All Comments on 'Hypnotized for Her Boss'

The boss needs to fuck her in front of her husband, maybe knock her up. Good hot and erotic story. Thanks

....what needs to happen is the husband needs to ask wifey why SHE thinks he slugged her boss,tell her the truth, tell her his feelings and then get real revenge on the boss.Make this a vengeance story instead of just another in an endless stream of jerk crap.Yeah, that's gonna happen.Sure.

is a fool. I read your stories all the time and feel that someone else wrote this. sorry

I general, i enjoy stories by bekeboss but this one was kind of half baked.

I remain your fan nevertheless.

This is how I would have ended it:

I have never liked my wife's boss, for one thing, he's arrogant, rude, and obnoxios, and I've always felt that he wanted to get into my wifes pants. As for Sara my wife, she doesn't see this and just thinks Mr. Johnson is the best boss ever. He let's her take off days when she wants, and never gets mad at her when she's late, and never yells at her, when she screw's up.

Well, you can imagine my thoughts when she told me he had invited us to dinner and a show downtown. In the interest of keeping peace in the family, I held my tongue and we showed up with smiles on both of our faces.

Through dinner, my presence was barely noticed as Sara and he talked shop most of the time. The after dinner show was a new hypnotist in town and Johnson, her boss, told us he was an old friend and he was trying to help him get his new act started. Before the show, Johnson took us backstage to introduce us to Morroco the Magnificent and even though his name sounded a little cheesy, he seemed like a nice guy. As show time, Sara and I headed for our table and her boss stayed to talk a little more with the hypnotist. When he came out to our table, and Richard had told us he had volunteered Sara and me to be hypnotized, and when I began to protest he told me to relax a person under the influence of hypnosis will not do anything against their will.

Morrocco proved he had better talent than his name would imply and the show was a hit. My wife and I were hypnotized successfully and although I have no Idea, what antics he put us through when he brought back out, the audience was clapping and cheering. Morroco told us on stage that in appreciation of our being such good sports he would buy us a bottle of champagne. It was delivered, our glasses filled, and as we clinked our glasses in a toast, After only one glass of champagne, I found myself very tipsy and I had a tough time even walking as we left the club. I could drink a six pack, and walk a straight line, why was one glass of wine having such a powerful effect. I heard Mr. Johnson's offer to let me and Sara that we could go to his nearby apartment to wait for me to sober up and then we could go home. I did not want to, but I could not refuse.

Once in his apartment he put me in a chair and I sat there in a drunken stupor. He went to my wife and as he looked her in the eye, he said something to her. I have no idea what he said but she suddenly became very receptive to his advances. When he kissed her, she returned his kisses with passion, and it was as if I was not even in the room as he took advantages of her. He slid the top of her gown off exposing her large bra and as she automatically reached around behind to unclasp it, he turned to me and gave me an contemptible smile.

Wait a minute, was I merely drunk or if was I in some kind of a trance. I sat there and watched this man romancing my wife and yet I seemed unable to do anything about it. I saw him kiss her very large and swollen breasts as she ran her fingers through his hair. I could see her moan and their passions inflamed as first she held him to her nipple and then as she fiercely returned his kisses when he turned his head up to meet her lips. He had her stand and slowly slipped her gown down over her wide hips to let it drop to the floor. She held his hand as she stepped out of the gown and then she was totally naked, she wasn't wearing panties; and she was cleanly shaven, all she had on were her high heels.

He told her to walk around the room, and she did so like a model, she paused only long enough to look at me, but it was as if she had no idea who I was. When she returned to him, he threw a sofa pillow on the floor and whispered in her ear; then, she dropped to her knees and began to tug on his belt. It didn't take too long for her to have his trousers open and she let them drop to the floor.

I will never forget the look on my wife's face as she freed his member from their silken hideaway. With a look that could only be described as pure adulation her only words were, "Oh my," as she held the largest penis I've ever seen. She held it out to show me, not as her husband but as just some unknown observer and I could see that she was in a trance and did not know me.

