Hypnotic

My lips slide up his neck and over his chin. Once his mouth is covered he has difficulty explaining what happens but he thinks that my final swallow is fast. A pink fold of my skin covers his eyes and closes above his head. He feels as if he is being squeezed through a long soft tunnel which is pulsating around him, pushing him through with slow deliberate contractions.

Then he emerges into my womb. There he is held softly but firmly within a warm rose tinted cave. He cannot move at all because my womb is stretched so tightly around him but he feels safe, protected, loved, sustained. All he can hear is my heart beat. That sound is calming and soothes him to a dreamless sleep."

"And that happens in a couple of seconds?"

"Yes, Ruby. It is as fast as I can now make myself "pregnant". A few seconds at most yet that is what he feels. When he is inside, just before he falls asleep, he has the memory of everything and he is sexually sated. He has had a wonderful session of lovemaking and now he is resting, not just in my arms but wholly contained in my love."

"I can understand why he lets you do it to him. To get that sort of feeling in a few seconds must be marvellous. Much better than a cigarette, and free. Although he comes to you when he wants to I'm still worried about you doing it to him without his consent."

"I know, I'm worried too. But it is such a blessing sometimes. If he is ratty, tired, irritable - in a few seconds I can change him into a blissfully satisfied lover who regards me almost as a Goddess. It is so tempting. Even when I am annoyed or irritable, doing that to him changes my mood too. I can look for comfort by becoming "pregnant" but if I just wrap him in my skirt I don't have the unpleasant experiences of pregnancy but I do have a husband who will do anything for me and loves me unconditionally. It isn't the feeling of power that excites me, it is being loved by him so strongly. It is addictive for both of us.

For example, one evening he came home late after attending a conference. It hadn't gone well and he was tired and frustrated by the lost opportunities. He was so tired that he couldn't sleep, neither could I because he was tossing and turning so much. Eventually he asked me to "unbirth" him. That apparently is the term for this fantasy. I climbed out of bed and retrieved my skirt. I pulled it down over his head and held his wrapped head against my breasts. He was asleep in seconds. A couple of minutes later I was as well.

I woke up the next morning still hugging him tangled in my skirt. I uncovered him but it took me about half an hour to wake him up. It was fortunate that it was a Saturday morning. When he finally came to he wanted to make love to me. We did and it was one of the best sessions we'd ever had. At the end he was lying with my arm around him and with his head snuggled on my shoulder. I wanted to show just how much I loved him so I covered him with my skirt again. That was a mistake. He went back to sleep at once. It was well past noon before he woke up again.

He was totally rested and had written off the bad experience of the conference. He felt full of energy. After a afternoon of catching up on various do-it-yourself jobs around the house he persuaded me to go out for the evening. We went to a night-club and danced until the early hours. Both of us were so full of energy that we were on the dance floor most of the time.

When we finally got to bed I wrapped him again. This time he hadn't asked. I just did it. He and I slept well but he told me the next morning that he'd wanted to talk about the "unbirthing". It would have been a good time for a discussion because we were both very happy. I hadn't given him the chance. Almost as soon as he was in bed I'd whipped my skirt over him and he was gone. We talked that Sunday morning but we weren't in the right mood. Eventually he got so agitated that I "skirted" him again in self-defence. I knew that was wrong but he was so upset I didn't want him to be hurt any more. When he was himself again I apologised. That led to a more productive discussion."

"You needed to apologise. You were overwhelming him."

"I know. That is what we discussed. He was frustrated because he couldn't do anything about self-hypnosis. I had to do it to him. He was feeling less and less in control of himself and more like my victim. He enjoyed the sensations but he was beginning to resent my irresistible power over him. We agreed that I would not "unbirth" him unless he asked me on each occasion. For a few weeks that worked but ..."

"What happened?"

"Lack of understanding between us. I would wait, even if I had to bite my tongue to stop shouting at him, until he asked. For a while he started smoking again. So did I. We have stopped again now but I'm not sure it can last. He was missing the intimacy and, yes, he actually admitted it, his total surrender to me. Asking me took some of the excitement from it. He had to screw himself up to ask. He didn't want to ask until he HAD to. Then he was in the wrong mood. By that time I was as well because I could see that he needed me but he was reluctant to admit it and surrender."

