The Coffee Shop Pt. 04

Ted pause once more, and blinked several more times as he looked at me. He was still staring into my eyes, but his face didn't look as angry. I noticed also that he wasn't pressing me against the door nearly as hard has he had been.

"Your eyes" Ted said softly. "What is it about your eyes? He asked softly as the anger in his face melted into an expression of bewilderment. "Your eyes are so deep and still." Ted sighed a few times, and then his arms dropped down to his sides as he leaded back away from me slightly.

"Something about your eyes." Ted said softly as his face started to take on an empty and blank look. "Something wonderful and nice about your eyes"

Ted rocked back on his heels until he was standing up straight and no longer leaning forward. "Your eyes lost in your eyes" Ted muttered as his face went completely blank. "Look into your eyes and fall into your power," Ted muttered softly.

I waited to see what would happen next. After about a minute, during which Ted did not move a muscle or mutter a single sound, I slowly shuffled off to the left, and walked away from Ted, keeping him in my sights the entire time. Ted did not seem to notice that I moved. He seemed oblivious to everything. I waved my hand in front of his face. He blinked his eyes but did not otherwise react. I gently poked him in the ribs with a finger. No reaction. Not even an extra eye blink. I picked up Ted's right arm and held it out in front of him. His arm moved easily, and when I let go of it, his right arm stayed suspended in the air. It was like Ted had become a living mannequin.

For the first few seconds, I could not believe it, but the evidence seemed pretty clear. Ted may have claimed that he didn't want to be hypnotized at the bank, but clearly right now he did want to be, and he had hypnotized himself. I hadn't done anything. (Well, I hadn't done anything this time, anyway.) He had done it all. Still he could have been faking it, as some kind of test for me. There was one way to be sure. Carefully I placed the tips of my fingers of my right hand on Ted's forehead. (I left Ted's right arm hanging out there in mid air. I kind of enjoyed the sight of it frozen there. I'm not sure exactly why. Maybe because it was an indication of the power and control that I had over him.) Gently I sent out a mental probe into his mind. It didn't take long to determine what had happened.

Somehow my idle wish at the bank, that 'look deep into my eyes and fall into my power' had become a post hypnotic trigger in Ted's mind. I had not intended that to happen, but it had. A thorough, but shallow scan of Ted's mind revealed that Ted's mind was more malleable and that Ted was much more suggestible, than any other subject hat I had ever encountered before. I had not realized just how strongly my powers had affected Ted, until now. As tempting as this was, I could not leave him like this, standing there in hypnosis all night. (You have no idea just how tempting that was. Ted was good looking and well dressed. But this is not the time to go into that.) In addition, I was ethically bound to remove the trigger from his mind. It took only a few seconds of effort to pick up the trigger from Ted's mind and remove it. Carefully I scanned that area of Ted's mind to be sure that I hadn't left any loose threads that might cause him problems. Now I had to bring him back to normal. We had to discuss this situation. With some reluctant I counted him out. (At least I'm honest about wanting to have left Ted in hypnosis a little bit longer. Okay, so I wanted to leave him in hypnosis for more than just a little bit longer. Sue me.)

"What? What happened?" Ted asked looking around as his right arm dropped back down to his side.

"You went back under," I informed him, as I raised my right hand in front of my face to block Ted's view of my eyes. "You looked into my eyes and you went back into your hypnotic trance. I'm sorry about that."

"No!" Ted argued. "You tricked me again! You put me back under! I can't believe you did that to me again! How could you?"

"I didn't intend to," I answered him. "It was an accident, and I am sorry. I removed the post hypnotic trigger and it won't happen again.""

"You're lying!" Ted yelled at me as he started to become really upset with me. "You tried to make me into some kind of hypnotized slave boy, just now! I'm out of here before you try anything else!"

"Fine. Go," I said to him calmly, as I resigned myself to the situation. . It was clear to me that I could argue until I was blue in the face, and I would never convince Ted of what had really happened a few minutes ago. He was very upset over the entire turn of events. As cute as he was, he wasn't worth the trouble.

"I want you to know just one thing before I go," Ted as he suddenly turned around and looked me straight in the eyes, glaring at me with undisguised disgust. His eyes blazed with fury at me, as he stood there in front of my door ready to leave.

