightly only to realize with a start exactly what she meant by "get more comfortable". My daughter laid on the nearby bench, face down, her head was less than two feet from my leg, resting on a rolled up towel that had previously been wrapped around her body. Naked as the day she was born I couldn't help but admire the toned perfection of her legs. I had seen her in her underwear before or in bathing suits, but knowing that there was nothing but steam between me and the smooth skin of her thighs, the gentle curve of her ass and the beads of sweat dripping down her back. My breath caught in my throat as I tried in vain to dismiss the thoughts running through my head. I felt the blood rushing to my cock but as my eyes raked over Cassie's body I could do nothing to stop the inevitable.

Suddenly Cassie raised her head to look up at me. "Hey could you-" she trailed off as she found herself staring at an undeniable tent in the towel draped over my waist. She froze, slack jawed for a heartbeat before her brain caught up with her. Cassie sat bolt upright giving me a brief flash of her naked breasts before she quickly snatched the towel and wrapped it back around her. "SORRY! I'm- um- I didn't mean to... Uhhh... Sorry." Cassie shielded her eyes with her hand and turned away as her face flushed a deep red.

I cleared my throat. "No, no, It's OK. Let's uh... I think I've had enough steam anyway. I'm gonna go shower off and... Ummm... Lunch?"

Cassie, still not looking in my direction, nodded rapidly. "Mmhmm. Yeah, sounds good. Meet you at the entrance."

I practically ran to the showers and blasted myself with cold water doing my damndest to wash away the guilt and shame I felt. I had just gotten an erection while looking at my daughter. Worse yet, she had seen it. There was no denying what had happened, or what I was looking at when it had happened. Still though, as I let the cold water wash over me, I couldn't shake the images from my head. Thankfully the shower did the job and my cock finally deflated. Shutting off the water I went to my locker and quickly got dressed.

As I got back to the entrance of the gym I saw Cassie waiting. When she caught sight of me she smiled warmly, the whole event in the sauna apparently forgotten. As we made our way to the car she held up her phone with some restaurant listings on it. "Sooo... Since I'm buying, I was thinking tacos for lunch. There's a place down the street."

I slid into the driver's seat. "Does that place have a drive through?" Cassie nodded sheepishly. "Then we're going somewhere else and I'm buying. Tacos are fine though." We eventually found a taco truck nearby and made our way to that. It always mystified me that tacos from a truck could be so much better than from a fast-food restaurant, but it was a universal truth that if you had your choice, you should always pick the restaurant on wheels. With food acquired we sat back in the car. I was about to dig into my meal when a wave of guilt washed over me and I knew we would need to talk. "About what happened... in the sauna."

Cassie looked up from the freshly unwrapped food in her lap. She turned to me and smiled brightly. "Seriously Dad. It's fine. I wasn't expecting it, and maybe I overreacted, but it's fine." She took a deep breath and sighed. "You're a guy, it happens. I'm betting it's not the first time you've gotten an embarrassing boner."

We both laughed at the word boner and I let out the breath I didn't realize I was holding in. "It's definitely not. I just didn't want you to feel uncomfortable about the whole situation. And I wanted the chance to apologize for... looking..."

Cassie looked away but her smile didn't fade. "It's OK. You've got nothing to apologize for. I know it's been a while. You haven't dated since mom died and..." she took a deep breath. "and I know I look a lot like her." Cassie looked back up at me and winked. "There's no harm in looking. Besides, you're not the only one who got an eyeful."

It was my turn to blush as I shifted in my seat. I quickly regained my composure and shot back a cocky grin. "Fair enough. I'm still going to try not to perv on my own daughter though." Cassie chuckled and rolled her eyes. "OK, enough of that. Let's eat while it's still hot."

We ate our tacos and drove home while chatting about her classes and an upcoming track meet. By the time we were home the incident at the sauna had been entirely forgotten. I went off to my office to put in a few hours catching up before Monday rolled around while Cassie went off to her room to talk to her friends. A few hours later I got a knock at my door.

"Hey Dad, got a question for you." I turned my chair to face her and Cassie was not meeting my eyes. "About the hypnosis... I was talking with Ash about it and she said that it sounded really hot. Like it would be great for... sex." The color drained from my face and I felt my legs turn to jelly, but thankfully I was already seated so I managed to not let it show. "I said that she was being gross and that it was my dad she was talking about, but she kept going. She said that just, like, the concept of being able to feel anything like that would be... I'm not going to say what she said, but I'll just say interesting." Cassie took a deep breath and managed to look at me for a second before she looked away again. "It got me curious... Did... Did you and mom ever... y'know?"

I stayed silent for too long, struggling to find the words. Cassie noticed the silence and looked at me, a mix of anticipation and apprehension on her face. I finally narrowed down everything I wanted to say and met her gaze. "I don't want to lie to you, but I also don't want to be too... specific. So, I'm just going to say yes. We did, um, incorporate hypnosis into our, uhh, bedroom activities from time to time."

