Darren's sport coat felt a little itchy. He hadn't worn it since he'd been dismissed from the university three years ago, and his discomfort made him wonder if he'd had it cleaned since then. But the discomfort was more likely mental. He had been a respected psychology professor and an expert in behavioral modification. He'd never given a sales demonstration before. Nor had he ever considered offering his expertise to ensnare unsuspecting women into sexual slavery. But here he was, preparing to do both.
He glanced over the CD covers decorating Luv Bandit Muzic's lobby. None of the rap artists were remotely familiar -- Darren's taste leaned towards 70's rock like Boston, Foreigner and Toto, but that didn't matter now. He needed to prepare to give his pitch. He summoned up a mental image of how he used to feel while preparing for class, and slipped into his old teaching frame of mind just as the door to the office area opened.
A tall and well-muscled black man, wearing only jeans and a plain black tee shirt, quietly invited Darren inside. The man said good night to the receptionist, who promptly turned off her computer, picked up her purse, and headed for the door. She smiled as she passed Darren, granting him a professional wish for 'good luck' even though she appeared to have no idea why he was here.
Darren followed the man back to one of the studio's control rooms, where the studio owner was waiting. The owner introduced himself as Lamar. No last name, just Lamar. He was also black and considerably overweight. He remained seated and kept his left leg straight as he shook Darren's hand. Darren looked around as he took a seat at the sound board. A walking cane rested against the wall behind Lamar. The window to the adjoining recording room showed that room to be dark.
"So," Lamar spoke with a Louisiana drawl. "You're telling me all you have to do is tell a girl this story and she'll suddenly become an obedient fuck toy?"
"it's not really that simple. The stories are told with special language and speech patterns that engage the brain's mirror neurons."
"it's the part of the brain that helps you identify with someone. It creates the feeling of compassion and the desire to imitate or become more like the person you see, or in this case hear about. When your girls listen to one of these stories, they will see themselves become the girl in the story. They'll subjectively experience the same feelings as the girl. When they see the girl in the story enjoying really great sex, they'll feel a desire to enjoy sex in the same way. And they will subconsciously accept some of the same mental attitude that will enable her to enjoy it.
"I thought you said these were audio stories. How can they see anything?" Lamar's tone reminded Darren of the voice he sometimes used with students; the voice he used when he knew the answers and wanted to see how well the students explained themselves. He hadn't been on the receiving end of that tone since defending his dissertation. But he was here to sell his expertise, so he played along. "They will see it in their minds, in their imagination. that's part of the process, engaging their imagination. Then what they imagine will become what they want."
Darren produced a flash drive from his pocket and sat down at the control board. "The stories are already written and recorded. I just need to transfer the files to your system, and I'll need you to show me how to direct them to individual headsets. Then of course, we need a couple of victims ... err ... ladies."
Lamar rolled his chair over to Darren and powered up the sound system, "And where do you suggest we find these ladies?"
"This is a hip hop recording studio, isn't it? You must have a few dozen backup dancers or groupies who'd do anything to meet 'the band'. Call a few. Tell them you want them to come in to listen to a demo tape for a new artist. Just make sure you tell them that the demos are erotic audio stories, not music, and you want them to stick around afterwards to tell us what they liked or didn't like. "
Lamar nodded to his body guard, who left silently. Then Lamar took the flash drive and connected it to the computer. He copied the files to the recording computer's hard drive and showed Darren how to operate the sound system.
A few minutes later, the bodyguard returned with three hot young ladies; two black women and a short, but athletic Hispanic woman.
Lamar let the women introduce themselves. The slender light-skinned black girl introduced herself as Latoya. She carried herself with the assurance of a professional businesswoman, but it was her soft sensual lips that captivated Darren's attention. He'd always had a bit of a fetish for a black woman's lips. The other black woman had somewhat darker skin and a more solid build. She introduced herself as Jackie. Her hands were callused and cut from some type of manual labor. The Hispanic girl was Marisa. She had beautifully bronzed skin and an angel's face. But Darren carefully avoided giving her much attention; he didn't want the other men to suspect he might have met her already.
Darren explained that they were testing a new line of erotic audio stories and that he was hoping to persuade the studio to market the stories. So they wanted the girls to listen and give their opinions on whether they would buy the stories or recommend them to friends. Lamar's bodyguard then showed the girls to separate listening booths and helped them settle into their chairs and headphones.
Darren had actually prepared three different stories and cued them up separately; a seduction story, a sexual obedience training story and a brief story to induce partial amnesia. This way he could replay the seduction story until he was certain a girl was deeply entranced, replay the obedience story until she orgasmed on command, and followed it with all with a single play of the amnesia story to make the girls ignore the fact that they would be obeying everything he said.