"I can understand his feelings, Pearl. What you do to him means that he surrenders totally. There are no half-measures for him. Once you "unbirth" him, you control everything. You make him completely helpless. It is a form of bondage. He might feel less threatened if you tied him up as part of foreplay. At least then you wouldn't control his thoughts even if you had gagged and blindfolded him. It is usual in bondage games to have a signal that the "victim" has had enough. Neil doesn't have any way out. Once he surrenders to you he has no chance to reconsider."

"That is why I need your advice and help, Ruby. I want to involve you in our discussions. I have talked to Neil about it. He was reluctant but he recognises our need to get advice from someone who isn't involved. He is willing for it to be you. He trusts you nearly as much as he trusts me and that is saying a lot. If you hadn't been engaged when Neil and I met, I'm not sure which sister he would have chosen."

"He has never said anything to me. He has never tried to chat me up or treated me as anything but his wife's sister."

"I know, Ruby. He is honest. He chose me and is perfectly happy with me except for this hypnosis thing. Even though he likes you he wouldn't do anything about it. You are my sister and therefore his relation as well as mine. I know that he wouldn't have an affair with his sister-in-law, or anybody. But if he was the type to have an affair, I know that you would be his first and probably only choice."

"I'm flattered, Pearl, but how then is he prepared to trust me with something as important as this?"

"Because he loves you. Not as he loves me, but he appreciates you and trusts you. He thinks that you would be fair to him, and to me, and would help both of us."

"Wow! He is giving me a massive vote of confidence, isn't he?"

"Yes. So am I. We trust you to do your best for us."

"OK. But I think we ought to wait for Neil until we explore things further. I would like to hear his side as well."

"That's OK with me, Pearl. Just one thing. Don't get upset about it. Neil and I discussed it at length. We want YOU to try to do to him what I can do."

"What! You want me to "unbirth" your husband?"

"No, Ruby. WE want you to try to do it. It will be BOTH of us asking. If you can do it, he will break the idea that only I can control him. If he is as responsive to you as he is to me, then we three can explore ways to give him back control of himself. Can you consider it at least?"

"Yes, Pearl, if that is what BOTH of you want, I'll do more than consider it, I'll DO it."

"Thank you, Ruby. In that case, when Neil comes back you should be wearing one of my "batgirl" dresses. Those dresses work on him but if his head is uncovered he is still aware and able to talk."

"I suppose so. Am I going to take him inside the dress with me?"

"Probably not. It should work just by wrapping him in the "bat wings"."

"Just in case I need to go further, I'll wear a pantie girdle underneath a leotard inside your dress. I don't want to end up carrying your husband's baby. There are limits even to what I'll do for my little sister."

"He wouldn't!"

"Wouldn't he? He is totally beyond his own control. You admit that he fancies me. Once he is naked, inside the dress next to my skin, who knows what he might do? I'd rather be armoured around my lower regions. I don't mind giving him a cuddle and a bit of tit, but he isn't going to get any more."

I laughed.

"What is so funny?" Ruby asked.

"The idea of you giving Neil "a bit of tit". You used to give you boyfriends more than a "bit". They commented that you swamped them with tit. You have got as much tit as I have. Once you start "titting" you don't stop until he is gasping for breath. Neither do I."

"I do enjoy "titting" someone helpless, I admit. Hang on. What was that about my boyfriends making comments? You didn't tell me at the time."

"No, Ruby, I didn't. When your boyfriends were waiting for you to get ready, most of them talked to your "little" sister. Some of them thought that they could tell me things that they wouldn't say to your face, and I would pass them on. The comments I was meant to pass on, I never did. If they couldn't tell you, why should I? Some of them treated me like a piece of furniture, or even worse as a "little girl". The best of them treated me as an independent person. You married one of the last group. I would have been surprised if you hadn't. Think about it. How did Neil treat you?"

"He spoke to me as if I was a friend, someone he was interested in, someone he enjoyed talking to. When you came, he always finished the conversation he was having with me, and said goodbye as if he meant it. I see what you mean. Some of your boyfriends came close to that, but when you appeared they dropped me like a hot potato. Neil never did."

"Exactly. That is why I never passed on the "comments". Boys who thought that I could be their messenger were not thinking of me as a person. Usually they weren't thinking of you as one either. They didn't last long. But there is something else. Why have you got a leotard with you when you are going to a management course? Is there a course, or is there something you haven't told me?"