Cassie chewed her lip and her eyes darted around the room. "How... How did... I have so many questions. I don't even know where to start." Cassie sat on the edge of the bed and breathed deeply. She started to speak several times but kept stopping herself before she finally shook her head, licked her lips and looked back at me. "Did you ever make Mom do something she didn't want to do?"

I practically rocked back in my chair, not expecting that question at all. "NO! NO! God no. Your mom was... strong willed is an understatement. Hypnotic suggestion can only make someone do something they already want to do. There were several times when I would make a suggestion and she would just laugh in my face. For the most part I knew what she wanted and just helped to remove some mental barriers so she could enjoy it better, but I don't think there's any force in the world that could make Cait do something against her will."

Cassie let out a deep breath and her shoulders relaxed. "I- I don't even know why I was worried about that. I guess Ash just got in my head and, well, if I'm being honest ever since we started doing this I've been feeling kinda weird about it."

I got up and sat next to my daughter on the bed, not reaching out to her yet, but being nearby in case she needed that support. "How so? Want to talk about it?"

Cassie nudged me with her shoulder but didn't reach out. "I dunno. Like I feel something I haven't felt before and I don't know if it was always there or if it's something new. I guess I was just scared that I was changing, and the thought that someone else might be controlling it scared me." Cassie leaned into me and I wrapped my arm around her. "I trust you. I don't think you'd do anything to hurt me, even unintentionally, but it spooked me y'know? Up until yesterday I didn't even believe in hypnosis, now I've seen it, I've *felt* it, and it's a lot to take in at once."

I rubbed Cassie's shoulder and squeezed her lightly. She responded by turning into me and wrapping her arms around my waist. "It's OK Cass. I didn't mean to upset you, and I'll answer any questions you want. Even if it's something that might be uncomfortable, like about your mother and me. We don't have to do any more hypnosis if you don't want. It was just something fun that I happened to be experienced with."

Cassie sat up and wiped a tear from her eye. "No, we don't need to stop. I mean, so far it's felt good, and it works *really* good with my track times so I definitely don't want to stop." Cassie sighed. "I don't know what questions I'll have about you and mom. If any. If I do though, promise to tell me the truth?"

I squeezed her knee. "Absolutely. Just ask any time. Oh and one other thing. Talking with Ash is one thing, I know you two are close, but the whole hypnosis thing might be hard to explain. And if her mind immediately went in that direction someone else could as well and they might get the wrong impression about what you and I have been doing. Could you... keep it between us?"

Cassie hugged me again and kissed my cheek. "No problem, it'll be our secret. And Thanks Dad. I'll hold you to that." My daughter went back to her room, leaving me sitting on my bed, wondering just what sort of questions I'd need to answer about her mother and our sex life. My thoughts again went back to the hidden gallery on my hard drive. The hundreds of pictures and videos of our escapades over the years. With those memories mingling with the fresh images in my mind of my naked daughter in the sauna I felt my heart start to race as fresh fantasies raced through my head.

Taking a deep breath I felt my urges win out over my guilt and I finally got up from my bed, locked my door, and opened the hidden gallery again. Giving in to the fantasies I unzipped my jeans and stroked myself slowly as I scrolled through images of Cait letting my mind run wild as I imagined Cassie in those positions instead. I found myself getting harder and my heart pounding in my chest as I pictured my daughter taking my cock deep in her throat or rubbing it against her slit. As the images progressed through the years I watched Cait get more extreme, more depraved.

One particular set came up that I paused on. That was the night that Cait had hidden and watched while I fucked her sister Anne. Cait was older then, by this point Cassie was already a teenager so we had to be careful with our activities, but Cassie had gone to a sleepover and Cait had been subtly convincing her single sister to make a pass at me for months and didn't want to miss the opportunity. I had invited Anne over for dinner saying that I had the house to myself and could use some company. I gave Cait the camera and cut a hole in the closet beforehand so she could watch and record. I didn't realize it at the time but while she did get pictures and video of me fucking Anne senseless in every hole on offer she had also turned the camera on herself that night while she stuffed herself with a genuinely massive dildo. I flipped back and forth between images of Anne, her breasts bouncing with her heels on my shoulders as I stood at the edge of the bed pounding into her, and images of Cait, her pussy stretched lewdly around the silicone cock.

