Sally had her mouth around Jill’s nipple while groping her other boob, the two women still deeply entranced and in lust with each other. Judy slinked up to her two subjects and glided to Jill as she luxuriated in pleasure. The older women traced her finger around Jill’s ear, brushing her ear lobe with her plump lips.

“Jill, darling, are you horny?”

“mmm…yes, ma’am,” she mewled.

“Look at your friend Lach. He is a handsome man, isn’t he? You find him very attractive. The more you think about it, the more you listen to me, the more you realize that Lach is the sexiest man you’ve ever seen. You want to pleasure him, give him a good titfuck with those huge knockers of yours. No worries, no cares, just an overwhelming need to get somebody off with your tits and mouth. And who is that somebody, Jill?”

Jill’s eyes were burning holes through Lachlan’s shorts. She bit down slightly on her lip and then answered.

“Lachlan, Ma’am.”

“Good. And Sally,” Judy slipped her fingers under the heavier girl’s chin and tilted her face up to her twinkling eyes. “You’re getting so hot and horny. You’re getting fantasies for Jill’s husband. The more you think about it, the more you listen, the more you want to wrap your lips around Chemp’s huge prick. It doesn’t matter if you’ve never seen it before, Sally. You know Chemp’s prick is gigantic. It’s cast a spell over you. You must obey and serve his cock now. Whose cock drives you wild, honey?”

“Ch-Chemp’s cock, ma’am,” Sally droned.

“Good. Now, ladies, when I snap my fingers you will feel your desires for your hunky men overwhelm you. You won’t be able to stop yourselves from showing each other’s husbands a good time in the hot tub. Get them hard, make them forget all about that other woman in their lives. You want each other’s husbands all to yourselves and you will do what it takes to convince them. Ready?”

The girls looked like two very horny pumas ready to pounce.

“Yes, ma’am,” they said in unison.

SNAP!

The ladies cut through the water, each swimming straight for the crotch of their best friend’s man. Chemp and Lach barely had time to comment before they were pushed up and out of the water, sitting on the ledge as the women yanked down their swim trunks. Lach was already sporting a raging boner while Chemp’s bobbed in the air, half-erect. Sally began working on that immediately, cushioning his shaft in the warm oven of her cleavage, gazing down at it adoringly. Meanwhile Jill explored Lach’s package, fondling his balls hanging just above the bubbling water, her tits knocking into the tip of his cock.

“Do you like my titties, Lach” Jill purred as she hefted up her boobs, sandwiching Lach’s hard prick between them. “Does Sal give a nice tit pillow to fuck every morning? Wouldn’t you love to wake up to these girls around your morning wood? Hmm, baby?”

She squeezed her wet tits together and bounced them over Lach’s shaft. Lach could only grunt in response.

Meanwhile Sal was running her tongue up and down over Chemp’s surging penis. Her eyes were crossed as she gazed, mesmerized, at his hard meat.

“Oh my god, Chemp!” She fawned. “Your cock is…ulhmm…so good. Mmm…I bet Jill doesn’t give you blowjobs this good. Oh…fuck!”

While the couples were distracted, Judy sneaked her way back between the two men, her silky hand gently stroking down the back of their necks as they leered at the women servicing them.

“Isn’t this just amazing?” The older woman whispered into the men’s ears. “Your best friend’s wife getting you off, sucking your cock, wrapping those gorgeous tits around your needy shaft. You weren’t expecting this to happen when you came out to the jacuzzi tonight. It must seem so surreal, so pleasantly disorienting for you. Just watching your best friend’s wife play with your cock…”

Chemp thought there was something strange the way Judy kept stroking his head and murmuring into his ear, but he couldn’t bring himself to ask questions. Sally bounced her giant rack around his prick, giving it teasing licks and kisses every time it thrust up through her generous cleavage. Her eyes were glued to the tip of his cock, an expression of worshipful bliss on her face. To his left, Lach was squirming under Judy’s hand like a kitten as Jill pistoned both her hands up and down his rigid shaft.

“You never thought you could get this lucky. It’s like a dream come true. A sexy, horny dream of you seducing your friend’s wife. Such a wonderful, naughty dream. Dreaming of how sexy the woman between your legs is. How powerful and seductive you must be for her to treat you like this…”

Judy’s fingers began to draw small, spiraling circles around each man’s head, slowly drifting farther forward until her fingertips were dancing over the men’s foreheads. Chemp strained his eyes upward, curious about what the sly woman was up to, but Sally’s relentless teasing and stroking distracted him and he melted under the pleasure of Sally’s mouth and Judy’s fingers.