He started the seduction scene for all three girls. Then dimmed the lights in the listening booths so the girls could more easily drift off, but he could still see their reactions.
Marisa was the most quickly affected. When the story reached the deep breathing hypnotic induction, her breathing deepened noticeably. Her slowly rising breasts inspired all three of the watching men.
"As I recall," Lamar told Darren, "Marisa refused to go out with Tony," indicating his body guard. "What was the reason she gave you?"
"Said I was too big."
"Right, so if you can get her to fuck him, you'll have proved your skill."
"Judging from her response so far, that will be pretty easy. What remains to be seen is how long the effects last."
The recording reached the part where Darren was about to tie the girl to the bed. It was exciting to watch her raise her arms over her head in response to the hidden commands. As the hypnotic commands made her experience some very tantalizing foreplay, her hips started squirming deliciously. When Darren's recorded voice asked her if she was willing to do things his way, she nodded quickly. After a single run through she was ready for the obedience training story.
Unfortunately, Latoya and Jackie appeared to be in much lighter trances. Neither were lifting their arms, but they were at least entranced. He'd have to replay the seduction story a few more times for both of them before they would be deep enough to accept the obedience suggestions without resistance.
Darren cut the audio in the control room. Now that the three girls were all listening to different parts of the stories, it was too difficult to follow.
Marisa continued to squirm and breathe hard for several minutes. Suddenly, she jumped up, standing at attention, but with her eyes still closed. Lamar drew in a quick breath, concerned that she had caught on to what the program was doing to her. But just as quickly she dropped to her knees.
Tony discreetly tried to adjust himself, but he could not hide his excitement. Had Darren been alone, he would have aroused by the sight too. But Tony and Lamar's presence prevented him from really getting into the moment.
Jackie finally raised her arms over her head indicating she was ready to proceed to the obedience story. Latoya, on the other hand, was just starting to breathe deeply. Darren quietly laughed to himself. It would be just his luck that the girl he most wanted would be the hardest to get. He'd clearly have to "seduce" her again.
Marisa was now on her knees, obediently sucking an imaginary cock. She slid down and rolled over on her back, thrusting her hips up to the image in her mind of the man training her subconscious to obey him; the man who, by design, spoke with Darren' voice. She started whispering the word "yes" over and over, in response to the imagined fucking, totally unaware that she was also agreeing with the post-hypnotic commands that were being embedded in her mind and subconsciously linked to the intense pleasure she was feeling. Her voice grew louder and louder until she suddenly stopped. She tensed up, came hard, and collapsed in a spent heap.
Darren paused the playback and asked Lamar how to speak directly to Marisa. Lamar reached over, flipped a switch, and a light labeled 'mic' lit up.
"Marisa, stand up." She obeyed. "When I tell you to open your eyes, you will do so, but you will remain deeply entranced."
Darren waited for Marisa to take two breaths before continuing. "Open your eyes. See the chair next to you. Sit in it and close your eyes again." She obeyed, and Darren started the amnesia story for her.
"Do I get her now?" Tony asked.
"Another 10 minutes for the amnesia sequence. This will program her to consciously ignore the fact that she's obeying commands and accept everything as natural. This way, she'll never know or care that we've reprogrammed her into an obedient sex toy."
Jackie was coming near the end of the obedience training sequence. Her hips were churning with arousal, but noticeably weaker than Marisa's. Darren restarted the obedience training sequence, leaving her teased and frustrated. Latoya was still listening to the seduction story. She looked as amused as she was aroused. Darren guessed that no matter how many times he repeated the story she would deliberately stay in a light trance. So he set her program to transition to the obedience story after it finished the current play of the seduction.
When Marisa lifted the headphones from her ears, Darren raised the lights in her room and went to join her. She greeted him cheerily.
"So how did you like the story?" he asked.
Her eyes went wide, responding to the subconscious link between the sound of his voice and the promise of intense sexual pleasure. "It was good," she beamed excitedly.
"What did you like about it?"
She inched forward in the chair and offered Darren a good view of her cleavage. "Um , " she blushed. "Everything. I just loved listening to it."
"What did you think about the girl who was hypnotized?"
"She was um, okay," she replied, as if she wasn't certain what he was talking about. She reached over to caress Darren's arm.
"Okay." Her breathing quickened as she obeyed. She moved close to him, almost touching her breasts to his chest, her hands gliding up his arms to his shoulders.
