The Coffee Shop Pt. 05

"As you wish constables," I said. I was pleased that I had assuaged his concerns. Actually what I had done was to confuse him enough so that he didn't want to fight me anymore. The super hypnosis suggestions helped make that a lot easier. I walked over to Constable Bender and stood behind him. I placed my hands on his shoulders and carefully turned his body so that his head was exactly opposite to Constable Sanders left shoulder. I quickly walked over to Constable Sanders, stood behind him and turned his body so that his head was directly opposite Constable Bender's left shoulder. When I was sure that the Constables were positions correctly, I walked back to my position beside the Constables. "When I touch you on the shoulder Constable, you will find yourself toppling slowly. It will take only a few moments for your body to move forward and for your head to wind up resting on the left shoulder of the man standing in front of you." I was explicit in my instructions, to reduce the possibility of the Constables being harmed. Their bodies were physically fit and heavy. I would have been hard pressed (no pun intended) to catch their bodies if they missed each other. After all there were two of them and only one of me. This was going to be good. I touched each constable's shoulder.

I'm sure that my eyes must have lit up as I watched the two Constables toppled towards each other. Like two tall handsome dominos falling towards one another, the two constables' stiff rigid bodies moved towards each other. A few seconds later the two men were resting their heads upon each other's left shoulders. Their stiff bodies formed an inverted capital 'V' as they stood there holding each other up. It was such a sexy sight to behold. My only regret was that I did not have a camera to snap a few pictures. (Now you know, dear reader, why I had them remove their Stetson hats earlier.) I slowly walked around the two men, drinking in the sight of their propped up bodies from every angle. (Well not EVERY angle. I did not get down on my hands and knees, crawl in between their bodies and look up to see what I could see. At the time that idea did not enter my head. I must have been distracted by my enjoyment of the more conventional views and angles.) Delightful and delicious are the two words that rolled into my head as I feasted my eyes upon the sight before me.

"Yes, that's right Constables. You can easily lean on each other, knowing that you can trust your partner to support you. After all, he is your partner and you have learned to trust him during the many hours you have worked together. So trust him now. Enjoy the heavy feeling of his shoulder supporting you and let go so you can go deeper into a relaxed comfortable restful state. Let your mind empty of all cares, worries and concerns. For now, just for now, let yourself enjoy having an empty calm peaceful mind. You deserve it. You know that you do. So just enjoy yourself. Breathing is so deep and pleasant. Just letting go. The deeper you go, the better you feel and the better you feel the deeper you go. Always going deeper, always feeling better."

"Yes, deeper. Feels so good," muttered Constable Bender.

"Deeper and deeper. Yes." Agreed Constable Sanders.

"Now when you ready to go even deeper to experience a profound sense of relaxation, comfort and peace, you will be able to move your body again. When you are ready to reach out and enfold your partner in your big strong arms, to support him, to support his body as he has supported you all those times, when you are ready to do that and to go down even deeper into relaxation and peace, it will happen easily and almost automatically, constable," I told them. Seconds later the two constables' arms moved up and about one another at chest level. They pushed away from each other for a moment until they were standing upright again. They looked at each other as if they were strangers, their faces showing their confusion at their actions. I too was puzzled at their reactions. This is not what should have happened. They were responding so well to my suggestions earlier. I sighed softly to myself as I realized I was going to have to take some quick action to repair the situation. I opened my lips to speak but then held my piece as I saw the two constables take a half step towards each other. Gently, tenderly, almost hesitantly they pulled their uniformed bodies next to each other. Softly they embraced each other, laying their heads on each other's shoulders with all the care of a mother laying her baby down in its crib. There was a gentleness to their actions that was overpowering to witness. I suddenly felt embarrassed to be witnessing two strong masculine powerful men showing such tenderness towards each other that was as profound as it was powerful. I had expected them to just roughly grab and hug each other like good buddies and friends. This, though, was something more.


I moved about until I could see Constable Benders' face clearly. Some instinct guided me over to look at him first, before Constable Sanders. My jaw dropped as I saw Constable Bender had a look of intense peace on his face. His eyes were firmly closed and a small smile graced his lips. He was happy. Perhaps blissful might have been a better word. I heard him mutter 'yes' and hum with pleasure. "Are you okay, Constable Bender?" I asked stupidly. The man was clearly happy. I couldn't think of anything else to say at the time though. I'm not the world's greatest conversationalist by any means.

