“You alone?”

Chloe read the text from John, understanding fully what he meant. She smiled, knowing exactly what her boyfriend was thinking. She ran to her room, her short black hair bouncing over her shoulders, and rummaged through her jewelry drawer.

“I am. Which pendant do you want me to use, Sire?” She texted to John. She always got a thrill from calling him that, mostly because she knew how much it turned him on.

“Use the polished Rose Quartz, and video call me when you’re ready. I want to see you turn into bimbo Chloe nice and slow.”

“How nice of you to give me a break from my brain today. I can’t wait to-“

KNOCK, KNOCK, KNOCK!

“Shit.” Chloe texted. “Give me a second, someone’s at the door.”

“No rush,” John replied.

Chloe cursed under her breath. She glanced at herself in the mirror, making sure her nipples were poking through the tight t-shirt she was wearing sans bras, and then ran to the front door. Mrs. Noyer, one of Chloe’s mom’s girl friends, stood on the other side.

“Hello, Chloe dear!” She said, “Is your mom home? I was supposed to pick up the tickets for a play tonight.”

Alexa Noyer was stuffed into a tight dress that showed off the forty-five-year-old milf’s slutty side, her plush breasts peeking out of a keyhole window on her chest, and her wide hips filling out the stretchy material.

“Sorry, Mrs. Noyer, she went shopping. I don’t think she’ll be back for a few hours.”

Chloe smiled politely, trying to hide her desperation to get back to her fun time with John.

“Oh, she said she had the tickets on her desk. Would you mind if I just rummaged around quick, in case I find them?”

The last thing Chloe wanted was her mom’s friend bumbling around the house right now. But the Noyer’s were like family to Chloe and her mom and she couldn’t think of a good reason to turn her away.

“Uh, sure! They’re probably in my mom’s room. Just help yourself.”

“Thank you, sweetie,” Alex said, sauntering into the house. Chloe let her go up the stairs and then ran back to her room, picking up the phone and calling her boyfriend.

“Hey, sorry!” She whispered into the phone. “One of my mom’s friends came by. She should be out of here soon.”

‘While you wait…” John said, a horny edge in his voice. “Why don’t you gaze at the pendant anyway, and just tenderize your mind for me a little?”

“Mmm…” Chloe murmured, her brain already feeling pleasantly soft and squishy. “I like that. I can’t wait for you to turn my brain to mush, Sire.”

“I know,” John’s deep, silky smooth voice said in his ear. “You’ve been studying so hard recently, I thought you could use a break. Just swing your pretty crystal and let your eyes follow it.”

Chloe grinned and lay back on her bed. She hooked the chain of her pendant around the toe of her left foot and lay back on the bed, holding her foot in the air and letting the crystal sway back and forth over her head. She always liked this position when she had to fascinate herself.

“Are you watching it?” John asked over the phone.

“Yes…I love watching the pendant…” Chloe said softly.

“Yes, you do. And you love listening to my voice.”

“I love listening to your voice…” Chloe repeated, feeling her mind bob in and out of light trance.

“Watch the crystal swinging back and forth. It’s so pretty.”

“Back and forth…so pretty…back and forth…so pretty…” Chloe chanted.

“Watch the crystal. It makes you think of my cock. Swinging back and forth….back and forth…so pretty…so sexy…”

“Back and forth…so pretty…back and forth…so sexy…” Chloe said, smiling up at the sparkling pink crystal above her head. She could stay here for hours. “Back and forth…so pretty…back and forth…so sexy…uh…oh shit!”

Out of the corner of her eye, Chloe noticed a silhouette standing in the doorway to her room. How could she forget the door was open?

“Chlo? What happened? Stoplight check.”

“Uh…yellow…yellow-red.”

“Waking up, fully aware. What happened?”

Chloe was trying to figure that out herself. She was still on her back with the crystal dangling from her foot, but standing at the entrance to her room was Alexa Noyer, the older woman staring raptly at the crystal pendant, her eyes heavy and lips parted.

“I…I think I have some company,” Chloe said.

“What?”

“It’s my mom’s friend! She walked in while I was trancing. I think…I think she fell under,” Chloe said as she watched Alexa’s curvy body sway with the motion of the crystal. “What should I do? Should I wake her up? What if she tells my mom about us?”

Chloe was twenty-two, well old enough to have her own kinky fun, but she wasn’t sure she wanted her whole family to know about her hypnosis fetish.

“Is she really zonked out?” John asked.

Chloe took the crystal in her hand, sitting up on the bed. She walked over to Alexa, keeping the swinging crystal in plain sight to keep the older woman distracted. Alexa’s eyes followed the shiny pendant like magnets.

“Yeah. She looks pretty deep. She must be naturally susceptible to trance.”

“Okay. I’ll be over in fifteen minutes. Try to keep her drifting in trance until I get there and I can give her some amnesia commands. Are you going to be okay?”

“Sure…just hurry before someone else shows up, okay?”

“On my way now.”

