"One more thing before I count you out, Gilbert," I said to him as he stood there expectantly. "Whenever you hear me say the phrase 'police puppy' you will return to this wonderful state and will once again my hypnotized obedient motorcycle policeman. Your previous trigger of 'light rosebud' has now been removed. When you know and accept your new trigger phrase Gilbert bark three times."
"Woof! Woof! Woof!" Gilbert barked a few seconds later. Clearly he was raring to go. I quickly moved to position myself behind and just off to the left of Gilbert, so that I would have a good view of his butt when he dropped to all fours. (Can you blame me? His uniform breeches were already snug on his ass. I couldn't wait to see how they would look when he was down on his hands and knees!) This position also provided me with a view of Albert and Larry (with Andy in the background) so I could see all their reactions to the show that Gilbert was about to put on. If my guess was right, I most certainly did not want to miss what was going to happen next.
"0...1...2...3...4.....5 Wide Awake, Gilbert!!! Wide Awake!!!"
Gilbert's eyes fluttered and he blinked a few times as he struggled back to full consciousness. "Boy I feel good!" He declared with a small smile on his face. A puzzled expression came to his face as he looked over at me. He slapped his hands to his sides at his waist and said "What happened to my gun belt?" He looked about confused and concerned. He spied his gun belt lying on one of the beds. and the smile returned to his face. Gilbert slowly dropped to his knees as he looked over at Albert. (I felt a wave of intense pleasure as I watched Gilbert drop to his knees. Hypnotic surrender is so very sweet!) The smile on Gilbert's face got bigger as he lowered himself to his hands and knees. "Woof!" He cried out once as he stood there on his hands and knees his gaze now locked on Albert.
My eyes were locked upon Gilbert's butt, and only a fire alarm going off and smoke in the room would have dragged me away from that sexy cop ass that was just inches from my sweaty palms. Standing up, Gilbert's bum in those snug fitting uniform breeches was a sexy sight indeed, and his wallet bulge on the right side made the pants look even more sexy. Now though, with him down on his hands and knees, his ass was awesome. Those uniforms breeches had moved from being snug to tight, and with the wallet in the right back pocket, very tight, sinfully tight, damn sexy and tight. It was all I could dot not to throw myself on those beautiful buns and hump that cop's ass until he came or I did. Andy would not have approved of such an animal action on my part, and that is one reason why I didn't give in to the powerful temptation that was wiggling back and forth just in front of me. So I did my best to keep myself under control but man, Gilbert made it hard. (Yes that is exactly what I mean! It was very hard, and my jeans were suddenly very snug as well.) This was what I lived for when I did hypnosis with a physically fit man with a firm, hard, tight ass that you could eat your dinner off of, using a plate of course.
"Boy, why don't you show Albert and Larry how much you like them?" I said to Gilbert, once I had recovered from the sexual overload that Gilbert's nice tight uniform clad cop ass, had caused in my brain. Considering what I had just seen and was watching now, it is a wonder that I could put two words together much less form a coherent sentence.
Gilbert barked once, crawled over to the love seat and stopped so he was just in front of both Larry and Albert. I watched every movement of his backside, unable to tear my attention away when Gilbert's ass moved. Oh how I wanted to grab that ass! Reluctantly I decided to wait and see how things would play out. My curiosity about Gilbert's deep dark secret regarding Albert also kept my hormones in check. As I lifted my eyes up and away from Gilbert's graceful gratifying gluteus maximus it struck me that unlike Larry\s motorcycle uniform pants, Gilbert didn't have any leather padding or anything on the seat of his uniform pants. Considering how tightly those pants were closing ranks on Gilbert buttocks any type of padding would have made those pants too constrictive in my humble opinion. Finally I succeeded in dragging those reluctant eyeballs of mine away from Gilbert's backside to look over at Albert and Larry and see what reaction they were having to Gilbert's dog impersonation.