"Yes sir. I'm great, sir," Constable Bender said softly, followed by a soft sigh of contentment.

I moved around so that I could look at Constable Sanders, as I was understandably curious as to his reaction to all this. Constable Sanders' face was calm and relaxed. He had a gentle smile on his face, and his eyes too were closed firmly. "How are you feeling, Constable Sanders?" I asked.

"I feel very good, sir," he answered happily. He didn't say anything more. He merely stood there hugging and being hugged by Constable Bender. Both men were content to stand there hugging each other for the time being. Who was I to interrupt them?

"Enjoy yourselves, Constables," I encouraged them. "It is not often that two men discover the simple joy of holding and hugging each other in comradeship and brotherly love. There is nothing sexual or erotic about all this. You are simply two men who know each other well. You trust each other. You care about each other. Now you have the rare chance to show your deep concern and compassion for each other in a physical manner, by holding and hugging each other. It takes a strong man to show his compassion and caring for another man, especially a man that he respects. Thank you, both of you, for allowing me to see the true strength of an RCMP Constable," I told them in a soft supportive tone of voice. Perhaps I was laying it on a little thick, but the site of those two strong tall powerful men embracing each other was a very moving sight indeed. I did not find it erotic, although normally I'm sure I would have.

I decided to leave them like that, embracing each other for the next five minutes or so. The time passed quickly as I walked around the Constables and looked them over, devouring them with my eyes. They were handsome men, and the RCMP dress uniforms that they were wearing enhanced their striking good looks. I noticed that Constable Sanders was a few years older than Constable Bender. My guess was that Constable Sanders was the senior of the two Constables, and the one in charge. I noticed that I was a lot stronger today, and that my chest hurt a bit less as I walked about. Maybe I could go home soon.

"Please release each other and stand next to one another looking at me," I ordered the Constables after I had walked over to the bed and climbed back into it.

"Yes, sir," Constable Sanders said as he unwrapped his arms from about Constable Bender's torso.

'Right away, sir," Constable Bender answered cheerfully. He removed his arms from about Constable Sanders manly torso, and then turned to face me, a smile plastered on his face.

"In a moment I will count from zero to five, where zero is this state or an even deeper state than this, and five is where you are wide awake and back to normal in every way. When you understand these instructions, nod your head once," I said to them in a firm steady voice.


A few seconds later, both Constables nodded their heads once while they looked at me. They appeared to be quite content to stand there waiting for me to say something more. I decided to bring them out and see what they thought of the experience. "Zero, and starting to come up now. One and you and feel yourself coming up a bit more. Two, halfway there and you can feel the need for more oxygen and so you take a deep breath in. Three, starting to move and stretch as you come up more and more. Four nearly there and your eyes are blinking now. You will remember everything that happened during your hypnosis with me. Five, eyes open and fully wide awake. Wide awake!" I said as I counted them out of hypnosis.

The Constables blinked their eyes several times as they looked about the room. They seemed bewildered for a few moments as if they were not sure where they were, or what had just happened to them. It was almost comical to see them looking about with a 'what the heck happened' expression on their faces. I waited for them to say something. I was wondering what their overall reactions were going to be. The two Constables stared at me for a minute or so, as if they were unsure what to do.

"Wow!" Constable Sanders said as he looked at me in surprise.

"Yeah, I second that," Constable Bender agreed.

"Wow? That's all?" I asked "That's all you have to say to me?" I was a bit taken aback by their subdued response.

"What more did you expect?" Constable Bender asked me, a puzzled look blooming on his face.

"Well the least you could do is say 'thank you'. The two of you seemed to enjoy yourselves," I said, as I smiled at them.

"Okay, well 'thank you' on behalf of Constable Bender and myself,' Constable Sanders replied. His voice lacked any genuine warmth in it.

"You don't seem too happy with how things turned out, Constable Sanders," I said to him. I decided to keep the conversation formal, out of respect for the Constables. "Is there something amiss?"

"You could say that, yes," Constable Sanders admitted. "I don't like being used, and you tricked me into hypnosis. I never wanted to go under, but I couldn't stop myself. It might have been a pleasant experience, but it was not one that I agreed to. The truth of the matter is that you tricked me. I don't like being tricked."

