The Coffee Shop Pt. 05

"The deeper you go, the better you feel, Gilbert, and the better you feel the deeper you go," I said to him.

"Yes. Deeper," Gilbert agreed.

"So you find yourself letting go and just following along so that you can go down deeper into this super conscious state where you are completely aware of what is going on in the room around you, but you let all the sounds of the room just fade away into the background. You know that they are not important now. All that is important is that the deeper you go the better you feel and the better you feel the deeper you go. Heading down into that special place in your mind where you are safe secure and can let go completely of any troubles concerns or worries in your mind.

"Yes, deeper," Gilbert responded immediately as he let out another soft sigh.

"Left arm moving upward faster now as the pull of the helium filled balloons becomes even stronger as I tie another five balloons to your left wrist, while your right arm feels even heavier as I place three more lead weights in your right palm." Gilbert's arms were moving more easily now. The left one was rising up smoothly toward the ceiling as his right arm was dropping down towards the floor. I watched him closely to be sure that I timed my next suggestions exactly. It wasn't necessary to do that to insure his trance, but it would make things easier for me.

"Arms moving easily now, as you concentrate more and more on my voice, feeling better and going deeper and deeper with each word that I utter and with each breath that you take."

"Yes?.deeper?." Gilbert said softly.

"When you feel yourself going very deep, as your left arm continues to rise and your right arm continues to drop, you respond easily and effortlessly, because it seems that the deeper you go the better you feel and the better you feel the deeper you go. Always going deeper, always feeling better."

"Deeper." Gilbert replied. "Deeper."

"Soon and very soon indeed your left arm will be floating straight up in the air and the instant it does, you will feel as if a huge weight has been lifted from your mind and your body as you let go of all the concerns, cares, troubles or worries that you have carried around with you the past few weeks. Whatever they might be they will lift up and out of your mind as if they had become tied to the bright red helium filled balloons attached to your left wrist. And when you feel that happen, you take a long slow deep breath, hold it for a moment in time and let it out in a soft contented sigh, as your head drops down to your chest and a small smile starts to break out on your face." Gilbert's left arm rose higher and higher as I spoke. It was at about seventy degrees. In less than a minute I was certain it would be floating straight up in the air. I turned my attention back to his right arm, which continued to move downward. The arm was pointing downward at about sixty degrees. I needed to take action before the arm was hanging all the way straight down.


"Deeper and deeper you go, as your right arm continues to get heavier and heavier and moves down towards the floor, and when it does your entire body will feel twice as relaxed and comfortable as it does now. Yet you will find it easy to remain standing comfortably on your feet. You'll feel so good and relaxed that you will feel a smile come to your face, and the harder you try not to smile the bigger the smile becomes."

Gilbert suddenly took a deep breath in. I flicked my eyes away from his right arm, which was disappointing because his right hand was moving close to Gilbert's uniform pants. Gilbert's left arm was straight up in the air, and pulling his left shoulder upward a bit as well. . I shifted my gaze on Gilbert's face. Gilbert let out a slow deep sigh, as his face took on a peaceful expression. I saw the corners of his mouth twitch just before his head rolled forward and his chin touched his chest. A few moments later I saw Gilbert nod his head as he started to smile. "Deeper and deeper" he said softly.

I looked away from Gilbert's face and back at his right arm and hand. I discovered that his right arm was hanging straight down and was pulling his right shoulder downwards as well. The combined effect was causing Gilbert's body to lean towards the right. If I left him too long in that position he would fall over to his right.

"Deeper and deeper, Gilbert. Feels really good doesn't it?" I asked.

"Yes?.feels good to go deeper," Gilbert agreed.

"When I count to three, the bright red helium filled balloons will be cut from around your left wrist, and the balloons will rise up and out of the room taking with them all your worries, concerns, cares, troubles and problems. You will feel truly at peace, at ease, comfortable and very deeply relaxed. Your left arm will drop down easy to your left side and hang by your left side limp and relaxed. The weights will fall out of your right palm and your right arm will hang by your right side, limp and relaxed. You will feel yourself going twice as deep as you are right now, and you will have reached that special place in your mind where you are safe secure, comfortable and at ease. When you understand and agree with these instructions, nod your head."