They were stunned. The two policeman were sitting there with their mouths hanging open and a befuddled expression pasted on their faces. They didn't seem to be upset at Gilbert's actions just a little surprised. Gilbert stood there on his hands and knees and barked a few times and Albert as if he were trying to tell him something. I walked over and stood next to Gilbert deciding that I wanted a better view of whatever it was it was going to happen next. I took a few steps away from Gilbert, and positioned myself so that I could see Gilbert as well as Larry and Albert sitting on the love seat. Gilbert smiled at Albert and barked again. Gilbert crawled a little closer to Albert. When he was about 2 feet away from Albert's knees Gilbert sat back into a kneeling position with his buttocks resting on the heels of his motorcycle boots, and then he raised his hands up and held him close to his chest. Gilbert barked a few times and then held his position panting with his tongue hanging out of his mouth just a little bit. Gilbert had struck the classic sit up and beg pose often taught to dogs. You didn't have to have my mental abilities to see that Gilbert is literally begging for something from Albert. I smiled to myself as I realized I was the only one who had any idea of what was about to happen.
Gilbert cocked his head sideways at Albert as if to say 'why don't you give me what I want?' Realizing that he wasn't making any progress Gilbert dropped back down to all fours and barked once more at Albert. Gilbert rushed forward and buried his face in Albert's crotch. Gilbert gently pushed for his face forward right up against the crotch and fly of Albert's uniform pants while he moved his head backwards and forwards gently all the while breathing deeply and letting out soft moans.
"What are you doing Gilbert?" Albert asked Gilbert. There was no response.
"He responds to the name 'boy'" I said to Albert.
"Oh, right." Albert acknowledged. "Tell me what you doing and why boy," Albert said to Gilbert.
"Boy likes the scent of his trainer," Gilbert answered, after he stopped grinding his face into Albert's crotch. "Boy wants to be trained by the powerful K-9 officer. The K-9 officer smells so good, so manly and strong and powerful. Boy wants the K-9 officer to like him so the K-9 officer will take Boy home and train him to be a police puppy." Once Gilbert had finished speaking he thrust his face back into Albert's crotch and started nuzzling every inch of the front of Albert's uniform pants that he could reach.
"What about Larry, Boy?" I asked Gilbert. "Don't forget to show us how much you like him."
Gilbert backed away from Albert and turned his attention towards Larry. Gilbert looked over at Larry with the expression of reluctance. It was clear he'd much rather continue his explorations of Albert's uniform pants and that wonderful crotch, than deal with Larry. Gilbert sighed softly and turned back to look at Larry, a cool expression on Gilbert's face. Gilbert crawled over to Larry and positioned his body so that the right side of his torso was directly in front of Larry's legs, and about one foot away from Larry's legs. Slowly Gilbert lifted his right leg and cocked it so that his right leg was resting on Larry's left knee. Gilbert began to growl at Larry. It was clear he didn't like Larry very much. I couldn't help but snicker at how humorous this looked. My amusement turned to shock as I saw the right side of the crotch of Gilbert's gray uniform pants start to darken. Slowly the dark area spread outwards until it was covering the entire right side of Gilbert crotch and was moving slowly down the inside of his right uniform breeches leg. There was also a small trickle down the inside thigh area of the left leg, no doubt due to gravity. Gilbert was trying to mark his territory like a dog would, and in the process he was peeing his pants! The wet areas continued to spread as Gilbert emptied his bladder. I had to admit that Gilbert was giving a first rate impersonation of a dog. Maybe, just maybe, he was doing too good a job.
(I could've prevented this, since my scan of Gilbert's mind had revealed to me that he had a deep-seated and long held desire to be dominated by Albert. Ordinarily I probably would've stopped Gilbert soon as he lifted his leg. But Gilbert had been an arrogant son of a bitch from the first moment I'd met him, and I thought a little humiliation was in order. Frankly I've been wanting to take Gilbert down a peg or two all evening and this seemed the perfect way. Why order him to humiliate himself, when I could tap into his own desires to accomplish the same thing? Was this evil of me dear reader? You decide for yourself. Personally, I have no problem with what happened.)
"What the hell is this?" Albert tried out after he recovered from stunned silence that had descended upon the room. "What the fuck did you do to Gilbert?" Albert glared at me the anger clearly evident on his face.
"I didn't do anything other than help Gilbert express himself," I answered calmly. "I think if you called him over to you and asked him to explain himself you might have a better understanding of what's going on." I shoved my hands in the front pocket of my jeans and stood there calmly looking over at Albert. I was curious as to what his reaction was going to be when he heard the full story from Gilbert.
