I froze. Playing around? Living out my fantasies… Here? For Real… No… That’s impossible! It was all in my head… But as I thought about it, I remembered that he admitted that he made me undress… Masturbate… I didn’t remember those actions at all… After that… How hard would it be to… To…

 

THAT RAT BASTARD!!!!

​The shock of what he had done to me seemed to shatter my shy nature as the indignation of abusing my trust burned along my veins. I simply couldn’t contain myself.
 
“WHAT?!?” I said as I moved around the chair to face him. “What did you just say? I don’t think I heard you correctly.”

But as I saw his smug smile, I already knew the answer. Suddenly, the nagging part of my mind that I tried to silence made itself heard. He had used me. He… He wasn’t really helping me at all!
 
“You heard me…” he said with that damn smile.
 
“You… YOU!” I screamed. “YOU HAD NO RIGHT! I can’t believe… You can’t… You can’t use people like that! You betrayed my trust! You… You BASTARD! Why the hell would you do this to me???”
 
“First of all…” he said calmly, which infuriated me. “Should you really be calling me a bastard? I just told you that I can make you do what ever I want. It is wise to challenge me like this?”
 
I was about to shout at him again, but a warning flared up in my mind.
 
“And secondly…” he said. “The reason I did it was because I could. Because I wanted to.”
 
“You… You can’t…” I said, still incredibly pissed, but my voice had gone down a few notches. “But my husband is your friend! Why would you do this to his wife? TO ME!”
 
“I’m not going to repeat myself.” He said.
 
“What? Just… Just because you CAN do something doesn’t mean you should do it!!! What kind of reason is that?”
 
“I don’t have to have one. I simply saw an opportunity and seized it. Seized you…”
 
“YOU CAN’T DO THIS TO ME!” I yelled, trying to tap in the anger I felt. “I’ll report you or something! I’ll… I’ll call the police!!!”
 
“Oh will you? I’d love to listen in on that conversation.” He said as he took out his phone and handed it to me. “Be my guest. Call who ever you want. Tell them all about how I took control of your mind and made you cheat on your husband.”
 
I took his phone and saw it was already unlocked. I pulled up the phone app as he continued to speak.
 
“I’m curious to see how you’ll explain that you described, in graphic detail mind you, that you fantasized about fucking me. Serving me…”
 
I froze. What was he talking about?
 
“I never… I mean… No! Just NO!”
 
“Oh but you did… I even filmed you as you answered my questions. You can check for yourself on my phone there. I asked you what fantasies turned you on the most and you went on to answer how much you were tempted to seduce me.”
 
“No no…” I said as I looked at his phone. “I would never… I love my Husband!”
 
“I know that… But you still think he doesn’t fuck you enough. Am I wrong?”
 
“But… BUT that doesn’t mean I want to cheat on him!”
 
“Maybe not… But under hypnosis… You told me as much.” He said with that smug smile.
 
I was panicking… I couldn’t believe that my sub-conscious really wanted to cheat on my husband. I was such a good wife… But the more I thought about the situation I was in…
 
“You… YOU MADE ME SAY THAT! Didn’t you?” I said as I finally put everything together.
 
“Maybe I did… That’s for me to know. But if I can trigger you to fuck me, I can certainly have you say what ever I want… During a trance…” he said as he got up, making me want to run away. “And also… While you are awake… For example…” he said as he got up.
 
“What are you doing?!?! Stay away!!!” I said as I backed up away from him.
 
“Stacy can assist me proper by repeating these words: Yes of course… Ever since I layed eyes on Jake, I’ve dreamed about giving myself over to him. I’ve fantasized about being his secret little fuck doll without my husband knowing about it.”
 
I was about to yell at him some more, but I suddenly didn’t care. I had to please Jake. I had to say those words. Nothing else mattered.
 
“Yes of course… Ever since I laid eyes on Jake, I’ve dreamed about giving myself over to him. I’ve fantasized about being his secret little fuck doll without my husband knowing about it.”
 