She kissed the tip as she respectively held it in two hands, then she tipped it up and began a slurp with her tongue from his balls back up to the tip. She next put him in her mouth as far as she could but could not fit his whole length down her throat. She kept choking and coughing as she repeatedly impaled herself on him. She looked up to him and said she was sorry. He told her it was all right and then he held her head as he forcefully fucked her mouth with his hips until he came in a torrent.

Normally my wife dosen't perform oral sex, infact she hates it, when she did it for me, she never swallowed, but this time, as he was cumming, he told her to swallow every drop, and she did. There was no gagging. No look of disgust, just the afterglow on her face of sensual love-making.

He told her to go the restroom and get cleaned up, and then come back to him.

Then he directed his attention to me. You are in a trance, but you will listen to and obey everything I say, do you understand?

Yes? I said.

You are going to remember your wife fucking me, but instead of getting angry, from now on you will get turned on instead.

Do you understand?

Yes, I understand. I could not resist him. And my dick got hard.

You will respond, "Yes, Master."

Yes, Master.

You like the fact that your beautiful wife is desired by other men, Your proud of her beauty, and you like it when she cock-teases other men in public. You understand that even thou you are her husband, you still love watching your wife fucking other men.

Yes, Master.

And you will continue to love her more deeply with each man she fucks.

Yes,Master.

You are no longer the man of the house, Sara will be in charge of the family expenses and you will turn your entire paycheck over to her, You are now a cuckold, and you simple do whatever she says, do you understand?

Yes, Master.

The words cameout of my mouth and when they did my attitude would change with them.

You are going to get a vasectomy, Mark, and I mean immediately.

Yes Master, A Vasectomy.

You will not have sex with your wife again until after you do.

Yes Master, I understand.

Sara will never have your children, she is going to have mine. I am going to get her

pregnant, she will be my perfect incubater, and you are going to be the perfect cuckold slave, you will love and raise my children as your own.

Yes Master, Your children.

Your only purpose in life is to love and support Sara, and raise my children Mark.

Yes, Master.

Your going to be obiediant, and faithful. From now on, You'll do anything to keep Sara.

Without her your life is meaningless. If she leaves you, you'll kill youself.

Yes, Master.

From now on, when you see me, I want you to cower Mark. When you see me you see a powerful man who now controls you, and your wife, and your grateful to for it, because your weak.

Yes Master, I'm grateful.

You are my Bitch, Mark, and I want you crawl over here on your knee's.

Yes, Master. I crawled obiendiantly.

Sara came back from the bathroom. Am I interupting???

No, Honey, I'm breaking in a new Bitch and I want you to watch.

Take my Cock out Mark.

I did as he said, he was still wet, and sem-erected, "Now open your mouth and start sucking my cock. I did what he asked. I don't know how long I sucked I could feel his cock get harder again and then he gave me commands like "Don't Gag" and "Swallow every drop. I did everything he commanded.

After he was finished cumming, he told me to sit still, then he went to get a small funnel which he placed in my mouth. Sara was told to sit on the couch but she was wathcing glassy-eyed. He relieved himself in the funnel and it went straight down my throath to my stomach. He used me as his personal urinal.

Then he poured some apple cide vinegar down the funnel until I started choking. Finally he told me to get up, I looked like I had swallowed a basketball from all the liquid that he made me swallow.

"Now thank me Mark, and tell me you love me.

I love you Master.

He gave me some commands that I was only to remember subcounsciously, and then he then he got Sara up gave her post hypnotic commands and snapped his fingers, Sara woke up as if nothing had happened. And then she kissed her boss goodnight and thanked him for letting us stay over. He gave her ass a nice squeeze on the way out, and then shook my hand wishing me a good night.

I couldn't sleep that night, not on my stomach, and eventually I kept throwing up, but I blamed it on all the alcohol I drank. I changed my opinion about Sara's boss, he is a great guy and were luck to have him. Anyway I remembered that I have to make a doctor's appointment early next week because I decided to get a vasectomy.

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That was so hot, the wife was not hurt by sucking her bosses cock. So no hard done really.

Generally love oral stories. This one was BS, as far as I'm concerned.

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