"Stop that Boy. and come over here." Albert called to Gilbert. Gilbert responded immediately. He lowered his right leg back onto the floor and crawled over so he was directly in front of Albert. He looked up at Albert with a hopeful expression on his face as if he couldn't wait for Albert to tell him what to do next. "Good boy," Albert told him. "Now sit and stay." Immediately Gilbert sat back down on his heels looked up at Albert and nodded his head a few times.
I couldn't help but stare at the huge wet spot that covered the entire crotch of Gilbert's uniform breeches. Seeing that made me feel so much better. Gilbert the arrogance S.O.B had become Gilbert the wet one and I didn't have a single twinge of remorse or guilt about it.
"Now Boy, tell me the whole story about why you enjoy being a police puppy and why you want me to be your trainer. I want you to tell me the truth and I want you to know that no matter what you say I won't get upset with you."
Gilbert looked up at Albert with a slightly puzzled look on his face as if he couldn't understand why he was being asked to explain himself. He took a deep breath and began speaking. "Boy thinks you are the most masculine powerful policemen he's ever met. Boy has been in awe of you since the first time he met you, but has never had to courage to tell you. Boy was afraid that if he ever told you how he really felt about you, or if you ever found out, you would think he was weak and not a real man. Yet for many years Boy has wanted, ached to tell you, and at the same time has been afraid of what would happen if you did find out. Boy was also jealous of your friends because they got to spend time with you and he didn't."
Albert thought about this for a few seconds then he spoke to Gilbert. "So why have you been riding my ass all these years?"
Gilbert lowered his head and looked the floor clearly ashamed at what he was about to say. "Boy was bad to do that. Boy was angry at you and wanted to hurt you because Boy couldn't have you. And when you became a K-9 officer you pushed Boy even farther away. Boy knew he could never be with you. "
"Have me? Be with me? What do you mean by that?" Albert asked.
Gilbert looked up at Albert for a moment and his face turned completely red as the embarrassment he felt over what he was about to say flooded through him. "Boy wants you Sir. Boy wants to be yours Sir. Boy wants your cock Sir, in his mouth, in his ass whatever you want Sir, whatever you think Boy is worthy of Sir. But most of all Sir, Boy wants your collar around his neck. Boy wants to curl up at your feet and know the joy of you patting him on the head and telling him he's good."
"I see," Albert said softly. "What you're saying is that you're gay, you're attracted to me, you feel submissive towards me and you want me to dominate you, and you'd like me to put a dog collar on you and treat you like a slave."
"Yes Sir," Gilbert said looking up at Albert. The blush on Gilbert's face had faded away and been replaced by worry. No one said anything for a few moments. I think we were all waiting for Albert's or a reaction
"That is the most disgusting vile thing I have ever heard in my life! I wouldn't touch you with a 10 foot pole much less dirty myself by putting a collar around your neck! You make me sick!" Albert yelled out at Gilbert. Strangely Larry was quiet. If he had an opinion about this startling revelation of Gilbert's Larry was not keen to express it.
"You hate me Sir!" Gilbert cried out. His lower lip trembled as he started to cry big slow tears that rolled down his face at a snail's pace. Gilbert didn't say another word he just sat there and cried suffering the deep hurt of rejection like a rusty knife thrust into his gut and twisted about savagely. I had half expected Gilbert to crawl away and try hiding in a corner but either he was too proud to do that or he just didn't care about anybody seeing him cry. I did feel a little sorry for Gilbert but I also felt that he was getting when he deserved. All those years of bullying Albert had come back to inflict just as much pain on Gilbert now. Still he was a policeman, and he did deserve some respect.
"Waking up at the count of five Gilbert, returning to your normal self in every way and remembering your trigger phrase police puppy. When you awaken you will not be able to leave this room, call for help or even raise your voice to yell at people until I give you explicit permission to do so. You'll remember everything that happened during your hypnosis trance. 0...1...2...3...4....5 Wide awake Wide awake!" I said as I brought Gilbert out of his hypnosis trance.
Gilbert stopped crying and blinked his eyes a few times. He looked about the room in confusion and slowly climbed to his feet. Shock crept over his face as he looked down at himself and saw the huge wet spot on the front of his uniform pants. His ears burned red and his face was flushed a very bright red as the details of his hypnosis trance played through his mind. He didn't say anything to me or anyone else he just looked around at us as if he'd never seen us before. He looked lost and bewildered as if he had no idea where he was or what to do next.
