Francis pocketed the gem and looked at his new slave. He reached out and rubbed his hand on Pam's cheek, then down to her breasts, then down her tummy to her pussy. He leaned over to her and whispered in her ear, "Have an orgasm, now. " She moaned aloud and her body writhed under his hand.
Francis suddenly remembered the two girls outside. He looked at Pam's bookshelves around her office, then saw a book on hypnotism. "Slave, last semester you talked about hypnotism in class. You said you could perform it, but not very well, correct?"
Pam looked at him with longing, still coming down from the orgasm a moment before. "Yes, master."
Francis walked behind Pam, who was still in her chair and put his hands on her shoulders. "Well, now you are an expert at it. You don't need a focus to hypnotize anyone, just your hands and voice and eyes. You are so good at it that you can put anyone deeply into a trance within a few minutes, and without that person's awareness of being hypnotised. And you can hypnotise several people at once, also. Do you understand?"
She closed her eyes for a moment, then opened them and said, "Yes, master."
Francis slid his hands down from Pam's shoulders to her tits and began to massage them. "Slave, I will leave your office in a moment. When I leave, you will act normally, and call the two students in the hall into your office and tell them to have a seat and get comfortable. You will engage them with conversation about the subject they want to speak to you about, but you will also hypnotise them. Put them into a deep trance state. When you have done that, call me into the room. "
Pam looked up at Francis and said, "I will do it, master."
Francis left her and her office and walked into the hall, seeing that the two girls were still there. As he left, Pam called out, "Charlotte--Rebecca--come into my office, please?" Francis held the door open for them.
The two girls made a show of ignoring Francis, even though he had held the door. They walked in and when Pam asked them to have a seat and relax, they both sat in chairs in front of her desk. Francis stood out side the office, with the door cracked open just wide enough to see in.
Pam was already going to work. "What was it we were discussing?"
One of the girls, the strawberry blonde, said, "The essay question on the mid-term. We both got it wrong and we wondered what the correct answer was?"
Pam looked at the two students. "The mid-term." She waved her hands in front of the girls. "You should just relax about the mid-term. You both did fairly well, so you should have a comfortable, safe feeling about your positions." She stared at the two girls, continuing to wave her hand in front of them. Her voice became a monotone. "Very comfortable, very relaxed."
Francis watched as the two girls seemed to visibly relax in their chairs, but to not notice that they were being put under. It seemed to be working!
Pam continued. "Oh, my. That class seemed very tiring today. Don't you think so? Very tiring. It seemed to make me sleepy--so sleepy. In fact, you both look the same way. Sleepy. Your eyes are heavy. The fatigue you feel is weighing your body down. Perhaps you should relax more. " Pam slowly stood and walked around to the front side of her desk.
As Pam moved, Francis noticed that the girls were slightly swaying in their seats.
Pam didn't let up. "You feel so tired, yet here you can relax. You feel safe and comfortable. Your eyes are getting hard to keep open. You want to go further into this safe, relaxed feeling. You've never felt like this, and you want more." Her hands had switched from a back and forth wave to an up and down one. With every pass, the girls eyes seemed to close a little. "Sleep now. So tired. Sleep. Sleep."
The girls' eyes snapped shut, and they both slumped forward in their seats.
Pam deepened their states. "Deeper now--deeper asleep. Relax and go further into that safe, relaxed, sleepy feeling. Deeper, deeper." Pam stopped and walked to the door. "They are in a deep trance, master," she said to Francis. |