Gilbert nodded his head immediately.

"One. Two. Three." I counted. Gilbert immediately undid his gun belt and let it drop to the floor. Before I could do more than stare in amazement, Gilbert undid his belt buckle, unzipped his pants, and pushed his pants down his legs to just above his knees. I suspected that he couldn't get his pants completed off because he still had his uniform boots on. . I had only a glimpse of his white cotton briefs before he pushed them down to join his uniform pants. I can't describe to you what Gilbert's cock and balls looked like because this never happened. I just said that this happened to see if you were paying attention, dear reader. I suppose now you're going to be disappointed when I tell you that after I counted to three, Gilbert did as he was told. His left arm dropped down to his left side, and he stood there relaxed and at peace. His right shoulder was still pulled down slightly, but it was not as pronounced as it had been. Oh I think what he said next might be of interest to you. It certainly was to me.

"No more," Gilbert said softly. "Stop now."

"What did you say?" I asked surprised.

"I want to stop now," Gilbert answered. "I don't want to go deeper. I want to leave."


This was a shock. Gilbert should have continued to follow along with the induction, as per my mental commands. Why was he fighting me? I thought for a moment and realized that I had not explicitly told him not to fight me. The reason for his resistance was unclear. It would be interesting to find out why he was resisting. I considered forcing Gilbert to continue, but then realized there would be complications. Larry and Albert would not approve of my actions to say nothing of Andy's reaction. I had already told Larry and Albert that when they were hypnotized, they were the ones in charge. If I forced the trance on Gilbert, Larry and Albert would not agree to any further hypnosis.

"Of course," I agreed pleasantly. The other guys in the room had no idea how much effort it cost me to keep my voice calm and pleasant. "When I could from zero to five you will move from your current wonderful depth of trance, back up to being fully awake and aware. You will remember everything that happened to you since the trance started. When you understand these instructions, please nod your head once." Gilbert nodded his head as soon as I finished speaking.

"Good," I said as I placed the fingertips of my right hand on Gilbert's forehead. "Relax now and know that I will begin to count you out of hypnosis shortly." Quickly I scanned Gilbert's mind searching for the reason behind his sudden resistance to continuing the hypnosis with me. I wasn't too surprised to discover that Gilbert was uncomfortable with his sudden wiliness to do hypnosis with me. It didn't feel right to him. He knew that he'd never wanted to be hypnotized before and he couldn't understand why he suddenly wanted to try it with me. He had been enjoying the hypnosis but the continued loss of control was starting to scare him. I probed deeper and discovered some very interesting facts. Gilbert had a deep dark secret regarding Albert that he did not want to risk having exposed here tonight. Normally I respect my subject's privacy and don't push them to expose their secrets to me, but in Gilbert's case I was going to make an exception. Gilbert's secret was a desire that he had carried with him for a very long time, and oddly enough it would be better for him and all concerned for him to face it and deal with it. (Okay so that's not exactly 100% true. The fact of the matter is that I wanted Gilbert to expose his dirty little secret because it would be a very sweet form of revenge. I wanted to take Gilbert down a few notches and this would be the perfect way to accomplish that feat.) Further probing revealed that Gilbert was still convinced that if I didn't wake him up now, he would wake up himself and I would never be able to put him back under again. I would just have to use my sweet smile and sexy hypnotic voice (and a few more mental commands) to correct that situation.

I thought for few seconds and then implanted a few choice thoughts into Gilbert's open mind. 'Gilbert you cannot resist the desire that you have to be hypnotized by me. It feels very good to you for you to be able to finally give up control and not have to worry about anything except doing what I tell you to do. It seems natural and normal to you because I am not like any other hypnotist you have ever met before. You know that when you are hypnotized by me you are in a safe and secure place. You know that it is safe for you to let go and just be yourself, and just be what you really want to be.' I took my fingers away from Gilbert's forehead. I felt sure those commands would deal with Gilbert's resistance to further hypnosis by me.