I felt incredible pleased with myself for being able to repeat his words exactly. His smile told me he was pleased. I was happy. But after a few moments, the happy feeling slipped away. Shock came rushing in as I realized what I had just said.
 
“See?” he asked. “So go ahead… Call the police… They’ll never believe you. But even on the off chance they did… I can make you confess to anything I want…”
 
I backed up again. I couldn’t believe this was happening! This was horrible!
 
“And besides…” he said as he closed the gap between us. “What would your husband think? To know that his loving wife longed to fuck his friend… To realize that she thought he wasn’t man enough to fuck her properly?”
 
“WHAT?!?!” I asked as my back hit the wall. “I never… I never said that! I don’t think that at all!!!!”
 
“Oh really? You should know that before I started to play around in your head, you actually did want to fuck around outside the confines of your marriage. I just… Directed things so that you would end up here. But you wanted to cheat well before you came to see me.”
 
“I… You…” I said as I realized he was right. “Well… Every married couple feels that way some times! It’s… It’s natural! But I would NEVER cheat on him!!!” I said as another thought occurred to me. “YOU!!! You planted that idea in my head! I’m sure of it! You can do that too I’m sure of it!”
 
“Seems you are finally understanding just how much control I have over you… You are certainly right… I could have… So maybe I did…”
 
“I knew it!” I said.
 
“Just as I planted other fun little triggers… Like this one: Stacey plays the stripping game by removing her shirt.”
 
“What does… OH MY GOD!!” I exclaimed.
 
My hands started to move on their own. I looked down in shock as they started to grab the bottom of my shirt. WHAT THE HELL? I couldn’t stop myself! I watched in horror as they lifted my shirt up and above my head, completely removing it. Once it was off, they handed it to Jake. Like an offering or something! Why hadn’t I worn a bra today??
 
“Thank you my dear…”
 
“Fuck you… give that back to me this instant!!” I said without much conviction.
 
I felt like the situation was finally hitting home. He had a hold over me. He… Controlled me! I was completely helpless as I watched my hands remove my shirt. Like they had a mind of their own.
 
“Fuck me? What a marvelous idea…”
 
“NO! I didn’t mean…” I started to say, but Jake interrupted me.
 
“Stacey plays the stripping game by removing her pants.” He said with an amused smile.
 
And just like that, my body suddenly moved on its own and started to undo my pants. I looked down and watched in horror as my treacherous hands went on to pull my zipper down. In my mind, I pictured my hands moving away. Releasing the fabric and going up to conceal my bare tits. But they stubbornly refused to comply. They pulled my pants apart and went to my ass to start working them down.
 
The feeling was so strange! I felt trapped inside my own mind! My body even moved back and forth to help my hands push my pants down! I couldn’t stop myself! I was horrified! Like I was a passenger in my own body! I watched as I step out of my pants and picked them up. Again… Handing them to Jake.
 
He took them as his lustful eyes admired my curves, noticing with delight that I hadn’t worn panties either. Thankfully, my hands were mind to control again and I brought them up to hide my nipples.
 
“What… What are you going to do to me?” I asked, half resigning myself to what was about to happen, half trying to figure out a way out of this.
 
“Do?” he said as he looked down at my bare chest. “It all depends how I feel really…”
 
He looked up in my eyes, but I looked away. I couldn’t face him. From the corner of my eyes, I saw him smile. He threw my pants away and brought both his hands up a little. His fingers lightly touched my hips and I flinched away. But he didn’t stop and just moved closer to touch me again. His touch felt oddly electric… I expected it to be thoroughly disgusted by him. To feel myself grow cold and dry… Simply to prove to him and myself that I didn’t want any part of this.
 
But it seemed that my treacherous body had other ideas.
 
I felt a rush of warmth travel along my skin. I whimpered a little. How could I feel anything but revulsion? How could I feel… Aroused? Even as I felt deep despair? I was so confused…
 
His fingers lightly traced circles on my hips, making their way slowly up to my mid drift. Goosebumps erupt everywhere as his touch slowly made me warmer. Hotter… I didn’t look directly, but I could see he was looking up at me.
 