“Such a wonderful dream, drifting further in this sexy, blissful dream. So much pleasure swirling around and around, up and down…up and down your cocks, around and around your heads…spiraling higher and higher…cocks so hard…minds so filled with pleasure…higher and higher and higher…until you finally…”

Judy snapped her fingers in front of the two men’s eyes.

“Drop.”

Chemp’s brain tumbled in free fall as his head slumped forward, his whole being centered in his rigid cock. Judy’s words danced through his ears, unchallenged.

“Dropping all the way down. Every word I say makes you sleep deep, deep sleep, sleeping deeper, deeper, deeper. All the way down now, your brains trapped in your balls as you listen and obey every sexy thing I tell you…”

Judy grabbed Chemp and Lach by their hair, manipulating their bodies like puppets as the women continued to worship their cocks. Judy proceeded cooing her male subjects deeper into trance, slipping in commands to keep them from ejaculating early.

“So relaxed, so peaceful, your brains draining into your balls. Too stupid to resist and too stupid to cum. You cannot cum without my permission. All your energy and willpower trapped in your balls and my words in your heads…good boys…”

Judy leaned back and let loose a satisfied grin, surveying the four vulnerable subjects in front of her. She had her eye on the two couples since she saw them check-in to the mountain hotel the other day and, after a few choice words with the spa receptionist, she ensured that the Aussie couples and her would be the only guests enjoying the jacuzzi that night.

And indeed she was thoroughly enjoying her private soak with the suggestible couples.

Finally, Judy slid back down into the water. Without any pretense of subterfuge, she slipped out of her top, letting her pert, naked breasts breathe in the wintry air. She sat between the two entranced men, admiring the women helplessly servicing them between their legs.

"Ladies, you will listen to my voice. You find my voice so easy to obey. When I snap my fingers again, you will instantly wake up, still tending to the marvelous cock in front of you. You will be fully aware of what you are doing and will react however you would naturally. You will drop back into this warm, beautiful, sexy state if you hear my voice, and only my voice, say the word ‘trance’. Do you understand?”

“mmhmmm, y’mm mmmm…” came two muffled responses.

“And boys, you’ll just continue to drift in this wonderful dream, lost in your private lustful fantasies, hearing absolutely nothing of my conversation with your wives until I, and only I, say the words ‘dreamy dickheads’. Got that?”

“Yes ma’am…” Chemp said along with Lach. He knew he should be outraged, frightened even, but he couldn’t form any worthwhile thoughts about it while his brain was stuck in his balls. The same balls that were smothered in Sally’s tremendous breasts.

“Excellent. Well ladies, time to wake up!”

SNAP!

Jill and Sally fluttered their eyes, intelligence slowly creeping back into their heads. Sally blinked and then recoiled as she realized she had Jill’s husband’s hard cock between her tits. Jill yelped out in surprise, letting Lach’s prick fall from her mouth.

“Oh my god! What the fuck just happened?” Sally exclaimed, drawing back in shock.

“Oh shit! I was blowing your husband! Jesus, Lach! Chemp! Why didn’t you blokes do something?... Hello?”

The girls looked up to see their husbands’ heads slumped on their chests, their stiff cocks straining in the chilly air. Judy sat between them with a look of pure innocence.

“You!” Sally pointed at Judy. “What did you do to us?”

“I just gave you all an innocent demonstration in hypnosis, honey. That’s what you asked me to do after all, wasn’t it?”

“You call this ‘innocent’?” Sally gasped.

“We never asked you for…well for this! Oh fuck! We’ll never hear the end of this from these two!” She gestured at their sleeping husbands.

“Well, don’t blame me,” Judy said, letting her hands casually squeeze and stroke the hard penis on either side of her. “It was their idea, after all.”

Sally’s mouth dropped open, her eyes glaring daggers at the hypnotist.

“Come again?”

“Oh, no. They haven’t even cum once yet.”

“No, I mean, what was that? Our husbands put you up to this or something?” Sally asked with a razor edge to her voice.

“Oh yes! They were very excited. They said they always wanted to try switching their wives around. They paid me a hundred dollars for it.”

The girls exchanged open mouthed looks of fury with each other. Jill looked down into the water and shook her head in disbelief.

“No. No, Chemp wouldn’t do that to us. Lachlan, maybe, but not Chemp. Sorry about that, love,” Jill added hastily to Sally.