My cock rock hard and pulsing with need as I stroked myself faster, I clicked through and saw the next image was video of Cait inside the closet. Cautiously I plugged in my headphones and hit play. In the background you could hear Anne's voice muffled by a pillow, but definitely screaming with pleasure. The camera panned over Cait's body from the sopping wet pussy up to her panting lips. In a hoarse whisper Cait spoke to the camera. "Oh god baby I'm watching you fuck her and I love it. Can you hear how much I love it?" The camera panned back down to a close up of her pussy as she shoved the dildo in roughly. It was almost drowned out in the background moans, but I could definitely hear the squelching noises of her sodden cunt being abused. She quickly panned back up to whisper more obscenities into the camera. "I hope you watch this later. I hope you know how much I love you. I want you to know how hot this makes me. God I want to be in there with you, fucking my slutty little sister with you, but this..." She turned the camera again to show through the hole me grabbing Anne's hair, yanking her head back and letting her screams fill the whole house. The camera whipped back around to show Cait burying the dildo in her pussy up to the hilt before trembling in orgasm as she bit her lip hard to keep from screaming out. "This is good too." I watched intently as the camera showed Cait's face in closeup as she came a second time. Closing her eyes she groaned quietly and managed another low whisper. "Fuck her for me!"

I know she was talking about Anne. That didn't matter. Right then, at that moment, it felt like Cait was talking about Cassie. The thought that my wife was not only giving me permission, but encouragement, to fuck our daughter was all it took to send me over the edge. I just barely managed to grab a tissue as I felt the cum race down my shaft. Stream after stream shot from my enclosed cockhead into the disposable fabric turning the sheet into a soggy mess before I tossed it into the wastebasket.

Another fresh wave of euphoria washed over me as I caught my breath. I removed my headphones and closed out the video and gallery. I was somewhat grateful that when the inevitable guilt came to me, that it was lessened this time around. Obviously with a freshly cleared head I rationally knew that my fantasy about Cassie was just that: a fantasy. Cait and Cassie were remarkably similar, but they were still different people and to abuse Cassie's trust or try to make those fantasies a reality would be unforgiveable. But still. Like Cassie had said earlier "There's no harm in looking". Maybe, I rationalized to myself, there was no harm in fantasies.

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Chapter 3

Over the next few weeks I was extremely grateful that Cassie's questions about Cait and I's hypnosis sessions and sex life were relatively easy to answer. She mostly just wanted to know what sort of things were possible, or how we would incorporate hypnosis into a relatively normal act. Admittedly had she asked about Cait and I's sex life before all this started, I probably would have stammered and dodged the question. But for some reason after everything that'd happened I felt more comfortable discussing it with her. It definitely helped that Cassie approached the whole thing with a sense of genuine curiosity and excitement.

There was an awkward moment at one point when she admitted that it sounded like fun and I, trying to make things less awkward and failing miserably said "Well no offense, but I'm not going to teach your boyfriend how to do that." Cassie blushed furiously as though only just remembering who exactly she was talking to and mumbled that she didn't even have a boyfriend anyway.

As for our own hypnosis sessions, those were primarily to her training regimen. I had to admit that with the psychologically boosted performance she was posting new best times with almost every training session and in only a few weeks she had gone from a hard working, third place to a star athlete. Thankfully the results from the gym were carrying over from our private sessions to her training at school. It was also convenient that with the regular hypnosis we no longer needed to do the full 10 count before each session and could instead do a quicker 3. With the first big meet of the year coming up Cassie was pushing harder than ever and we were spending nearly every day finding ways to improve.

By the time of the county finals Cassie was a bouncing ball of nervous energy. And she had a plan. "Alright, hear me out. I always post my best times at the gym when I'm in the hypno-zone. I'm still way better than I used to be without it, but I can't match the time on the field that I hit in the gym. So here's my idea: Hypnotize me *at* the meet right before I go to the locker room and then find a way to yell the keyword from the stands."

I thought silently about it for a long moment. "This feels like cheating."

Cassie huffed and rolled her eyes. "It's not drugs dad, it's just an edge. I'm sure if the other girls knew about it they'd be doing it too. Hell I'm sure half those bitches are already on something anyway. Dad, c'mon. There's going to be scouts there. I could get a scholarship. I've heard some girls get recruited for the Olympic teams straight out of high school."

I sighed and nodded. "Alright. You make a good point. I'll think about how we can do that while you're on the track. I don't know if we'll be able to do it on every event without someone noticing though. Which event do you think you'll need the biggest boost with?"

"Hurdles. No question."

"OK. I'll make a plan. You focus on training."

The day of the county finals we nervously found a private corner near the locker room and I quickly put Cassie into her trance. "How do you feel?"

"...Relaxed..."

"Good girl. Now, I'll be in the stands but when you hear me yell 'Hit it Cass' you're going to get a burst of energy flow through you. Understand?"

"...Yes Daddy..."

"Good girl. Now, three, two, one, awake." I snapped my fingers and like usual she shot awake. Cassie jumped to her feet, kissed my cheek and ran off to the locker room to check in with her coach.

A short time later I ran into her coach, a middle-aged man with an unfortunate mustache, "You're Cass' dad right?" I said yes and shook his hand. "Your girl's been a real beast out there lately. Says you're doing extra training at home." I chuckled and beamed with pride. "Well if she keeps posting times like that I might have to get some pointers from you." I shrugged noncommittally and indicated that I was heading to the stands, wondering how I would explain that I was routinely hypnotizing my daughter.