Under Her Spell

At some point my eyes had closed but they flickered open from time to time. Every time they hesitantly opened, I was met with those swirls from the headset and my mind almost seemed bored with them. Without anything interesting to watch my eyes closed once again my body relaxed into Jessica's voice.

I felt little shudders go through my body every now and again. I had always been a bit of a fidget and sitting still felt unnatural. Nevertheless, those shudders passed quickly and did not shake me from my calm. My heavy arms and legs seem to build a resistance to the movements and soon all that was left was tingles that occasionally passed through them.

It was over before I knew it. Gradually she brought me out of whatever trance I had fallen into and slowly a countdown made me more aware of my surroundings. Finally, she asked me to take off the headset and I blinked through the sudden brightness at her.

"How was that princess?" She joked.

I clicked my shoulders, suddenly aware of a small ache between them.

"Good," I replied "I feel a little achy but still, that..." I trailed off for a moment. How did I feel? I realised the word had been missing from my life for a while. Between studying, working and being out of a stable relationship I had been missing an important thing.

"I feel so calm."

Jessica uncharacteristically shook herself and afforded herself a wide, child-like grin.

"Perfect!" She yelped. She struggled to retain her normal teasing and in control demeaner.

"I'm so glad. It worked perfectly. You were a natural and slipped into it fantastically. There were a few hiccups in the middle where I thought I might lose you and you got too excited but for your first time going into a trance you maintained it perfectly. I'm so proud of you!"

I flushed slightly at the compliment but most of her post-session analysis had washed over my head.

"I'm happy the routine worked well." I replied.

She grinned and I felt some small barrier between us come down, as if sharing her hypnosis with me had allowed me a better window into her life.

"It is going to be great. I'm going to add a bit more focus on releasing tension on the legs earlier on as yours definitely were out of sync with unwinding of the rest of the of your body but I think with a few tweaks..."

I let her carry on in an excited creative fervour as I stood up and straightened out my clothes. Laying on the floor for so long had taken its toll on me and whilst I was partially supported by the mat and the cushions, aches had started to develop over my back and between my legs. Still despite the aches I felt rested and comfortable.

"Well, that was certainly odd, but I enjoyed it a lot. Feeling so calm like that was...unreal. Thank you, truly. Any time you have another routine you are worried about, let me know okay." I smiled at her and gave her a small hug.

"You mean that! Oh, I am so glad it helped you." She replied, looking at me as if suddenly being refocused in the room rather than her future recording of the routine.

"I am too. Now I am going to take a hot shower. As much as that relaxed me, I do have a few aches over all these bits so I am going to take care of those." I said, trailing hands over my body and feeling the aches.

To my surprise, Jessica blinked a few times while following my hands as if stunned by my movements. I almost swore I could see her blush.

"Um, sure, go ahead. Take- care of those aches I guess." She laughed nervously then looking a little curiously at me and flicking her eyes to my hands.

I wondered if she was embarrassed by getting carried away in her love for hypnosis. This embarrassment was very unusual for her, but I didn't think much more of it.

Instead, I slipped out of Jessica's room, got changed in my own room, and slinked into the shower. The hot water allowed me to unwind all the tingles and aches that had built inside me since the session. It was magical and between the feeling of calm, and pride at helping a friend, I couldn't help but take the showerhead off its hook and move it lower.

Stress had ruined my libido for some time and a lack of a permanent romantic partner had not helped with that, but after my session with Jessica, all that stress seemed to fade away. The stress out of the way, my supressed libido seemed eager to return. With stifled gasps in the steamy bathroom, I brought myself to a most wonderful climax. It was a truly calm, sensuous, and erotic experience. As I came, I audibly thanked Jessica for granting me the peace of mind to have it.

The next week or so passed in a blur because I was pretty busy with work, but things never seemed as overwhelming as before. I was rushed off my feet but I had gained a sense of calm that returned whenever I arrived home. My more relaxed atmosphere seemed to garner a more positive mindset and others seemed to notice. I started to receive more compliments as I put a little more effort into how I looked and felt more comfortable in my own skin.