(At this point dear reader, it probably seems to you that I have compromised my ethics. You appear to have forgotten that Gilbert was harassing Albert for some time, and Gilbert had continued that harassment this evening. Gilbert was a bully, and like all bullies, he would eventually get what was due him. Tonight I was going to see that Gilbert got what he deserved. Who am I to judge you ask? I am the man who examined Gilberts mind and memories, and I know the full story. You don't. Trust me on this, dear reader.)

"Zero, and starting to come up now. One, and you are moving back up to a normal waking state. Two, and you feel the urge for more oxygen so you take a deep breath now," I said as I started the count. "Three and you move and stretch, your body feeling relaxed and refreshed your mind feels calm and clear. Four, nearly there and your eyelids are starting to flutter open. Five, eyes open and WIDE AWAKE!!! WIDE AWAKE!!!"

Gilbert raised his arms up over his head as he stretched his arms about while he awoke from his hypnotic trance. Gilbert blinked his eyes several times as he looked about the room getting his bearing. Gilbert looked at me standing in front of him, and then he looked over at Larry, Albert and Andy.

"How are you feeling Gilbert?" I asked him calmly.


"Pretty good, actually," he said as he smiled at me. "It's a good thing you counted me out, otherwise if you'd try to take me deeper I'd have popped out of that trance anyway."

I controlled the anger I felt at the arrogance of this man. He's be singing a new tune soon enough. "I'm pleased you enjoyed yourself. You seem to be a very responsive subject, although that doesn't surprise me," I said as pleasantly as I could.

"What do you mean by that?" Gilbert asked with a rough edge to his voice.

"In my experience, police officers and other guys who deal with very stressful jobs find hypnosis very enjoyable and this makes them excellent subjects," I said quietly. "I'm sure that as a motorcycle policeman you deal with a lot of intense situations. It is probably a relief for you to be in a place where you could just let yourself go and not have to deal with all that."

"Hmm, I never thought about it like that, but maybe you have a point," Gilbert said.

"Since you enjoyed it so much, would you like another session now?" I asked. "I have the time if you do."

"Maybe another short session of fifteen minutes or so. Since you didn't give me a trigger phrase you'll have to do induction all over from scratch. I'm not sure I could stand going through all that again," Gilbert said doubtfully.

"There is more than one way to induce a trance, Gilbert," I said as I walked over one of the double beds in the room. "Come over here and stand in front of the bed facing me, please."

"Okay, but I don't think this is going to work," Gilbert said. "I'm not sure that I can concentrate like I did last time."

"Hold your arms out in front of you with your hands turned so that your palms are facing each other, Gilbert," I said as I ignored his statements of doubt.

"Like this?" Gilbert said as he held his arm up with his hands turned so that the palms of his hands were facing each other.

"Exactly," I encouraged him "Now hold your hands about a foot and a half apart. Good." I curled my right hand into a fist and placed it in between his hands. "Now focus your attention on my fist and on your two hands. Fix that image firmly in your mind's eye. When you can see it clearly close your eyes," I told him.

"Got it," Gilbert said a few seconds later as he closed his eyes.

I dropped my right arm down next to my right side and unclenched my fist, as I said to Gilbert," Now imagine that my fist is a magnet and your two hands are steel plates. When you can feel a slight tug on your hands, when you can feel them begin to move together just nod your head or say 'yes', and continue to focus on my words."

A few seconds later I could see Gilbert's hands twitch, followed by s slight nodding of his head.


"Hands slowly moving towards each other as the pull of the magnet on the steel plates becomes just a bit stronger," I said to Gilbert, as I saw his hands starting to slowly move together. . "Moving closer and closer as you feel the magnetic attraction become stronger and stronger." Gilbert's hands were now less than a foot apart. I raised my arms so that my two hands just outside of his as I continued to talk to him. "Moving closer and closer. Closer and closer." Gilbert's hands continued to move towards one another.

'Deep sleep!" I called out as I grabbed his hands with my hands, and slapped his hands with a loud clap while also pushing forward slightly on his clasped hands. . Gilbert's body crumpled like a rag doll as he fell backward into the bed. His arms fell to his sides as he toppled back onto the bed. (Now you know why I had him stand in front of the bed.) At the same time I jumped off to the right side to be sure he would not hit my legs with those motorcycle boots he was wearing. I didn't need any bruised shins, thank you very much. He lay there on his back in the bed very relaxed, with his booted feet hanging over the edge of the bed.

