Dan looked at the tray on the kitchen counter again. A bowl of nachos and a bowl of guacamole, some chunks of cheddar on a plate and a bowl of pickles and cucumber. He had already brought a similar tray of snacks to the living room where Artemis, Raf and Josie and Tim were playing a party game on the big screen. He could hear them cheering and having fun. Pleased, he retrieved a pitcher of iced tea from the fridge and put it on the tray along with three cups. 

He picked up the tray to bring it to the playroom in the basement. As he opened the door, he could hear Octavia moan and it gave him happy shivers. She was clearly in the midst good sex. He carefully carried the tray down the stairs, one step at the time.

Another long, drawn-out moan and then Octavia gasped: “That’s enough for now.” After a moment of silence, she said in a sultry voice: “That was amazing, thank you.”

There were footsteps and Dan could hear the faucet next to the stairs; someone was washing their hands.

“All in a day’s work, Ma’am.” Syd sounded pleased with himself.

Octavia laughed. “What kind of answer is that?”

Syd shrugged. “I mean, it’s called a hand job.” 

Octavia threw a pillow across the room and it almost hit Dan as he came down the last few steps. 

With a chuckle, Dan made his way to the bedside table and put the tray down. “I brought you drinks and snacks.” He didn't dare mention out loud why he really needed to see her.

Syd’s tattoos looked even more impressive now that he was naked, Dan had never seen the images adorning his legs. Syd dried his hands on a towel and then picked the pillow up from the floor as he made his way back to the bed.

Octavia lay on top of the covers reclining on a mound of pillows, also nude. Her hair had come undone and her face was flushed. She motioned Dan to sit next to her and pulled him in for a long, passionate kiss.

Dan’s hands roamed her soft skin as they kissed, revelling in her scent and her warmth. He felt over-dressed in his polo-shirt and black pants, but taking any clothes off would probably make him feel even more shy. His wife knew this, that's why she was kissing him, to help him feel more at ease.

After a minute, Octavia asked between kisses: “You don’t mind me kissing my husband, do you Syd? It says nothing about your kissing skill.”

“Go right ahead.” Syd replied as he sat on the edge of the bed and helped himself to a handful of nachos. “Don’t mind me. I got food.”

“Thank you, My Lady.” Dan bowed his head to kiss her hand. “I didn’t mean to interrupt but I needed to see you. I eh…” He lowered his eyes and swallowed as she touched his crotch, groping for the raging erection hidden in his pants.

She hugged him, pressing his face against her breasts. “I’m glad you’re here, my beloved. Good boy. I'm glad you're so happy. Would you like to join us?”

His heart skipped a beat and he could feel sweat drops running down his spine. He nodded bashfully.

“What did you have in mind?” Syd asked with his mouth full of cheese as he poured some iced tea into a cup.

“Oh, I don’t know.” Octavia said with a sarcastic grin. “Maybe Dan could show you how to behave during a hot hypno scene instead of being sassy and making bad jokes all the time.”

“Mee-ow!” Syd paused to give her a wide-eyed look.

Dan slipped off the bed and kneeled for Octavia. “I want nothing more but to serve and obey you, My Lady.”

She clutched her chest and gave him an adoring look. “Start by pouring me some of that tea, my beloved.” She shifted to make herself more comfortable. “I’m parched.”

As Dan poured a cup of tea for her, Syd put his empty cup down and draped his beautiful body across the foot end of the bed, showing off.

“I’m sure you have someway to shut me up.” He said, innocently staring up at the ceiling. “Several ways, more likely.” His eyes roamed around the room, looking at the whips and paddles hanging from pegs on the wall and the other toys and torture implements on display.

With her index finger up in the air, Octavia downed the cup of tea in one go. “I just need to recharge my hypno voice, my dear.”

“Excuses, excuses.” Syd clicked his tongue and shook his head. “And meanwhile, here I am, shooting my mouth off.” His eyes settled on Octavia's curves, watching her lying there on her throne of softness.

She gave her cup back to Dan. “Could you bring me a towel, please?”

“Yes, My Lady.” With a quick nod, he put the cup away and went over to the cupboard to fetch a black towel. When he returned, he paused to stare at the jiggle of her breasts as she moved and shifted on the bed. They were larger than Josie's, and so soft and round and naked… So distracting.

Smiling patiently, she pointed at her inner thighs. “If you please.”

His breath quickened as he kneeled on the bed, his knees touching her leg, and he started to tenderly dab and wipe at the wet sheen on the pale skin of her thighs, slowly working his way up to her crotch where her beautiful labia glistened at him.

Octavia closed her eyes for a second, smiling with contentment. Then she looked at Syd. “You were saying?”

He cleared his throat. “That you prolly know how to shut me up.” He put his hands up in the air defensively. “I swear I didn’t even mean to make a joke there.”