Jessica too seemed to enjoy my more relaxed atmosphere and we joked around a lot more. I no longer hid away from her because of any feelings of tiredness and I also stopped hiding my body. Jessica and Megan had never been particularly shy but I hadn't been brought up to be so comfortable. However, since the hypnosis session I had felt more relaxed and trusting towards my flatmates.

Walking to and from the shower in a towel, as they often did, was no longer an issue and working out in my underwear with the door open happened more frequently. Jessica mentioned it a few times, with slight concern which I can hardly blame her for. Normally, it would have been out of character for me however recently I had returned to a mindset I had lost for a long time. I thanked her profusely.

My new level of calm had other effects too. My libido, once killed by my tiredness and tendency to overwork, had returned in full force. I had even ordered a new rabbit vibrator that I had been using nightly since it had arrived. I did feel slightly guilty however, for I had a secret.

The level of calm that I had felt after my session with Jessica had allowed me to orgasm so easily in the shower. I wanted that feeling again, but I wasn't quite at all comfortable with asking her to do it with the goal of orgasming right afterwards. Instead I did the next best thing, I listened to her audio.

She had shared the link to her audio with me a long time ago when she had first let me know about it but I hadn't listened to any. Oh what a waste that was! I hadn't gone much further in the weeks that followed our session but I had found the video that featured the routine she had tested on me. It wasn't quite the same as having her in the room with me or having the headset on me blocking out the light, but with her practiced and refined routine and my earbuds I was able to reach a level near that phenomenal calm I had felt before. I felt so relaxed after listening to it some nights that I almost forgot to masturbate and nearly feel right to sleep. Something inside me however, could never quite let me go to sleep without an orgasm. No matter how relaxed I was, after listening to her words my body gained an ache for touch that wouldn't go away.

Once I even forgot that I hadn't had dinner before listening to her audio. It was only a rumbling stomach that forced me to leave my vibrator behind and rush with stiff nipples and a sodden crotch to cook dinner. I don't think I have ever eaten as quickly as I did that night, and I had certainly never touched myself at the table the way I did then. I was grateful that Megan and Jessica were not around to see me but I was shocked that simply their absence would permit me to do such acts in the communal space. I made sure to wipe the dining chair down when I stood up, just in case.

By the time I had made it back to my room I was a mess and practically ripped my clothes off as I dived into bed. With my flatmates out and my vibrator pushed far inside me, my screams rang out throughout the whole flat. That night I didn't even put my vibrator away before falling asleep. I simply let the calm warm glow take me into deep dreams.

It was about two weeks after that first hypnosis session with Jessica that she talked to me about it again. Jessica sat upon the kitchen counter as I stood and cooked us eggs and bacon on toast, as a Saturday morning treat. We had started a tradition of cooking for each other at the weekend early on in our time as flatmates. The meal changed but the ritual persisted. Still today, something felt different. Not bad-different, but it was like I was finally relaxed enough to take note of things I had been too stressed to appreciate.

I couldn't help but notice how good she looked perched on the counter, calm, self-assured and very attractive. A white crop top confidently displayed to me a hint of underboob above her toned abs and the swell of her ass had spread out on the counter, barely contained by her grey leggings. Her body was the epitome of curvaceously athletic.

She swung her legs as she watched me work and licked her lips.

"Adena, I wanted to tell you. That hypnosis routine you helped me with, people really loved it. They have been saying it's the most polished my work has been."

"Really? That's great news. Happy I could help." Of course, I knew all that. I'd been reading the comments after all.

"Yeah. Lots of views. Which is surprising considering it is one of my normal ones."

"Yeah? Good to hear!" I flipped the bacon over to start cooking the other sides. What did she mean normal ones? Were there abnormal ones?

"Have you ever seen my videos?"

I looked up at her. Did she know? "Um, well, I did check out the one we worked on together when you said you'd uploaded it but I haven't watched anything else." I decided to go with the truth, although not the whole truth. I wasn't about to tell her how often I had watched that one video, and what I had done just after each time.