"And what would that be, Ted?" I asked with a sigh and I stared into Ted's eyes, silently wishing that he would go under again. I felt my power start to flair up, but I savagely clamped a control on it and curtailed my powers. There was no denying that Ted was a good looking man. I would have enjoyed hypnotizing him for a while. I would be lying if I said otherwise. I had some small regret about removing that unintentional trigger.

"I think you are the most despicable person I have ever met, and if I ever see you again it will be six months too soon!" Ted growled at me as his eyes burned with contempt for me. "I hope I never see you again! And if I ever do I'll I'll I'll.." Ted exclaimed as his exasperation derailed his train of thought. Ted kept his eyes locked on mine the whole time.

"You'll what, Ted?" I asked, mildly curious now. "I wish you were back in my power," I thought silently to myself, as I looked at Ted, and felt a tiny surge in my power level. Whenever I see a good looking guy, I almost always feel a slight surge of my power.

"I'll I'll I." Ted stammered as he tried to complete his thought. Suddenly his eyes took on that glazed over look and his face became blank. "I obey. You command and I obey" Ted whispered once and then stood there gazing into my eyes again. He had done it again!. He had put himself under. (Now this should not have happened. I had just removed the trigger. What was going on here?)

"Why do you wish to serve and obey, Ted?" I asked him as he stood there in front of me.

"It feels good to obey," Ted said after a few moments of silence. "I want to. I feel happy when I obey. I I want to feel your power over me. I want to feel you control me. I want to be your puppet."

"Welcome once again to the Twilight Zone," I thought to myself. Okay something really strange was going on here. I knew I had removed my controls from Ted's mind and that I had not just now tried to exert any control over him. So what was going on then? My first thought was that this was some kind of a test by some other person with the gift, similar to what Lyle Lawson and pulled on me a year or so ago. The only way to be sure was to do a deep scan of Ted's mind. I didn't really want to do that, but the circumstances warranted it. I placed the fingertips of my right hand once more upon Ted's forehead and I scanned his mind. I took my time and carefully examined Ted's mind looking for any signs of tampering or traps.

It took me only a minute or so to complete the scan of Ted's mind. I broke the mental connection and let my right hand and arm fall limply to my side. What I had discovered stunned me. It was almost beyond belief. In a nutshell, Ted was the opposite of Andy. Unlike Andy, who was not affected by my powers at all, Ted could not help but be affected by my powers. Just standing beside me and looking into my eyes was enough to cause Ted to become super hypnotized by me, if I used even the tiniest fraction of my power. Eye contact with Ted, and just thinking or wishing, that I wanted him in my power would push Ted's mind over the line between not being super hypnotized, and being super hypnotized. It was exhilarating. It was exciting. It was erotic! It was also just a little bit scary. This was completely new to me. I had never encountered such an easy subject as Ted before. In some ways it made him dangerous. It would be far too easy for me to go too far with Ted, and cause him some real problems.

I sighed as I looked at Ted standing there in front of me. A part of me knew that I should wake him up and send him on his way, and yet another part of me wanted to take full advantage of the opportunity presented to me. I must have stood there for a good five minutes trying to make up my mind. Looking at Ted wasn't helping any, because Ted was a handsome man. My eyes started wandering about Ted's face and the front of his body, taking in every detail of his appearance.

He was the same height as I was, say five feet ten inches, with a slim and trim build. As I mentioned before, Ted was a handsome young man with boyish good looked that could have landed him a place on the cover of GQ magazine. But it wasn't only his face that was attracting my interest. Ted was wearing a three piece charcoal gray suit. Yes, it was a suit with a matching vest. Not many men wear suits like that these days, which was part of what I found so interesting about Ted. The suit fit him very well. It didn't look expensive, but it hugged the contours of his slim body, accenting his waist very nicely. A plain white long sleeved dress shirt with a button down collar lay beneath the six button vest that he wore under his suit jacket. The jacket was a three button single breasted style. I could not see much of Ted's suit pants other than they matched the vest and suit jacket which suggested that they were made of the same fine wool material. The crease in his pants looked to be razor sharp, and the plain bottom of the pants were slightly draped over a pair of shiny black leather dress shoes. Encircling Ted's neck was a dark red tie with a smooth and slightly shiny look to it. Actually the tie was underneath the collar of Ted's shirt. (Was it really necessary for me to mention that?) It was probably a silk tie, but I was guessing at this point. Ted was dressed as if he belonged on the cover of GQ magazine. He was damn good looking!