"Relaxing into that wonderful comfortable bed as you continue to head back down into a very deep, and pleasant and wonderful state of hypnosis, Gilbert," I directed him. "Body is limp and loose, mind is clear and empty of all cares concerns and troubles. You are such a hard working motorcycle patrolman, that you deserve to be in a place where you can let go completely and go down ten times deeper than you were before. When you feel yourself going deeper, you just say the word 'deeper' and continue to let go. For the deeper you go, the better you feel and the better you feel the deeper you go. Always going deeper, always feeling better." I looked at Gilbert as he lay there on the bed, and I couldn't help but smile at him. He looked so peaceful and content.

"Deeper and deeper," Gilbert said out loud a few seconds later, as he carried out his instructions. (Not like he really had a choice in the matter, after all.)

"When you want to go deeper and feel safer, more relaxed and more at peace, you just start counting backward from 100 to 0 by ones. Counting slowly and easily, and when you reach zero you will turn over on the bed, crawl up the bed so that your head is on the pillow and then roll back onto your back and go down even deeper," I said to him. I didn't want to bump into his dangling legs, and I need to keep him busy for a few minutes as I addressed the questions that were sure to start coming from Albert and Larry.

"Wow!," Larry said "That was cool. Is he really under again?"

"Oh, yes, just as deeply as before, if not deeper," I assured Larry. "He'll carry out the deepening instructions I just gave him, and then we will see how creative an imagination he has."

"What does that mean?" Albert asked me, with a look of concern on his face.

"I think we can have some innocent fun with Gilbert, if all of you agree," I answered cautiously. (I could not tell them, not even Andy, exactly what I had in mind for Gilbert. Andy would have understood but Albert and Larry would have no idea how it was that I knew what I knew about Gilbert.) "To begin with we can have him go and put on a tie, and report back here to for duty like a good little motorcycle patrolman."

"Deeper and deeper," Gilbert called out.


"I have to admit the offer is tempting, "Albert admitted hesitantly. "But I don't think it's right. He is a brother officer. We should show more respect for him."

"Like the respect he has shown you all these years Albert?" Larry asked. "If even half of what you have told me about him is true, a little payback is just what he deserves. I agree that we should not humiliate him in public, though. He is still a police officer."

"Deeper and deeper," Gilbert called out again.

"So I can still say 'Gilbert go and put on a tie for your uniform, if you have one, and report back here for duty?'" I asked Albert.

"Yeah I agree with that," Albert answered. "I'm not sure what else I want to have him do though. This is all so new to me."

"I'm sure you'll think of something, and if you don't, rest assured that I have some ideas," I said to Albert.

"Can I suggest stuff too?" Larry asked me with a smile on his face.

"Of course, but nothing too naughty," I cautioned him. "Gilbert go and do a strip tease in the main lobby. I don't want to hear you suggest that."

Larry smile at me and nodded his head.

"Deeper and deeper", Gilbert called out once more.

"I'll give it some thought and get back to you," Larry said. "Hey why is Gilbert getting off the bed?"

I turned about and saw that Gilbert had indeed climbed off the bed and was heading to the hotel room door. "Gilbert Stop!" I yelled at him.

Gilbert froze in his tracks. Slowly he turned around and looked at me. "Yes sir. Is there a problem, sir?" He asked me in a calm voice. His face had that wonderfully blank expression on it that a deeply hypnotized subject shows.

"Where were you going and why? I told you to do your count and go deeper," I asked him.

"Yes you did sir, but I also heard you tell me to go and put on my tie and then to go to the main lobby and strip. I was merely following your orders, sir." Gilbert answered as if I should already have known this.

"Have you finished your count?" I asked him as I thought about his answer to my question.

"Not yet, sir. I thought these new orders were more important," Gilbert answered.

'I see. You can disregard the order about stripping and about the tie. Get back on the bed and finish your count like a good little motorcycle patrolman," I told him calmly.