"So," She paused, "you haven't seen my orgasm videos then?"

I nearly flipped the frying pan; it's clattering against the hob gave away my surprise.

"O-orgasm videos? Is that allowed on Youtube? I didn't know you did that sort of thing! Not that I have anything against it I'm just surprised-"

"You're misunderstanding me." She said calmly, hands held up to stop me. Most people would probably be flustered at this point but instead she stopped my ramblings with ease and without even a hint of a blush.

"I don't post videos of myself orgasming. That, I expect, would not be allowed on my Youtube channel. What I do post however, is hypnosis videos, like the one I tested on you, except instead of the goal being to relax the listener it is to make them orgasm."

I was blushing intensely now from both my misunderstanding and as the understanding of what she actually did dawned.

"Oh- Really... Y-You...get people to cum by hypnosis?"

"Well, that's the aim. I know a lot of people get excited by it but don't properly have a hands-free orgasm. I'd love them all to, but it just isn't easy to do and not everyone can. But, getting them close and letting them finish themselves off is a pretty good compromise. People are very happy when they can, I have a lot of regulars."

"Wow, that's- wow."

She was smirking at me from atop the counter. "A lot to take in huh? Careful, the bacon's still on."

I cursed and checked on it. It didn't seem to have burned but it was more than ready. I started serving our breakfast onto plates and Jessica laid the table.

We sat and ate while only making small talk about the food. Jessica lavished on the compliments so much it seemed like she was teasing, playing with her food. She would take a long-time slipping food between her lips and would make exquisite noises as she enjoyed her meal. Or maybe it was just me, I was starting to wonder if my newly returned libido was giving me a dirty mind.

My mind was also clouded as I wondered why she had brought up her orgasm videos. Was she simply curious? Did she know I had been watching her relaxation one and masturbating? Did she wonder if I had watched her others? Or was she leading up to something? I got my answer surprisingly quickly.

She patted her lips with a napkin and sat back, relaxed and content, watching me eat.

"I want to test another routine on you, a hands-free orgasm routine."

I struggled not to cough and instead audibly gulped my mouthful down. She waited patiently for my answer, as she always did.

"You, want feedback on it?"

"I want to use it on you."

I gulped again, "Won't that mean that, I might, maybe, you know..."

"Orgasm? I might make you cum?" I shivered at her words, "Maybe. It's possible." She paused for a moment, looking off to the side, but only to consider her words. There was no space in that long pause for me to interject.

"Maybe you won't but... making you cum for me and whilst under my control is exactly what I would hope for. My ideal situation." Her eyes locked back on mine and she licked her lips, "To test out the routine, obviously."

That obviously wasn't the main reason! It was so obviously wasn't the reason and the way she said it made it clear she was well aware of how it seemed. For whatever reason, Jessica wanted to make me cum through of her hypnosis. Or, was it even to do with the hypnosis? Did she simply want to make me orgasm, by whatever method suited her? Was she attracted to me? Was she coming on to me? Surely this was flirting!

Thoughts and confusion filled my mind and every question came up with a blank answer. My lips answered without consulting the rest of my body, or maybe they just consulted my pounding heart.

"Of course, I said I would help you with anything you wanted to test."

She smiled and somehow her eyes looked even more predatory, hungrier. "You did say that didn't you, hmmm," she sighed.

She stood collecting our plates, I hadn't even realised that she had waited for my last mouthful to ask the question.

"Well it won't be today, I'm busy. But how does next Wednesday evening sound? Around six? I'm free then." She quickly deposited the plates in the dishwasher and then started to walk out of the room.

"Sure." I answered, without even considering my schedule. I would later figure out I had nothing planned, but even then, I doubt I would have refused Jessica's invitation. Especially after what she said next.

"It's best if you go to my room in a towel or robe. Nude is how I expect most people to listen to my audio so it would be good to have you the same. Besides, we don't want to get any of your clothes messy, do we? See you then!"

With those words she left the room and left me to ponder how I had just signed up to allow my confident flatmate to prove she could make me cum, with nothing but her words.