"Kneel." She was on her knees before she had time to think about it, and reaching for his cock. "Sleep for me now." Her eyes closed and her hands fell to her knees but she remained kneeling. "The hypnotized girl wants to meet the rap star, doesn't she?" Marisa nodded. "And it excites her to think about meeting him. It excites her even more to think she can have him. doesn't it?" Again, she nodded.
"And it's a great feeling to become so excited. The hypnotized girl loves feeling this excitement. And she can easily imagine what will happen when the hypnotist introduces her to the star. He'll tell her that this man is 'your star' and she'll feel this rush of excitement that she loves and she will become eager to give him the best fuck of his life. She'll become so hot and eager to please him, she'll forget everything else until she does please him."
Darren knelt beside her. "Show me how excited the girl will get when she meets her star." Marisa reached for his face and drew his lips to hers, kissing him hotly. His cock threatened to break his control, so he stopped her. He woke her, stood her up and walked her back to the control booth. She hung on his arm and pressed her breasts warmly against it as they walked.
As soon as they reached the booth, he said, "Marisa, Tony here is your star." Her head whipped around to find her star. As soon as she zeroed in on Tony, she ran into his arms and kissed him passionately, rubbing her whole body against his.
After a minute, Tony remembered where he was. He excused himself and took his new fucktoy to a more private room.
Lamar smiled knowingly, "Your stories work better than I expected. But they seem to be working more slowly on these other two. Jackie seems to be responding better now, but I don't think Latoya has responded at all."
"Everyone responds a little differently. Marisa must be one of those rare perfect subjects. I expect you'll find most girls will be responsive, but not so quickly or completely."
"Very good. But how do I know the girls will obey other men, the way they obey you?"
"If I tell them to, they will. The program trains them to my voice; which can't be helped."
"Think about the way a song sticks in your head. Your mind records the voice, the melody and rhythm as one single memory; the components are linked together. This works the same way, the sexual arousal, the obedience, and my voice are all linked together into a single memory. You saw the way Marisa responded. Just the sound of my voice turned her on and made her eager to please me."
"I don't think you'll have it quite so easy with the other two," Lamar nodded to the monitor.
Darren looked at the two girls. Jackie was fondling herself, one hand caressing a breast and the other between her legs. That wasn't part of the program. There were no commands to touch herself. Darren had specifically designed the program to make a girl forget masturbating and believe all pleasure came from being with men.
Still, her intense arousal meant he had gotten through to her subconscious. She'd still be aroused by his voice and his commands. So with some more personal attention he could probably train her to respond properly.
The girl he actually wanted, however, had barely responded. In fact, she was smiling like she knew exactly what to expect. That meant he'd better switch her to the obedience program before she woke herself.
He ran the obedience segment twice more for Jackie before she exploded in an orgasm that left her spent. Darren cued the amnesia/awakening program and asked Lamar if he would like Jackie's desires directed towards him.
"Wouldn't you like to enjoy your own handiwork?" Lamar asked.
"Of course, but Latoya is more my type."
Lamar chuckled, "Good choice. Jackie can be jealously possessive."
"You didn't tell me you knew any of the girls that well."
"Not me," he laughed. "Just something I heard."
"Jealousy and possessiveness can be reduced, even eliminated. But it requires special attention. This program won't address it, but I could easily convince her to come back for another 'test'."
"Do that. It will be interesting to see if she returns when you tell her to."
Darren entered the booth just as Jackie was opening her eyes. She removed the headphones in time to hear him ask, "How did you like the story?"
"It was great, I never knew a man could talk like that."
"it's a skill. Like singing or acting, it takes some practice to become good. Tell me; what did you think of the girls in the stories?"
"I liked the first girl. But I think the second girl surrendered too quickly." Her hand came up to her breast, but she forced it down and grasped the chair's arm. "She should have resisted a little longer."
"What would that have gotten her?"
"Respect, of course. Men don't respect a girl who gives it up too easily. They just use her and throw her out." She sounded bitter, like she was speaking from personal experience. Her hips were squirming, but she was fighting the desire to inch closer to Darren.
"But what about her pleasure? doesn't a woman need sexual satisfaction as much as she needs respect?" In spite of her attempts at self control, she began to breathe a little harder. "Sometimes, a little more." Darren smiled seeing her hips inch forward, her desire growing stronger than her self control.
"Sleep for me now, Jackie. Imagine a balancing scale. One side holds the need for respect; the other side, the need for pleasure. You can see them balancing each other. Sometimes one need outweighs the other, and other times the other need outweighs the one." He'd never let such bad grammar slip into a recording, but face-to-face, he could expand it to make more sense. "Sometimes a woman needs respect more than pleasure, but other times she needs pleasure more than respect."
