Short Story: Upper Deck Late Night Meeting
by The Traveling Master
"Excuse me, Miss.” I said as she came closer. “ It's pretty late… May I ask what you are doing on this upper deck balcony?"
"Huh... I'm... I'm not sure..." she said, clearly a little slow and confused. "I... I think I'm supposed to... To meet someone here..."
"Ahh... That’s pretty common on this balcony after hours..." I said, admiring her choice of outfit. "Whoever you are meeting... I have to say that they are a very lucky person to enjoy the company of such a stunning lady."
"Thank you..." she smiled, a little embarrassed. "I'm not sure why I dressed up so much though..."
"Regardless... I can assure that the person you are meeting will surely appreciate it." I said, smiling warmly.
"Right..." she said, eyes growing slightly vacant again as she looked around the deck. "If only I knew who I was supposed to meet..."
"Well... Might I be so bold as to suggest that maybe you came here to meet me?" I said.
She looked back at me, as if for the first time and as expected, she slowly began to recognize me.
"Hey... I know you don't I?" she said. "Aren't you that hypnotist guy from the bar on the 18th deck?"
"Guilty as charged!" I said with a big smile and bow.
"Wow!" she said, smiling softly. "Your show was amazing the other night!"
"Thank you for the compliment my dear." I said. "I do aim to please the crowd."
"Yeah I could tell! But... Why would I come here to meet you? Did you hypnotize me at the show and leave some sort of suggestion to meet you or something?” she said with a frown, but playing it all off as a joke.
“Oh it’s been quite a few days since you graced my audience with your presence.” I said. “Anything I suggested to you in a quick covert trance after the show wouldn’t have been effective so many days after the trance. For suggestions to work in that context, it needs to still be fresh in the subject’s mind for it to work.”
“Yeah that makes sense!” she said, but then frowned. “So… Since it’s obvious you didn’t hypnotize me to come see you tonight… Then… I’m back to square one… I came here… And I feel like it was really important that I did… That it’s imperative that I meet up with someone… I just don’t know who!”
“Hmm… Well if we want to get technical about it… I only said that any suggestion I gave you after the show you came to see wouldn’t be effective specifically today, which is days later.” I said, trying not to smile. “As for WHY you came here tonight, I can’t help but think that it’s because you know it’s time to continue your training…”
"Training? What training?" she said, utterly perplexed for a moment before my little trigger phrase allowed partial memories to float back to the surface of her mind. "Wait... This... This isn't the first time we've met up here... Is it?"
"No my dear." I said, still smiling my warmest smile.
"You… You said that you couldn’t have hypnotized me after the show to come here tonight without knowing why…” she said as the truth slowly came back to her. “But… But that implies that if you… If you did hypnotize me after the show… You could make me come meet you… That very night… Oh god… We've... We've been meeting up here... Every night since the show... Haven't we?"
"We have." I said. "And what happens when we meet up here?"
She swallowed hard, looking a little like a deer in headlights.
"You... You hypnotize me..." she finally whispered, too stunned to speak up.
"I do..." I said, taking another step forward. "And then what happens?"
"I can’t resist your voice… It makes me all calm… Docile…" she said softly. "Then you... You tell me to follow you to your room below deck… And… I follow you… Without hesitation…"
"You certainly do..." I said, taking a step to finally close the gap between us. "And what happens once you find yourself in my room?"
Her breathing had slowed, but I could tell her heart was racing, which was a wonderful side effect of her returning memories of our time together.
"You... You hypnotize me even more... Bring me so deep..." she said, swallowing again. "Then... Then you train me..."
"You’ve become so good at dropping so very deep for me…" I said as I gently took her chin. "Tell me… What am I training you for?"
She couldn't help but lick her lips as my past conditioning surfaced and overwhelmed what little anxiety she felt from our discussion.
"You... You are training me to be..." she said softly. "Part of your show… You’re training me… To be one of your planted volunteers…”
"That's correct my dear..." I said, caressing her lower lip. "And how do I go about training you?"
I could almost feel her lips quiver as she stood motionless before me, completely captivated by my soft piercing gaze.
"You... HHmm... Bring me in… And out of trance… Again and again…” she said, eyes glazing over a little more. “Until I’m deeply hypnotized… Helpless to obey your suggestions and triggers… Unable to resist being conditioned to respond to them without thought… Without will… Making it so easy… And pleasurable… To be part of your show…”
“That’s right Darling.” I said. “It’s so pleasurable to be part of my show, isn’t it?”
“Yess…” she said with a faint smile. “It would feel wonderful to be part of your show…”
“That’s why you don’t mind that I’m using my hypnotic talents to help you realize that there’s nothing you want more than to be part of my show.” I said, taking a step closer to her. “Isn’t that right?”
“Yess…” she whispered. “I don’t mind that you are using hypnosis at all… I… I like being hypnotized… It… It feels so good to sink into your voice… To let go… To surrender…”
“Of course it does my Dear… Especially since you do it so well already.” I said warmly, noticing the slight flush of her cheeks at my praise. “And since you like how it feels to surrender, you trust that I know what’s best for you… You trust that I know what you need most to be the perfect subject during my shows. Don’t you?”