I sighed again as I finished my visual inspection of Ted. The entire time that I had been raking my eyes all over Ted's body and face, Ted had been standing there motionless. Apparently he had been enjoying it since he now had a gentle smile pasted on his lips, and his face had a relaxed and soft look to it. This wasn't helping me make up my mind any. I forced myself to look away from Ted, and dragged my unwilling eyes down to look at my hands as I clasped them together and held them just in front of my belt buckle. I stared at my hands trying to clear my mind and think logically, instead of with my hormones. I notice the wedding band on the ring finger of my left hand. The sight of that ring was like a slap in the face, jerking me back to reality from the world of fantasy where I had been letting myself roam. I sighed softly, as I realized that I wasn't going to do anything with Ted. The ring reminded me of Andy, of my strong feelings for him, and of my promise to him. It wasn't as if I had forgotten Andy or how I felt about him, you know. The ring just helped me to put things into their proper perspective. I looked back up at Ted. I told him he would remember every detail of this session, and then I counted him out. I got ready for the storm to hit..

Ted blinked his eyes a few times as he came to his senses. He looked over at me, puzzled as to what had happened. He looked at me as he for a moment longer before he spoke. "You did it again, didn't you?" He asked me in a surprisingly cool and calm voice. "You hypnotized me again, right?"

"Yes, but I didn't mean to," I said as I acknowledged what had just happened. Hurricane Ted hadn't come ashore yet, but he had to be hanging around somewhere out there in the ocean.

"I thought as much," Ted commented calmly, as a thoughtful look came to his face. "Cool."

"Do you believe that it was an accident, this time?" I asked Ted, wondering what his reaction would be. I was surprised that Ted had not started shouting at me by now. This was most unusual.

"I think maybe I do," he answered in that same cool and calm voice.

"You're not upset, Ted?" I asked him. Now it was my turn to be puzzled.

"Not any more," Ted answered. "I think you're right. If there wasn't a part of me that didn't want to be hypnotized by you in the first place, I wouldn't be going under so easily all the time. I have to admit that it did feel pretty good each time. I kind of liked it."

"I'm glad that you don't blame me for what happened earlier," I said cautiously. I didn't want to get Ted angry again.

"Well, I think it was more the surprise and the shock of how quickly I went back under that upset me more than anything else," Ted replied as he continued to look at me thoughtfully. "I guess I was angry and upset because I thought I was losing control of myself."

"And now?" I prompted him.

"I think it might be interesting to see what my limits are," Ted said as he looked back at me and a small smile crept onto his face. "I have to admit that I enjoyed the sessions just now, and the one at the bank. It made me feel really good. I'd like to feel that way again. I'm just not sure how far I'd be willing to go, or what I would be willing to do. I'm not sure how much I trust you."

"Fair enough. If you want to start off with a very simple hypnosis session, that's fine by me," I assured him. "You can always reject any suggestion I give you, and if you object to it too much, you'll pop right out of hypnosis, you know."

"Really?" Ted asked, wondering if I was telling the truth or not.

"If hypnosis was real mind control, Ted, I wouldn't need to have an account at the bank," I joked as I smiled at him.

"I suppose that's true enough," Ted conceded with a soft chuckle. "Do you have time now for a half hour session? I'd like to try this now, before I change my mind."

"Then you had better go, Ted," I said to him not attempting to hid my disappointment. "If you are not one hundred percent sure that you want to do the hypnosis, it would better not to do it all."

"Why?" Ted asked clearly puzzled by my reaction. "It seems to me that you shouldn't have any problem putting me back under."

"You're probably right," I agreed. "But that is not my point."

"Then what IS your point?" Ted sighed with a touch of annoyance to his voice.

"If you are not completely sure that you want to do this, then you're most likely going to hold back when I attempt to deepen the level of your trance," I explained to him as I kept my voice cool and calm. "You'll start fighting the suggestions which will result in a less than satisfying experience for the both of us." (Yes, another white lie. Ted was very susceptible to my powers. He had a snowball's chance in hell, of resisting any suggestions I gave him. Telling him that would only have scared him. I didn't want that, so I kept my mouth shut. Was it ethically correct of me to do that? The honest answer would have been 'no'. I felt sure of my ability to keep to the straight and narrow, though. I wouldn't take advantage of Ted in any serious way. I had my ring to remind me of that. See? I'm no saint, and I never claimed to be.)