Ruby giggled. "Nothing like that, Pearl. The course is being held in a hotel with a gym and a swimming pool. I brought the leotard and a swimming costume so that I can use the hotel's facilities to the full. This particular course isn't going to be very demanding of my time. I'm going to be lecturing at a few sessions, not a student. I should have plenty of time to enjoy the facilities."

"OK. Next question. Why a pantie girdle? You don't need to wear one."

"Normally, no. But I have brought a slinky little black dress for the evenings. It is very tightly fitting and the pantie girdle stops any hint of bulge. I know I haven't got one, but that dress is just a bit too small. I like the dress. I should have bought a larger size but they only had the one dress. With a pantie girdle I can get away with it for a few hours. Any longer and I'd couldn't hold myself in. It is a shame but the dress is great. The girdle has short legs covering any visible panty line."

We started talking about clothes. Ruby and I compared wardrobes. We can wear each other's clothes but our tastes are slightly different. We had a wonderful time in the bedroom trying on my clothes she hadn't seen before. I tried her "slinky little black dress". I agree that it suits both of us but neither of us could wear it for long. The time passed quickly and we didn't talk about Neil and our problems. We just enjoyed being sisters.

*****

Neil was due to arrive about 5 pm. Just before then, Ruby got ready with pantie girdle, leotard and one of my "batgirl" dresses. If nothing else, that should give Neil a hint that we sisters had been talking.

When he arrived I met him with a hug. Then Ruby hugged him too. He peered quizzically at me. Ruby's batwings had wrapped him so completely that all that was visible was his head. Ruby is nearly a head taller than him so he could only just see over her shoulder.

"Hello Ruby" he said "This is an unexpectedly warm welcome."

"It is, isn't it, Neil," Ruby replied, still keeping him well wrapped, "Come and sit down with me."

Poor Neil! He didn't have much choice. I retrieved his briefcase from within Ruby's enveloping wings before she swept him off to the settee.

"I'll go and make us some tea," I said, walking towards the kitchen, "Back soon."

"Now, Neil," I heard Ruby say "do you want to talk about it to me, just the two of us, or would you like Pearl here as well."

I waited just outside the door to hear Neil's reply.

"If you don't mind, Ruby, I'd like Pearl to be present."

I left and went to the kitchen to make the tea. The rest of their conversation Pearl told me later:

"Why, Neil? Are you scared to be alone with me?"

Neil paused before replying. He had sat next to her on the settee, close enough, but not wrapped.

"Yes, perhaps, Ruby. Pearl is a strong minded person but I think you are even more so. I don't want to find myself completely dominated by both sisters. I want a solution, not another problem."

"Do you find me attractive? Is that part of your concern?"

"Yes Ruby. You aren't Pearl, yet you two are alike in some ways. I couldn't love Pearl the way I do without being a little bit in love with you as well."

"Then we will wait for her to return. She can defend you from your dominating sister-in-law, can't she?"

Ruby told me that her last statement really affected Neil. He was visibly upset by it. She thought that he was about to burst into tears. Instinctively she grabbed him and hugged him.

"What's wrong, Neil. What did I say?"

He pulled himself together and pecked her cheek.

"I don't want to have to rely on Pearl to "defend" me. I want to be able to "defend" myself, and her as well. It is silly but I suppose it is the male chauvinist pig in me. I think that I should be protecting my wife, not being protected by her."

"I'm no threat to you. The only protection you need now is protection from her. Isn't that true, Neil?"

"Yes" he whispered so softly that Ruby barely heard it.

"We'll wait for Pearl to return with the tea. Then we three will see what we can do to give you back your independence. Agreed?"

"Yes, Ruby, thank you."

Until I brought the tea in, they discussed Ruby's trip to London. While the kettle was boiling, I'd changed into another of my "batgirl" dresses. As I walked in with the tea Neil's face paled visibly when he saw what I was wearing. I sat down in an armchair facing them and poured the tea.

"Neil," Ruby started "you admitted earlier that you needed protection from Pearl. Is that true?"

That made me worried. Ruby was going straight to the point and with no holds barred.

"Yes." Neil said in a whisper. Then he repeated it louder "Yes, I need to be able to protect myself from Pearl."

"Do you agree, Pearl?" Ruby asked.

"Yes. He cannot resist me at all."

"Right. For the rest of this discussion I, Ruby, am going to protect Neil from Pearl. Neil - strip to your boxer shorts."

He did. Just like that. My sister said "do it" and he jumped to obey.