“And…” I said, swallowing hard. “What do you… huh… Feel like?”
 
My mind was racing. Trying to come to terms with the fact that he had me undress with only a few words. I didn’t want to be naked in front of him. I knew I had been, but this wasn’t in a trance. It wasn’t for therapy… Come to think of it, that wasn’t proper either. He… He had used me! Betrayed my trust. Taken control…
 
“Remove your hands.” He said sternly.
 
“What? NO!” I said as I squirmed.
 
“Now.” He simply stated as his fingers reached my rib cage.
 
My arms suddenly felt heavy. Almost lifeless… I felt like I had over used them… No energy at all… They… They just fell away! I looked down at them, not really understanding what had just happened, when I felt his thumbs caress under my boobs. I took a sharp breath as I felt a sudden spike of pleasure, making my nipples harden all on their own.
 
“That’s better… See how your body readily accepts my control?”
 
“This can’t be happening…” I whispered.
 
“Oh but it is… But it also looks like you like all this… I can already smell how aroused you are getting.”
 
Through my panic, I hadn’t realized how slick I had gotten. The more he pressed his advance, the less confident I was. Like he was slowly extinguishing the fire of my indignation with my own arousal.
 
“Sss… Stop this… Please…” I said weakly. “This isn’t right… My husband… Your friend… He’ll find out…”
 
My weak plea felt hollow. I didn’t want my husband to know about this. Especially since apparently I had told Jake all about my unfaithful fantasies. What would he think of me?
 
“He won’t…” he said as his hands slowly cupped my tits. “Not as long as you keep coming back to your sessions and be a good little adulterer and let me play with you.”
 
He gently squeezed both my tits and I flinched. Both from the sudden pressure and the spike of pleasure I felt. I was mortified to be this aroused by his touch. How did I get myself into this horrible mess?
 
“I can’t… I can’t accept this…”
 
He squeezed again and I just stood there and let him do it.
 
“You seem to think you have a choice. I guess you do… On some basic level you can choose to resist all this. You can choose to do everything in your power to get as far away from all this as you can. You can choose to test my resolve to claim you as my new hypnotic plaything.”
 
His right hand released my breast and caressed my skin as he made his way to my crotch.
 
“But I know you won’t. Not really…” he said as his hand cupped my pussy.
 
I gasped. Why was I letting him do this to me?
 
“Because we both know how wet I make you. I know how much you crave to be touched and fucked. To be used…”
 
“N… No… I…” I tried to say, but my voice felt so little and weak.
 
His fingers were playing with my folds and I wasn’t moving way. I just stayed there, helpless…
 
“If it helps you… Just tell yourself that you DON’T have a choice… That I’m the bad guy and have taken complete control of your mind and body. Just tell yourself that you are completely helpless to stop me. That it’s not your fault…”
 
His fingers started to probe deeper as I fought to control the moan that was trying to escape my lips. He was right… I would never have cheated on my husband. Not in real life. I was only human, my mind was treacherous and it kept fantasizing about stepping out of my marriage. But I knew I was a good wife and I would never have cheated on my husband.
 
He was right. He was forcing me to do this. The pleasure I feel… It must be one of his hypnotic suggestions. His control… I… I would never let myself enjoy this otherwise. He was making me cheat. It’s not my fault…
 
He dipped his finger deep inside my folds and I closed my eyes as my lips failed to restrain the moan that erupted somewhere deep inside myself. He slowly removed his finger which made me open my eyes. God I was so aroused… I saw him lift his hand right in front of my face. I could plainly see how wet his finger was.
 
“See how wet my control makes you?” he said as he pressed his finger to my lips.
 
I could smell my arousal as my lips closed tight. I didn’t want to indulge him. I didn’t want to taste myself…

I… I had to resist. Even if I didn’t think I could. He spread my juices all over my lips as he looked in my eyes. Oh god… He wanted me so much… I could plainly see his lust for me. Fuck… Why did I have to find this so hot?
 