"Come and sit with me on the bed Gilbert," I said to him soothingly as I slowly walked over to him stood next to him on his left side, reached out and put my right arm across his shoulders. I spared a few seconds to look over at Albert and shoot him in dirty look of my own. Albert was perfectly justified in rejecting Gilbert, but he could have been less cruel about it. Gently I escorted Gilbert to the edge of the bed and sat him down. Carefully I sat next to him and studied his face. It seemed the shock of his revelations to Albert had affected Gilbert more than I had anticipated. "It's okay, Gilbert. I know it's a shock to you. Just let it out, you'll feel better," I told him quietly. He didn't move a muscle. After a few moments I carefully leaned towards him, wrapped my arms about that big muscular torso of his and pulled him towards me. I placed my hand on his left shoulder and whispered in his left ear. "You're not any less a man, a policeman, or a person in my eyes Gilbert. You're just as strong and powerful as you were before you admitted to us and to yourself that you are gay. Andy and I think no less of you, but I cannot speak for Albert or Larry. You're not vile or disgusting because you find yourself attracted to Albert. Yes, it hurts that he wants nothing to do with you. That pain will fade in time but for now know that you are a human being, a person, and being gay doesn't change that." I removed my head from Gilbert's shoulder and leaned back slightly so that I could look at him head on.
Slowly Gilbert started to cry again. The tears started to roll down his face more frequently and his sobs became louder and deeper. He squeezed his eyes shut as if to block out the site of everything in the room.. He blindly reached out with his powerful arms and wrapped them about my body. He clung fiercely to me, almost crushing me with the force of his anguish. I said nothing aside from a few "it's okay Gilbert" that I muttered at him. I don't know how long we sat there enfolded in each other's arms. The next thing I remembered was a loud knock on the door and strange voice cheerfully calling out "Room service!"
"Come on Gilbert let's go to the bathroom while Andy deals with room service," I said to him as I pushed myself to my feet. We were still embraced, so I managed to drag Gilbert to his feet as well. I broke away from our embrace enough to shepherd Gilbert into the bathroom. As I closed the door behind us I turned and shot a quick look at Andy. Hopefully he read the expression on my face and knew I wanted him to come and get me and Gilbert once the room service waiter was gone. We had a few more important things to deal with than paying the bill for room service.
Chapter 8. Four Cops and a Cowboy
If some guy had told me that I'd be spending an evening with four hunky police officers while dressed like a cowboy, and that these policemen would willingly engage in hypnosis with me, I probably would've told him that him needed to look at purchasing a better quality of drugs, or cut back on his medication levels. Yet this is exactly the situation I found myself in. Well not exactly the same situation but damn near close enough.
"You can come out now the waiter's gone and the food's ready," Andy announced as he knocked on the bathroom door.
"On our way," I answered. "Well we'd better go out there and face the music Gilbert," I said to the red eyed tall good looking handsome hunky motorcycle policeman standing next to me by the bathroom sink. If it weren't for the confused look on his face and the huge wet spot in the crotch and down both sides of his uniform pants, you might not have any idea that this motorcycle policeman had experienced a rather dramatic event in his life. He'd just been hypnotized, and told to act like a dog, during which he had intended to pee on another police officer, but instead Gilbert wound up peeing in his uniform breeches. He had also just admitted to himself and to three other brother police officers, that he was gay, and that he had a long-term crush on one of the other police officers. Gilbert was in the bathroom crying because the police officer Gilbert had been mooning over, had just rejected him totally and unequivocally. Known only to Andy and myself, I could use my super hypnosis powers to correct the situation but at a terrible cost. There would be numerous unforeseen repercussions in Albert's life, Larry's life and Gilbert's life. I could easily spend months or years zooming around fixing things. Frankly that wasn't very appealing to me.
Gilbert looked at me for a few seconds. The confusion on his face faded as he got hold of himself and his emotions. He had been through a roller coaster the past few minutes and it was only to be expected that he was still adjusting to what he had just done. Anger blossomed on his face. I was in for it now.
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