"I suppose if you want to get technical about it, yes I did trick you. I did hypnotize you without your express consent beforehand. However, if you didn't agree to the hypnosis, nothing would have happened," I told Constable Sanders. (Okay, so I lied. I'm no angel. I was telling the truth about regular hypnosis and I was withholding the truth which was that I had used super hypnosis on the Constables. Hey, we all have our little secrets.) "I think, all in all, it was worth it to the both of you. Don't you feel more relaxed, calm and at peace then when we started?"

"Well, yes, I suppose so, but that doesn't change the fact that you tricked me," Constable Sanders said as he jutted his jaw out at me defiantly.

"Well, unless the two of you want to go back into hypnosis now and make out like a couple of love crazy teenage gay boys, I think we are about done with the hypnosis for today," I told them. "I haven't even implanted any post hypnotic triggers to put you back under. It's safe for you to leave now, though we really should talk for another five or six minutes."

"Why is that?" Asked Constable Bender as he looked at me.


"To be sure that you are completely out of hypnosis. You are both very suggestible right now and will tend to follow suggestions for the next five minutes or so. It is a normal result of coming out of hypnosis," I explained.

"Yeah right," Constable Bender said, but the look on his face said that he more than half believed what I said.

"Did you enjoy embracing each other?" I ask them.

"It was uncomfortable at first, but after a minute or so it felt good, yes," Constable Bender admitted.

"I was surprised that it did feel good," Constable Sanders agreed.

"I'm pleased to hear that. I like it when my subjects have a good time. Now I should warn you that if you embrace each other again, you will return to your very deep hypnotic trances. It is now up your conscious and subconscious minds to decide if you want to go back into hypnosis, " I said to them with a smile on my face. The super hypnosis commands I had given them earlier, would insure that they would be returning to their super hypnotic states very soon. I was like a cat playing with a couple of mice, thoroughly enjoying myself and wanted to get on with the game.

"No way!" Constable Bender said shaking his head.

"You're crazy," Constable Sanders said.

"Actually, I'm not, Constable Sanders. I saw how the two of you reacted to each other. I think that deep down the two of you want to go back into hypnosis. Now you have to decide if you do" I said to them. "If you don't believe me, all you have to do is try calling my bluff by embracing each other."

"What the hell, let's call his bluff," Constable Bender said to Constable Sanders. "The guy is feeding us a line of bullshit." Constable Bender shot me an 'I'll show you look' that only added to my enjoyment. Constable Bender had just enough arrogance in his attitude that it would make taking him down all that more enjoyable.

"Okay, but only because you want to," Constable Sanders said hesitantly. Holding his arms out in an open embrace, Constable Sanders walked towards Constable Bender. Constable Bender held his arms out as well. A few moments later the two Constables wrapped their arms about each other. They held each other firmly and rested their heads on each other's left shoulders. A few seconds later their eyes closed, their heads dropped down and their arms became limp and dropped to their sides. They leaned forward and sagged towards each other. They were going to topple over onto the hospital room floor if I didn't do something, and fast.

"Catch the man in front of you and embrace him securely. Don't let him fall. He is trusting you to support him, just as he always has," I told them. The Constables reacted immediately. Their eyes snapped open and their head came up as they reached out and grabbed one another in a firm embrace. It took them only a few seconds to steady each other. "Good boys," I encouraged them. "Now you can feel your bodies, torsos and arms becoming strong and steady. You can now easily hold up the man in front of you, so you can close your eyes now and let your head drop back down into that comfortable place. You can let your mind go and drift back down into that wonderful state of hypnosis that you so enjoy. All the while your bodies will easily remain upright as you embrace and support one another."


"Yes sir," Constable Sanders said quietly.

"Right sir," Constable Bender agreed.

I was pleased that the two constables were so agreeable to going back into hypnosis. It wasn't as if they really had a choice though. They had never really left the state, although they didn't know that. (Yes, sometimes I'm a sneaky son of a bitch. I'm no angel, as I said before.)

"Enjoy yourselves, Constables. And when you are ready, you can do whatever else comes into your mind. But remember that you cannot leave this room while in this state of hypnosis. That is for your own safely and peace of mind, " I said to them. Now I would find out what these Constables really wanted to do while in hypnosis. It was sure to be interesting to say the least.