The phone went dead, and Chloe found herself alone with the entrance woman. She kept the swinging rose quartz leveled in front of her eyes, terrified about what would happen if Alexa snapped out of it. The buxom woman’s relaxed into a slow, steady breathing pattern, obviously deep in trance.

Feeling awkward, Chloe decided to speak.

“You like watching the pendant…don’t you Mrs…uhm…don’t you, Alexa?”

“…yes…” she mumbled. Chloe felt a flutter of excitement. She had actually hypnotized her mom’s hot friend!

“You want to watch it sway back and forth…so pretty…back and forth…you will listen to my voice and obey…”

“Watch it sway…back and forth…so pretty…listen and obey…” Alexa repeated. Maybe she had done this before.

“Follow the crystal, Alexa…let it lead you and come sit on my bed.” Chloe commanded. Alexa staggered forward like a sleepwalker and sank onto Chloe’s mattress. A thrill of power shot through Chloe and she smiled, wondering what else she could make the mature woman do.

“Deeply in trance…listening to my voice…your eyes are getting so heavy, Alexa. You still want to watch the pretty crystal, but it’s making your eyes so heavy. Trying to keep your eyes open but they are getting so tired, so heavy, so tired more and more and closing them now…”

Chloe brushed her hand over Alexa’s eyes, sending the woman plummeting down into sleep. She giggled softly as she felt her pussy twitch. She had occasionally experimented with being the top in her kink play with John, but nothing as incredible as this. She eyed the entranced woman and the generous curves practically spilling out of her tight evening dress.

Ideas began to drift through Chloe’s mind.

“Alexa, your dress is beginning to feel itchy. Your top just won’t sit right over your breasts. The more you wear it, the itchier and more uncomfortable your nipples get. You need to adjust your top.

The older woman frowned slightly, and her hands drifted up to her top, shifting and pulling at the fabric.

“The more you adjust your top, the itchier it feels. You need to feel relief. You need to feel the cool air on your nipples. You want your tits to come out and feel the cool air against your nipples. Letting them come out now.”

Alexa moaned slightly, her eyes still shut, as she pulled down the bust line to her dress, letting her D-cup breasts spill out, her large, puffy, dark nipples stiffening.

“Good…feeling so happy and relaxed to have your tits out…dropping ten times deeper now…feeling so comfortable and relaxed…”

“Mmmmm…” Alexa said, melting deeper into her trance. Chloe’s eyes lit up as she reached out and gently tweaked her mom’s best friend’s nipples, eliciting a sleepy giggle from Alexa. She really did have exquisite tits. The same kind of tits she knew John ogled when he thought Chloe wasn’t looking.

“I have a fun idea, Alexa…” Chloe said, outright groping the topless woman. “You will listen very carefully now…”

John knocked on the door ten minutes later. Chloe ran to the door and let him in.

“Where is she?” he asked.

“In my room. I dropped her down into a deep sleep. She’s still snoring.” Chloe said.

“Great.”

Without preamble or warning, John tapped Chloe on the forehead. Chloe felt her mind tumble down, her body collapsing on her boyfriend’s shoulder.

“Good. Deep down, drifting, draining, sinking, and obeying. Deep sleep now, deep sleep,” John whispered. Chloe surrendered fully to his hypnotic control. John walked his girlfriend to the couch and lay her down, propping her head up on the cushions.

“Good girl, Chloe. Now, while I’m attending to our guest, you can just drift here and play with yourself, thinking about my cock. You’ll like that, won’t you?”

“Yes, sire. Anything you say…” Chloe murmured, a blissful smile on her face.

“Good. Get started then,” John said, leaving her to her play time. Chloe buried her fingers in her cunt and began to recite her mantras

“Tick, tock…obey John’s cock…tick,, tock…I want John’s cock…tick, tock…I love John’s cock…”

Chloe floated in a sea of pleasure and trance, but eventually her internal timer warned her that she had been edging for more time than was normal. Without John’s guiding voice to subdue her, she gradually lifted herself out of trance, rubbing herself to a quick orgasm as she woke herself up.

She looked around, realizing that she had been helplessly masturbating on the couch for a half-hour. She got up, brimming with irritation at John for leaving her hanging. She marched down the hall and peeked into her room.

John sat on her chair, his eyes wide and vacant and drool dribbling down his chin. He was staring at Alexa’s incredible rack as she slowly swayed back and forth, two of Chloe’s sparkly nipple tassels clamped to her tits. The small, dangling burlesque ornaments swung like beautiful pendants, trapping John’s mind in a web of lust and hypnosis.

Chloe had a feeling that John would take unfair advantage of the situation and probably at least have the busty milf give him a good show before he wiped her memory. Chloe was suddenly very glad that she had left two hypnotic boobie traps, ready to ensnare her devious, overconfident boyfriend, on the unwitting subject, Alexa. She leaned back and watched the wonderful sight before her. Her mom’s best friend and her dominant boy, now both helplessly under her power.

She went and locked the front door. It was going to be a very fun afternoon, and she didn’t want any interruptions.