"Now, Neil, I am going to protect you so that Pearl cannot overwhelm you. But I am not going to do to you what Pearl does. It might seem like it but I'm not. You are going to crawl inside this dress with me, and poke your head out of the top zip which I will leave open. If you feel threatened by Ruby, all you have to do is pull your head inside my dress and she can't get at you. Do you follow that?"

"Yes Ruby. How will I know that you won't overwhelm me as she does once I start crawling inside your dress?"

"Because I tell you so. All you are going to do is share this dress with me. Nothing else. You will be inside a dress, that is ALL. Is that clear?"

"Yes."

"Then do it."

Ruby unzipped the bottom of the dress and pulled the top zip down revealing her low cut leotard. Neil crawled up inside her dress and his head came out below her chin. Ruby reached down and closed the lower zip. She lay back on the settee and positioned Neil's head with its back in her cleavage.

"OK so far, Neil?"

"Yes, Ruby. I am inside your dress leaning against you." Neil replied. I was amazed. I thought that he would have become Ruby's unborn baby long before his head came out.

"So you can do it with me. You are still your own man, even inside one of your wife's dresses. Now for the harder part. I want you to remember that this is just a dress. You are inside it with me, that is all."

"Yes, Ruby."

"Now I want you to rest back between my breasts and stay there while I pull the top zip up. You will still be just inside a dress. Ready?"

Neil looked worried but determined. He paused.

"Neil. I am trying to help you. So is Pearl. Neither of us is really a threat to you, are we? You trust us, don't you?"

"Yes" he said faintly.

With one hand Ruby pushed Neil's head deep into her cleavage. Her other hand closed the zip in a flashing movement. I gasped.

"Still there, Neil?" Ruby asked.

"Yes, Ruby" came the muffled reply.

"Next step then. Roll over and put your face in between my tits."

"Must I?" he asked.

"Yes" Ruby insisted. The dress heaved and wriggled. Ruby's arms crossed her chest and pulled Neil in. I could hear him panting for breath as he was breast-smothered.

"Nice tits, aren't they Neil?" Ruby eased off her pressure so that he could breathe.

"Yes, Ruby, they are wonderful breasts," he replied.

"Wouldn't you like to be as close to Pearl's tits as you now are to mine?"

"Yes, Ruby, but ..."

"No buts. You are going to get out of this dress, walk across the room and get into Pearl's dress. You are going to do that so you can get at her tits. Do it!"

"I can't."

"Yes you can. Do you want me to hold your hand while you do?"

Silence for a few moments then he whispered "Yes."

"OK Neil, I'll hold your hand. You don't need it but if it helps, you can hold my hand as you get into Pearl's dress. You will have to let go sometime because I am going to close the zip on her dress when you are inside. Understood?"

"Yes" came the faint reply.

"OK. I'm undoing the zip on my dress now. Out you come!"

Neil emerged from her dress. His face was showing his mixed feelings. He was pleased that he had got into Ruby's dress and out again. He was scared that he would lose himself as soon as started to get into my dress. He grasped Ruby's hand and they walked across to me. I unzipped the lower zip, and pulled down the upper zip.

"You CAN do it." I said forcefully.

He lowered his head and began to crawl in, still holding Ruby's hand. His head emerged from the top zip. He looked up at me and a weak smile crossed his face. I bent over and kissed his forehead.

"See. You can do it," Ruby said "I'm letting go of your hand and closing the bottom zip. Now!"

She pulled the bottom of my dress shut. Neil's head was still uncovered.

"There you are. You are inside her dress and still yourself. Now let her pull the top zip up while you count aloud to ten, slowly."

Ruby nodded at me. I pushed his head gently back and covered his face with the closing zip. He counted to ten and I pulled the zip down again.

"See. You can trust us. You can trust yourself. Now do it again, this time counting to thirty."

He did.

"Now, turn around and put your face between her breasts. You love them and they love you. Stay there as long as you can. If you feel yourself going just say "stop" and Pearl will unzip and pull your head out."

Neil turned round, nuzzled his face between my breasts and I closed the zip. Ruby and I waited expectantly. Then I felt his tongue tickling my nipple cautiously. It got bolder and started on the other nipple. Then his teeth nibbled gently before he opened his mouth and had a good suck. Ruby told me later that my expression was priceless. I was enjoying what Neil was doing but still not believing that he could.