After a few more minutes the two Constables broke their mutual embrace, and carefully turned so that both of them were facing towards me. Small smiles decorated their faces, and a soft light shone in their eyes as they looked at me. I wasn't sure what to make of it, other than to guess that they were happy. Constable Sanders looked over at the empty bed next to me, spying the two Stetson hats that rested there waiting for their owners to claim them.

"Henry, please go fetch our Stetsons," Constable Sanders ordered the other Constable.

"Yes sir, uh, Fred," Constable Bender replied a touch of awkwardness evident in his voice. He quickly walked over to the bed, snatched up the Stetsons and returned to stand next to Constable Sanders. Constable Bender examined one of the Stetsons and having determined its ownership placed it on his head while handing the other Stetson to Constable Sanders. Very shortly the two Constables were back in full uniform standing in front of me.

"Atten Shun!" barked Constable Sanders. Instantly both Constables came to full attention, looking straight ahead at me, feet together and arms held stiffly at their sides. Yes, I did feel a twinge of something, something most delightful. "Salute!" Constable Sanders barked. Both Constables snapped a salute at me. I was amazed at the actions of the Constables. I had not hinted in any way that I wanted them to treat me as a superior officer. They were doing it on their own. I felt a blush creep over my face at the honour they were showing me. I knew I did not deserve it, as I had done nothing to earn such respect from two honourable men. I walked over to them looking them over carefully. Damn they were handsome! I was very tempted to reach out and start fondling them as they stood there like living mannequins.

"Thank you, Constables," I told them a few seconds later. "Would it be permissible for me to examine the fit of your uniforms while you remain at attention and continue to salute me?"

"Yes sir!" Barked Constable Sanders. "Both Constable Bender and I are at your command, sir!"

"Yes, sir! Of course, sir!' Agreed Constable Bender enthusiastically.


I was flabbergasted. The 'at your command, sir' floored me. I wasn't sure what to do or what had happened. I had not intended to direct the Constables into any submissive behaviour. If what the Constables had said was true, they had tapped into a very submissive side of their natures and decided to act upon it. Or it could be a trick, a test on their part. I shook that thought out of my head. If we had been talking about ordinary hypnosis where the subject had final control, then yes they could be playing me or testing me. This, though, was super hypnosis and it worked much differently than ordinary hypnosis. In super hypnosis subjects were submissive and obedient once they reached a very deep state of hypnosis and started to feel happy. The happy feelings flooding into their minds tended to lower any resistance that they might feel, and to make it much easier for them to act upon their deepest most hidden desires.

"So you are at my command, are you, Constables?" I ask them, as an evil thought popped into my head.

"Yes sir!" Constable Sanders answered immediately. He was now smiling pleasantly at me as if this was not at all out of the ordinary.

"Completely, sir!" Constable Bender said cheerfully. He was still saluting me but a shit eating grin was now plastered on his face. He was gone into super hypnosis big time.

"Well, then, Constables, when I return your salute, you will be the most talented actors in the world. You will be performing a scene in front of me where you are two gay Constables who have fallen madly in love with each other. You will proceed to deep kiss and fondle each other as passionately as you can while remaining standing upright," I told them with a smile. "And you will not attempt to disrobe each other. It is okay if you knock your Stetsons off your heads, though." (I can hear the boos hisses and yells of disappoint from those readers who were hoping for some hot intense man sex between these two constables. I could take things only so far, as we were in hospital after all and we could be interrupted at any time. Besides the Constables were straight as far as I knew and I did not want to try and change them into gay boys, even though I knew that I could do that if I wanted to.) I closed my eyes and projected a compulsion field in the corridor outside my hospital room door. The field extended for about three metres down the corridor in each direction. The field would cause anyone walking by my room to not hear anything out of the ordinary. Only someone who had a genuine need to enter my room would do so, and they would not see anything out of the ordinary. It took me about a minute to compose the field, project it and set it up. During that time the Constables remained at attention, saluting me. I smiled as I got ready to return their salutes. The smile got bigger as I realized that setting up the compulsion field was a lot easier than I had expected. With my recent injury I had thought I was going to have to put out a lot more effort to compose and project the field. This was not the case, however. I found creating and projecting the field to be just as easy as before my assault, perhaps even a bit easier.