“Yeess…” she said. “I trust you completely…”
“And what do you need most to be the perfect subject for my shows?” I asked.
“I need… To be hypnotized… Every day…” she whispered. “I need… To be trained… Conditioned…”
“And what’s the best way to achieve that my Dear?” I asked, caressing her cheeks.
“The best way… Is to be present…” she said. “Available… Ready and willing…”
“Hmm…” I said, still caressing her cheek. “Well then that presents a problem because if I’m not mistaken, you’ve told me that your trip ends when we make port tomorrow. How then will I be able to continue your hypnotic training if you’ll no longer be aboard? Furthermore… How will you be able to join my show if you disembark? You can’t join my show if you are not in the crowd… Can you?”
“No… I couldn’t…” she whispered, clearly a little upset. “But… But I want to…”
“I know you do my Dear…” I said. “But for that to happen, you need to stay on board and continue sailing with us. Is that what you want?”
“HHmm… Yeesss…” she said, clearly happy. “I want to stay aboard… I want to join your show… And be… The perfect hypnotic subject…”
“I see…” I said, smiling faintly. “If that is truly what you want, there are any number of ways you can stay aboard… You could purchase another ticket… You could apply for a job and become part of the staff and crew… Or even better, you could even stay aboard as my guest and stay in my room. That way, since my room would also be your room, we wouldn’t have to meet up here on deck because you’ll already be there, waiting inside for me to train you. Doesn’t that sound like the perfect solution?”
“HHmm… Oh Yeesss… That sounds perfect…” she said, clearly pleased.
“It does, doesn’t it?” I said, smiling. “However, since I’ve had you forget our nightly training sessions so far, convincing your awake self to stay onboard so you can move into my room might be a hard thing to accomplish. After all, to your waking self, it would appear as if a man, a stranger really, invited you to stay in his cabin for another cruise. A self respecting woman like yourself would normally never accept such an offer. If we had a few days to properly associate and mingle, then maybe the proposal would make more sense to you while you weren’t in this hypnotized state. Therefore, I don’t believe this solution would work if we do nothing to help it along. What do you think my dear?”
“I… I agree…” she said softly. “I would never… Accept to move in with a man I don’t know…”
“As I thought…” I said, releasing her cheek from my touch. “You’d need me to help things along. Help you like I’ve trained you by implanting the idea in your mind and making it grow until your awake self will believe the idea was all its own. Since your awake self has no idea that it wants to be part of my show and we need it to stay that way if we want people to truly believe you are a normal volunteer, we need to come up with a logical reason for us to move into the same room. What do you think my dear? What would make the most sense to you?”
It took a moment for my words to sink in, but once they did, her cheeks noticeably blushed as an idea materialized in her mind.
“It would make sense… For me to move into your room…” she said softly. “If… If we became lovers…”
“I see… That would certainly make the most sense…” I said. “My hypnotic talents are great, however, for that idea to properly take root in your mind overnight, you would have to already be, at least a little, attracted to me. Tell me my dear… Are you attracted to me?”
“HHmm… Yes…” she said, faintly squirming. “I am… Mildly attracted to you…”
“Excellent!” I said. “Then I believe it is possible for me to use our hypnotic evening together to convince your mind that we are lovers. And if that succeeds like I expect it will, then it will be easy to implant the desire you need to ask me to move into my room. Is that what you wish me to do with you tonight? Do you wish me to hypnotize you into believing you are my lover for the purpose of continuing your training as my show’s perfect subject?”
Of course, I already knew her answer because I had been slowly building up to it all week during our sessions, but it was still fascinating to see her faintly smile as the answer formed in her mind.
“Yes…” she whispered. “That’s exactly… What I want you to do with me…”
“Then that’s what I shall do once we reach my cabin.” I said, smiling as I extended my hands outwards. “Since there’s no reason to delay here any longer, why don’t we adjourn to my cabin so I can deepen your trance and work on your mind until your attraction for me grows to a point where it will convince your waking self that you want to stay on board for me…”
She smiled a little more as she nodded and took a step forward. In her trance state, she already knew the way to my cabin so all I had to do was follow her. Which gave me a nice view of her curves as she took step after step towards her future. I couldn’t help but lick my lips at the thought of her living with me and be completely open to my hypnotic influence. No more working around her schedule to steal away an hour or 2 when possible. Starting tomorrow, she’ll be eagerly waiting for me in the comfort of my cabin. Available to be tranced at all hours to truly deepen my influence and control without worry that someone could disturb us.
Under those types of conditions and with the belief that I'm her lover, I’ll have all the time in the world to properly train and condition her to be my obedient little cabin mate that will have no other desire except to fulfill my own. The thought of her body being utterly at my disposal was making my blood boil and it made me wonder how much sexual experience she already had.
Then again… It doesn’t really matter what type of experiences she’s had because I’ll have plenty of time to show her all the tricks and techniques I like most. Hmm… What a lovely toy she’ll make for me to play with…
But I need to be patient and not get ahead of myself if I want this lovely creature to eventually call me Master. For now, I needed to keep my libido in check and work on the next part of her enthrallment so that, in time, I could work on how much pleasure she’ll experience while serving my desires.