My mind was abuzz throughout the weekend and through Monday and Tuesday. Jessica didn't even have the decency to be shy or not mention it. She repeatedly told me how she couldn't wait and how it was such a great help. She didn't want me to forget. How could I?

I masturbated to her recording every night. Yes, to, not after. I know it wasn't what they were for but I couldn't help myself. Curiously however, she always managed to force me to stop touching myself as I fell into the trance. But for the earlier stages, before I became unable to move my hand, my juices flowed to the sound of her voice and the air outside my headphones was thick with my own sounds. Whenever she released control over my body, and I lay in that calm state she created, the arousal I had built up previously returned in a wave and a sweet and long climax was not hard to bring about with my toys or fingers.

Even without her audio I found my libido to be intense. Seeing Jessica and knowing what was to come. Hearing her teasing voice all around, I couldn't help but wish to touch myself more often. Work had even calmed down and I found myself with more free time at the office. Free time that often led to sodden knickers and plenty of time in the office toilets. The shower at home was also a frequent location for that release of my tension and arousal and it never failed to remind me of our first session together.

Regardless of whether I was dreading or eagerly awaiting Wednesday evening, it arrived inevitably and I soon found myself outside Jessica's door, in only a towel.

I was nearly naked, and wet. I had done my hair in a comfortable double braid, and my pussy was soaked. I had shaved everywhere, my pussy was smooth and soft, and dripping.

The anticipation was killing me.

I knocked. She told me to enter.

Everything started much the same as last time, except for the nudity. I sat on her bed in only that soft towel and stared at all those hypnotic instruments and books. All the items that filled her room that revealed little details about who my flatmate was. Fun loving, driven, confident, interested, interesting and incredibly persuasive.

I allowed my muscles to relax as she cleared a space for me in the middle of her room, just like last time. I felt my breathing hitch as instead of ignoring me, she kept peaking at me sitting on her bed, in only a towel. As she laid that same thick, comfy mat onto the floor, I managed to relax my tight grip on my towel and allow my fear to drop. But I couldn't help but squeeze my thighs together as she placed a towel down on the lower third of it, to protect her mat and her carpet from me, just in case. Her sly grin as she saw me staring sent unusually delightful shivers rustling through my body.

"Would you like to lay down?" Her voice was alite with teasing tones hidden behind kind and considerate facades.

"Um, sure. Are you going to tell me what to expect? Like your routine?" I asked standing up. Being invited to lay down straight away was putting me on edge. I wasn't sure I was ready; I was clinging to any hope of a delay. My excitement was mixing with anxiety and churning into a confusing mess.

"Oh, I'll tell you that once you're laying down. Do you want to take your towel off now too? I'll put it on my bed."

She asked it so casually but it didn't quite manage to slip past me unnoticed. She was asking me to strip for her, to remove my towel and get on with what we were both there to do. That was the reason she would be telling me the plan after I had laid down. So, I could be naked and exposed to her for as long as possible. So that she could have me naked in her room for a period when it was just me and her, no hypnosis, no work. Just the two of us. I noticed her ploy and despite my fear, granted her request.

I untied the small knot above my breasts that was holding the towel around me. I didn't quite let it drop dramatically to the floor, despite being tempted to, but I peeled it away from my body and handed over my only garment to her.

My body was flushed and excited, and I was breathing heavily. But I had spent the time to wash and shave and I felt that all my preparation had allowed me to feel truly confident in what I would be showing Jessica. Still, those eyes of hers...

Mustering up what little courage remained after being under her piercing and examining gaze I strolled over to the mat and laid down, placed my butt on the top of the towel she had placed down for me. With my head on the pillow and the soft towel beneath me I felt relaxed once more. This was a comfortable place. That feeling of safety allowed my legs to loll open a little, however I was met with the sudden coolness of the air against my wetness and despite myself I closed them once again in embarrassment. That action of opening and closing did little to stop the stimulation I felt growing inside me. Or the butterflies and throbbing I felt throughout my body.