“No, you’re right! Lach can be dirty little pervert sometimes. I should know.” She raised her eyebrows at Judy. “Are you sure about that?”

Judy shrugged and pointed her chin to the phone lying on the cold pool deck.

“See for yourself. He transferred me the money.”

Jill marched through the water and snatched her husband’s phone, tapping in his pin code before her hand shot to her open mouth.

“Oh, fuck! They did! They paid her a hundred quid to get a fucking titjob out of us!”

“That drongo bastard!” Sally growled looking at Lach. “I swear, the second I get him alone, I’m going to slice his worthless balls off!”

“Now, now,” Judy chided, musically. “That might be a little extreme. In any case, what more can you expect from men? You know they can’t think past their dicks once a girl flashes a little titty.”

“I am not letting Chemp off the hook for this!” Jill fumed. “He knows I get jealous and insecure when I see him peeping down Sal’s dress. Fucking bastard.”

“Aw, darling. You got nothing to be worried about,” Sally tried to reassure her friend.

“Well,” Judy interjected. “A male’s restless curiosity notwithstanding, there are plenty of other ways to get revenge on your hubbies. Revenge that doesn’t involve mutilating their genitals.” Judy shot a knowing look at Sally.

Sally just glared back. “Yeah? Like what then?”

“What if I left them with a naughty little trigger? Something you could use whenever you wanted something done around the house, or maybe when you want some yummy attention on your own terms? Something these silly pea-brains here wouldn’t be able to refuse.”

Jill exchanged looks with Sally. “What exactly did you have in mind?”

“Let’s say I give each of them a trigger so that when you show them your bare nipples, they have to listen and do what you say? It would only work for you ladies, nobody else, but each of you would be able to control your husband and his friend with nothing more than a quick flash of your titties. Doesn’t that sound fun?”

The girls looked at each other, each of them waiting for the other to voice her opinion. Finally, Jill shrugged her shoulders, trying a little too hard to appear nonchalant.

“It…could be kinda fun?” she said.

“Kinda fun?” Sally said, cocking out her thick hips. “Girl, we could have our husbands washing the dishes with their balls while we sit on the couch slugging down Chardonnay. Count me in!”

“Excellent!” Judy said. “There is a fee, I’m afraid. I don’t give my subject this much power over someone for nothing.”

“How much?” Jill asked.

“A thousand dollars would do it. And the suggestion will be permanent.”

Jill frowned and then let her eye drift to Chemp’s phone, still unlocked with his virtual wallet at her disposal. She supposed she could always use her new power to make Chemp forget all about the money if he ever gave her grief about it. Before she could change her mind, Jill typed in the amount and sent a cool thousand dollars into Judy’s account.

“Alright, you have a deal. Now what?”

In response, Judy slithered into the water and handed each woman back their bikini tops.

“First, put these back on.”

“But they already are on!” Jill said, her brain still acting on Judy’s previous suggestion.  

Judy rolled her eyes and held up her finger to Jill’s face.

“Oh, of course they are, Jill. Just keep thinking about that as you drop back down in trance,” she said, waving her finger back and forth.

“I don’t know what you meeeaaannn….” Jill trailed off as her brain shut down in response to Judy’s trigger. Her eyes grew wide and glassy as she swayed along with Judy’s waggling finger.

“When you wake up, you will no longer think you still have your top on. You’ll remember that you’re topless, flashing your ginomormous titties to the whole world and will want to put your bathing suit back on.”

She glanced sidelong at Sally, who was also swaying, dazed on her feet.

“That goes for you, too,” she told Sally with a smirk. “Is that clear, ladies? Coming back up in 3…2…1…”

SNAP!

Jill blinked and then glanced down at her naked breasts, crossing her arms in shock.

“Oh, fuck! Where’s my top?”

Judy chuckled to herself as the two women stuffed their tits back into their swimsuits. Then she turned her attention back to the men.

“Okay my dreamy dickheads,” Sandra purred. Chemp and Lach’s head twitched but they otherwise remained in trance. “You will listen to my voice as it takes you deeper and deeper, hornier and hornier. You’re such horny men, aren’t you? So pent up, so helpless to resist the urges in your cocks. You might even say you two boys are slaves to your cocks. And you know who controls your cocks, don’t you?”

The men’s mouths flapped uselessly, their brains too muddled to form a coherent answer. Judy answered for them.