“Turn around and face the wall.” He said as he continued to caress my lips.
 
I wanted to moan. I wanted to turn around and push back so he could take me. But I had to resist… I knew I couldn’t say the words, I was far too aroused to actually deny him. I just shook my head a little, making his finger caress my lips even more.
 
I watched him half smile as he removed his hand from my face.
 
“Now.” He said firmly.
 
All at once I felt weak in the knees as my body felt like I was about to fall over. I had to catch myself on the wall behind me. I had no room to move as my hands fought to push me up. Now… He wants me to turn around… Now… He wants to fuck me… Now… He is going to fuck me. Now… I can’t prevent him, he’s going to fuck me. Now…
 
Now…
 
Now.
 
My body felt like it was moving on its own as I slowly turned around. He is doing this to me. I can’t be blamed, he is controlling me.
 
I placed my hands on the wall and felt a rush of arousal unlike anything I had felt before. This wasn’t going to be him fucking me while I was in a trance. No… He was going to fuck me right here. Part of me was appalled to have been manipulated and tricked. But another part of me… The part that was dripping on the floor with anticipation…
 
That side of me couldn’t believe I was actually going to be made cheat on my husband.
 
Made to live out such a powerfully forbidden fantasy…
 
My heart was racing as I heard him undo his pants. I jumped a little as his hand cupped my sex between my legs.
 
“So wet already…” he commented.
 
I whimpered as I felt his fingers start to probe inside me once again. Oh fuck… Why did he have to feel so good?
 
“I know you feel conflicted Stacey…” I heard him say near my ear. “I could remove it if you wish… Being my little plaything doesn’t mean you have to be conflicted…”
 
His cock was slipping up and down my ass cheeks, sending thrills of longing up my spine.
 
“I’m about to enjoy you… All of you… But…” he whispered. “Just say the word and your mind will float away to a place of pure pleasure… Pure obedience… You won’t have to feel at all…”
 
What was he saying? Not feel anything? Pure pleasure?
 
“Just nod and I’ll trigger you… But…” he said as he licked my earlobe. “I think you want this too much…”
 
Fuck… God I hated that he was right…
 
“But I could be wrong… So tell me Stacey? What will it be?”
 
This whole situation was impossible. Hypnotizing me like he did… Luring me into more and more sessions as he started to implant his tendrils of control inside my head. Playing with my emotions… My Sleep… My marriage!
 
And now he was playing with me again! Asking me if I wanted to be tranced out while he used my body or yield to my supposed desire to fuck him. How could I possibly make such a decision? He was forcing me to cheat on my husband, why would he suddenly give me this choice?
 
I could just stay silent and let him do whatever he wished. He was going to use me anyway regardless of what I said or did. He just had to speak a few words and I would be helpless.
 
Should I ask him to trigger me? Or should I just get accept that I had no choice regardless of how he decides to force me. I couldn’t let my husband know… I wouldn’t forgive myself for hurting him like this. I had no real choice past what Jake would offer me.
 
Didn’t I?
 
Choice 5
 
A – My head and my body can’t agree. I want to let him fuck me, but I can’t bring myself to cheat on my husband. If he was going to hypnotically control me and use me as his plaything, he was going to have to do it while I’m tranced. I ask him to trigger what ever he was planning on triggering in me.

B – Body keeps fighting my head as I feel his hard shaft so near my pussy. I want it to go in so badly. I argue with myself that we already fucked on many occasions. Trance or not, this wasn’t our first fuck. I was already an adulterer. I didn’t want to be triggered.

C – I fight my arousal and realize just how wrong this is. I convince myself that I had to stop him. I had to let my husband know. Somehow… He would be hurt… But it would end.

D – I can’t think straight. His cock… The situation… It’s too much for my brain to process. I don’t want to think. I don’t want to choose. I tell Jake to do what ever he wants.