She gave him a disdainful look and then lifted up Dan’s chin and kissed him. “Thank you, my beloved.” She sat in front of him and lovingly looked into his brown, puppy eyes, still holding his chin.

“My pleasure, My Lady.” Dan smiled as he put the towel down. Anticipation made his pants too hot and tight.

She gave Syd a sideways glance without moving. “You should be more like Dan. Pay attention.”

Syd made himself more comfortable sitting cross-legged on the bed. “Yes, Ma’am.” He said with a hint of sarcasm.

“I want you to give me your full attention.” She looked into Dan’s big, brown eyes and her voice slipped into that sultry hypnotist tone. "It's a thing that happens naturally, isn't it? We've done it so many times. I speak in this particular tone and I command your attention, don't I? You focus on me like a spotlight, isn't that right?"

As she continued to enchant him with her words, Dan grew still, wide-eyed and fascinated. He sat there, kneeling on the bed with his hands in his lap, already hypnotized. From the corner of her eye, Octavia could see Syd watching them closely, blushing slightly as he licked his lips. Knowing she had Dan exactly where she wanted him, she surreptitiously turned her attention to Syd.

"And as your mind starts to drift away on the melody of my words, you don't even notice the heaviness of trance settling into your body. You're not even aware how your face starts to go blank and how you're starting to slump as my voice carries you deeper and deeper. It happens so naturally."

Syd's eyes glazed over and his head swayed on his neck as his shoulders started to droop. She almost had him, it made her smile as she spoke softly.

"Even though you don't realise how open and suggestible you are now, my words find their way deep into your mind where you accept and obey them. It doesn't really matter that you don't know that you're hypnotised, because it's too late now, isn't it? You're too far gone. You're mine now."

His eyes rolled up into his head and Octavia steadied him with her hand on his shoulder, helping him relax with his chin on his chest and his hands at his sides on the bed.

"Just sit here and sink for me, Syd." She whispered, excited by his helplessness. "Just enjoy and wallow in this mindlessness for a little. I'm going to talk to Dan and I'll be right back with you, my dear." She stared at him, the way his mouth hung open and the way he looked like he was deeply asleep turned her on so much, but then she finally managed to tear herself away.

Dan had not moved, his eyes were vacant and open, obediently waiting for her like he always did. She cupped his jaw and kissed his parted lips.

"Allow your legs to shift, my beloved. Make yourself more comfortable kneeling here." She watched him wiggle a bit before he settled down. "And now your body just locks into place, just like this. Frozen and immobolised, too heavy to move. I can move and pose you, but you cannot move yourself. Can you feel that?"

"Yes, My Lady." The words came out automatically, the result of years of conditioning. It warmed her heart. 

"Now Dan, take a deep breath for me." She patted him on the leg as she spoke to him. "Wake up from this trance, awake and aware and able to move your head, but otherwise frozen and immobilised."

Dan blinked for a second and then he blushed, lowering his eyes. "Are you making me watch, My Lady?" He asked under his breath.

"Yes." She pressed her hand against his crotch, groping for his erection. With quick hands, she opened his zipper to let his cock out into the open and then she took his right hand and folded it loosely around the shaft.

He gasped and his cheeks flushed even more.

"That's a good boy, Dan. Just like that." She blew him a kiss and then turned to Syd. 

She ran her hand through his longish hair before she made a fist at the back of his head to pull it up and kiss him. His lips were slack and wet with drool, and when his eyes fluttered open, they were white. While Dan squirmed in the background, she trailed kisses over Syd's face to his ear.

"You're like putty in my hands, aren't you?" She whispered. "With my hypnotic words, I can just mold you. I can just shape you into the lover I want right now. You're so open and suggestible, you'd do anything for me. Say it. Tell me that you'd do anything for me."

There was a moment of silence as he swallowed, and then he replied in a breathless monotone: "I'd do anything for you."

Octavia and Dan gasped almost in unison. She leaned in to kiss him with abandon and Syd kissed her back this time, even though his head still lolled in her grip.

"You are the lover of my dreams, Syd." She moaned softly, finally letting go of his hair, her hand caressing his shoulders. "Our lovemaking is like a tango, you move in rhythm with me, unclear who is following whose lead sometimes, but always with confidence. You read me so well, my dear." She pressed her body against him as she gasped for breath, excited for what was coming. "Let your lust guide you. Touch me, look into my eyes, dance with me, Syd."

For a second, his eyes closed as he gathered himself, and when they opened again, they locked onto hers with a smoldering look. One hand went up over her arm and shoulder to hold the back of her head as he kissed her, pushing her back against the pillows with the weight of his body. He gently moved her legs apart to move her into a better position for sex, and all the while Dan sat there, watching them with his cock in his hand, frozen and immobilised.