“Why, your women, of course! You need to listen to your women, your cocks demand it. And from now on, whenever Jill or Sally shows you their naked boobs, your brain will get stuck, like it’s hit a big patch of quicksand. When you see their naked tits, your mind will drop back into this obedient, horny trance and you will desperately want to do whatever either of them tells you. Do you understand?"

"yes, ma'am..." said two deep, husky voices.

“Very good, boys. And if you ever hear my voice say the words ‘balls for brains’, you will immediately drop back down into this sleepy, horny, obedient state. Do you understand?”

“yes, ma’am…”

“Good. Coming back to fully awake in 3…2…1…”

SNAP!

Chemp and Lach picked up their heads, looking like they had just woken up from a short nap. They glanced around the pool, nervously reading the expressions on their wives’ faces. Something about the situation didn’t sit well with Chemp, none the least of which was his half-stiff prick hanging out of his pants.

“Aheh, so, what’s the good word, love?” he sheepishly asked Jill.

“I don’t know, Chemp,” Jill said icily. In one swift motion she flipped up her bikini top, letting her creamy tits bounce out. “Why don’t you tell me?”

Chemp’s face lit up in surprise before he tumbled back down in an obedient trance. Lach gawked at his friend and began to chortle.

“What’s so funny, Lachlan?” Sally asked her husband. “How ‘bout we give you a taste?”

She pulled out her immense rack, sending Lach tumbling back down into hypnosis. The girls cackled with power and gently slapped and pinched their men, teasing them.

“Oooh! You think you’re so tough, don’t you, you old pervert!” Sally gloated to her entranced husband. “Well, let’s see you be the entertainment for once. Go and rub a fistful of snow on that cock of yours! Go ahead, love. Go put that thing on ice!”

“..y-yes, dear,” Lach replied, succumbing to his wife’s commands. He marched out of the jacuzzi and picked up a pile of fresh snow in his naked hand before shoveling it into his crotch. Without the slightest whimper he reached for another handful of snow and slathered it around his balls and shaft, his tufts of pubic hair dotted with bits of ice.

“Why, Sally!” Jill scolded her friend. “That’s no way to treat your husband! The poor thing’s willy is going to get frostbite and fall off!”

“I know,” Sally replied, giggling to herself as Lachlan shoveled another pile of snow into his crotch.

“Aww…poor thing,” Jill repeated. “Chemp? Be a dear and help your friend out! Go and keep that cock warm! You’re going to brush off all the snow and then pop that dong of his in your mouth to keep it warm. You deeply desire to keep Lach’s prick nice and warm in your mouth.”

“yes, dear!” Chemp mindlessly agreed before jumping out of the pool. He knelt down on the icy stone floor and brushed off the excess snow from Lach’s package before wrapping his lips around the head. Sally stared open-mouthed at her friend.

“Why Jill! You naughty girl! You really have it out for your man!”

Jill smiled from ear to ear, raising her eyebrows back at Sally

“Lach, stop icing yourself!” Sally commanded from the warmth of the pool. “Just lean back and enjoy Chemp’s mouth for a bit. Give us a good show, honey. Show us how much you like it!”

The girls giggled as Chemp bobbed his head up and down Lach’s hard cock. The larger man tilted his head back, his face a mix of aroused urgency and bliss. Without being prompted, he reached his hand around Chemp’s head, softly fucking his best friend’s face.

“Don’t hog all the action, Lach!” Sally said with a cruel grin. “You want to return the favor. Why don’t the two of you lie down and suck each other off? Sixty-nine for us!”

“Yes! Chemp, let Lach suck you off. See who can make the other cum first!” Jill said, bouncing up and down excitedly. The helpless men eagerly obeyed, dropping onto the frigid stone, the icy chill hardly registering in their hypnotized minds. The women hooted and cheered, shaking their breasts at the guys while they egged them on. The two husbands were sucking their cocks with a hungry glint in their eyes, squeezing and stroking each other with surprising skill.

“C’mon guys!” Jill cheered. “Shoot those full loads all over yourselves. You can’t get enough of your buddy’s hard cock….mmm….just imagine his thick cum gushing over your face!”

The men picked up the pace, almost looking as if they were competing in a naked wrestling match. Finally, the girls saw the look of uncontrollably urgency that they knew too well come over the men’s faces. With a bestial groan, the men came in unison, their hard pricks pumping and spurting ropes of thick white jism over the other’s chests and faces. The girls cheered and applauded, laughing at the top of their lungs.