"If the choice is mine, then I'd like to do it right now, if you don't mind," Ted said firmly. His face had taken on a solid and confident expression as if he had just made up his mind about something. (I suppose he had, come to think of it.)

"I think I could fit you into my schedule," I said, with a smirk on my face. "Would you like to sit down on the sofa and make yourself comfortable before we begin?"

"Okay," Ted agreed. He walked past me and headed off towards the living room, and the sofa.

I followed him into the living room. It's a good thing Ted was in front of me. I'm sure my eyes must have lit up like a pair of headlights on a car. Why? Well, Ted was as good looking from the back as the front. (I'm a butt man, remember?) That suit jacket and pants hanging on Ted's frame was a sight to behold. I've always enjoyed the look of a man in a suit and tie, and Ted was living proof of just how good looking a man in a suit can be. He wasn't a muscle bound male fashion model. He was a slim and trim man who just looked good in a suit and tie.

Ted sat down on the sofa and looked over at me, expecting me to start doing something. I sat down in the swivel rocking chair next to Ted. Ted was to my right. "Ready, Ted?" I asked him.

"Yeah, I guess so. What do I do?" Ted asked me as he looked up at me.

"Put your feet flat on the floor and place your right index finger on the pulse of your left wrist," I instructed him, as I gazed into his eyes for a few seconds. "The suggestions will take hold as you speak them," I sent into his mind. I was very careful to use only enough of my power to project my command onto the fringe of Ted's mind. I didn't want to push him directly into a trance. What fun would that be?

"Okay, now what?" Ted asked he followed my directions. I was most pleased to see my command sucked into Ted's mind like a piece of lint sucked up by a vacuum cleaner. I stopped using my powers. If I was correct about Ted, the power I'd used should be enough.

"Now stare directly at the fingernail of your right index finger, and repeat everything that I am about to say," I directed him.

Ted looked at his fingernail and nodded his head once, to show that he was ready to repeat what I was about to tell him.

"I will now enter the state of hypnosis for the reasons of deep relaxation and self-control," I said clearly and softly.

"I will now enter the state of hypnosis for the reasons of deep relaxation and self-control," Ted repeated, obediently.

"I will count down from five to zero and with each descending number I will become more deeply relaxed," I said as I continued with the induction.

"I will count down from five to zero and with each descending number I will become more deeply relaxed," Ted repeated, his voice sounding completely normal.

"When I reach zero, I will go deep asleep," I said as I continued to speak in a smooth and soothing tone of voice.

When I reach zero, I will go deep asleep," Ted iterated.

"Five. I begin to feel my breathing growing deep, gentle and rhythmic," I said as I urged him into hypnosis.

"Five. I begin to feel my breathing growing deep, gentle and rhythmic," Ted responded.

I noticed that his breathing had changed. It was deeper now. A sure sign that the induction was starting to take hold. "Four. I begin to feel heaviness in my eyelids, as I become more and more relaxed," I continued not wanting to lose the rhythm I had built up.

"Four. I begin to feel heaviness in my eyelids, as I become more and more relaxed," Ted repeated, his voice growing just a touch softer. His head dropped down just a bit as the suggestions of heaviness started to take effect.

I noticed that Ted was starting to blink his eyes a bit more. This was a very good sign, indeed. "Three. I begin to feel every muscle, nerve and fiber in my body relaxing, deeply, relaxing," I suggested as I continued with the induction.

"Three. I begin to feel every muscle, nerve and fiber in my body relaxing, deeply, relaxing," Ted reiterated as his upper body started to slump just a tiny bit.

I would not have noticed it, if I had not been keenly looking for just such an indication. He was responding beautifully. "Two. My arms, my legs, my entire body are now deeply relaxed," I said urging him on into hypnosis. (Okay super hypnosis, but why nit pick?) I stood up and walked over to where Ted was sitting on the sofa. Quietly, I swatted down beside him. I wanted to be close by to watch as he slipped under. It is the part of an induction that I enjoy the most.