As the wave of orgasms finally passed, Chemp started to open his eyes, wondering why he was naked and lying on the cold poor deck. And what was the sticky stuff on his cheek?

“Coming up,” Judy’s soft voice filled his ears. “All the way up. Remembering where you are, taking in all your surroundings, letting that delicious wave of humiliated embarrassment wash over you.”

Chemp looked in horror at Lach’s deflating cock, suddenly understanding where the salty sweet flavor in his mouth had come from. Judging by his face, Lach was reaching the same conclusion.

“Uh…Sal? What…uh….what just happened?” Lach stuttered.

“Your wives hypnotized you and made you suck each other off,” Judy said as casually as if she were talking about the weather. “How does that make you feel?”

Lach’s face went beet red. “…what the bloody fuck?” he said, quietly. Chemp just stared into space, shaking his head in disbelief.

“H-how?...” he gasped to himself.

“Well it was super easy to persuade you,” Judy winked, her fingers idly pinching and stroking her exposed nipple. “Men are always so easy to manipulate, especially when they have balls for brains.”

Chemp’s mind was reeled, falling back into a peaceful sleep as Judy said his trigger. He listened to her words without consciously hearing a thing.

“Ha! Oh, that was brilliant!” Jill laughed with Sally. “And just think we can make them do that anytime we want now! Just a little titty flash and they’re our slaves!”

“That’s right ladies!” Judy said, her soft hands gently squeezing their shoulders. “Whenever you want to you can just drop those men of yours into a deep, obedient trance…”

As soon as the words left her lips, the two giggling ladies suddenly sighed and slumped against Judy’s coaxing hands. She guided them back down to the hot tub ledge, letting their head rest again on her soft body. She shushed them, sweetly, before looking back at the men.

“Okay, boys. Time to listen closely. You will get up, cover yourselves, and go wash off in the shower. Then you will get dressed and go back to Lach’s room together. You won’t wonder where your wives are. You’ll be happy to have some guy time with your best buddy. You’ll go and find some raunchy porn to watch and spend the entire night in a daze, watching porn while you jerk your buddy off and he does the same to you. But, no matter how much your jerk each other, neither of you will remember to cum. You will pass out at dawn into a deep, deep sleep, not consciously remembering anything that happened tonight. But ready and willing to drop back into a deep horny trance when you hear me say the words ‘balls for brains’. Understand?”

The men nodded, sleepily, as Judy’s instructions seeped into their brains.

“And remember, you will turn back into horny, hypnotized zombies as soon as either of these ladies give you a flash of their naked tits. Beginning to wake up and ready to follow my instructions in 3…2…1…and wake up!”

The men opened their eyes, their minds still shrouded in the afterglow of hypnosis.

“Shower time, boys. Just make sure you have a good night!”

“Have a…good night…” Lach and Chemp muttered before gathering their clothes and heading off to the shower.

Judy turned her attention to the two sleeping beauties dozing peacefully on her sides. She brought her hands up to their faces, her fingers tracing lazy spirals around their foreheads.

“You two girls must be so thirsty,” she suggested. With an arch of her back, Judy lifted her bare breasts out of the water. “Why don’t you suckle these tasty tits of mine for a while?”

“yes, ma’am…” The Aussie girls complied, kneading and suckling at the older woman’s natural breasts.

“We’ve had such a fun time tonight, me, you, your husbands. You feel an attachment to me, don’t you?”

The girls hummed an affirmative through the handfuls of tit flesh.

“In a few minutes, you’re going to put your tops back on and gather your towels. You want to follow me to my room where you can thank me for my services tonight. And trust me, I have some very good ideas about what you can do to thank me.”

“mmm…yes, ma’am,” the girls cooed. Judy sighed in pleasure as two pretty tongues tickled and swirled around her sensitive nipples.

“You won’t worry about your men. They’re off having some bonding time with themselves. It’s just what guys do…”

“Just what guys do…” her subjects repeated, smiling widely with their eyes closed.

“And then, after we’ve really gotten to know one another, I’ll explain everything I want you to do for me during my show tomorrow night. You’re so excited to come to my show tomorrow with your two, dumb, horny husbands. You four will be the best volunteer act I’ve had in years.”

“yes, ma’am…want to come to your show…volunteer…” The women said, snuggling into Judy’s plush bosom.

“Mmm…such wonderful girls,” Judy said, her sensual lips curling into a lascivious grin. She gently guided them away, sitting them at attention before reaching for her towel.

“Let’s get started, then!”