Jackie frowned, in spite of her growing arousal, she wasn't just going to accept that suggestion. So Darren tried a different approach. "Picture the hypnotized girl in your mind. Now imagine the hypnotist told her that she was at a doctor's office and had told the doctor she was feeling a little down. The doctor does a blood test and tells her that her body isn't producing enough oxytocin. She's stunned, she's never heard of this before. And the doctor explains that oxytocin is the hormone the body produces during sex. it's a very important hormone that helps keep you happy and healthy. Caressing and being caressed triggers the body to produce the hormone. The more she is caressed, the more her body will produce, and the better it will make her feel. So it's very important that she give and receive more physical affection, more sex.
"The girl is deeply hypnotized so she accepts the suggestion that she needs more sex, but she still doesn't want to be a slut. So the doctor tells her to think about how important her health is. it's more important than what other people think of her; her health is more important than anything else in the world. And if more sex will improve her health, then sex would become more important than what people think too. All she had to do was think about it.
"You can see how the hypnotized girl would accept this suggestion, can't you?" Jackie whispered a quiet agreement. "The hypnotist told her to think about this, and the more she thought about it, the more she would see how important it was to get more sex in her life. He told her to think about it for a week then come back to discuss the next step.
"Now this girl is deeply hypnotized, right? And she does what she's told. She thinks about it for a week, and each time she thinks about it she realizes that sex will make her feel better, and she does want to feel better. So she begins to want more sex. And soon she can see herself telling this man that she has accepted the suggestion to have more sex and she'll do anything else he suggests. You can see this, can't you?" Jackie nodded.
"Good, now your subconscious knows who the hypnotized girl is, and it will remind her to think about these suggestions. And it will keep reminding her to think about them until she accepts them. Then it will bring her back here to get some more good advice. Let's say the same time next week, shall we?"
Jackie didn't respond.
"One week from tonight, Jackie, come back here, okay?"
She whispered her acceptance.
"Come awake now."
Her eyes opened slowly and she blinked a few times.
"I hate to do this, but it's getting late. Can you come back next week to listen to another story?
Jackie's eyes widened with desire, but she restrained herself. "Yes, I'd love to."
"Good, I'll show you out." Darren walked her to the exit without touching her or triggering another trance. It was best to wait and see how she responded to the time bomb he planted in her subconscious. If it worked as planned, and it should, she'd be back in a week willing to fuck anyone he suggested.
Walking back to the control room, he heard a minor commotion from the office. Tony tumbled from the office trying to get his pants zipped back up. Marisa was trying equally hard to get those pants off. They weren't saying a word to each other, just fumbling around like a couple in an old slapstick film.
Seeing Darren, Tony barked, "Get her off of me, would you?"
Darren chuckled to himself. Be careful what you wish for, he thought. "Marisa, I'm your star." Her head whipped around. Instantly she forgot the bodyguard and threw herself into Darren's arms. Her hot breasts pressed firmly to his chest, her lips greedily kissing his, her loins pumping his crotch and threatening his self control.
The moment she let him breathe, he said, "Sleep for me now." Her eyes had already closed for the kiss. Now her arms relaxed and her hips stilled, but she still clung to him nicely. "Marisa, we can make love all night, but first I need to finish my work here." She let out a quiet little pout. "If you behave yourself, I can finish a little sooner, then we'll have the whole night to ourselves. You'll behave for me, won't you? Be patient until we get home." The last a command, not a question.
She whispered her agreement. He patted her butt as he said, "that's my girl." It made her squirm nicely, but when he woke her she quietly took her place hanging on his arm.
To Tony he said, "With a girl like this, you just have to take charge. She loves the feeling of belonging to a strong, alpha male." Then to Marisa he asked, "Don't you, doll?" She answered with a brief affectionate kiss, then rested her head on his shoulder.
They returned to the control room where Lamar said, "You still have one more girl listening to your stories."
"Right, let's take care of her."
They waited patiently for Latoya to complete the obedience segment one more time. Then Darren played the amnesia segment for her. When he saw her raise an eyebrow, he knew she had never gone deep enough for the amnesia commands to override her own natural perceptions.
Darren instructed Marisa to wait for him in the control room. Then he walked around to the listening booth where Latoya waited. As he removed her headphones, he asked, "What did you think?"
She leaned forward luxuriously, "Hmm, that's your voice?"
"Yes, I wrote and voiced the story."
She rested her elbow on the chair's arm, and her chin in her hand. She looked him straight in the eye and said, "It was very sensual; especially the description of being repeatedly tied to the bed and caressed into a trance." Darren froze. The last thing he expected was to find a girl who knew what he was doing. "But I've always been amazed at the way you worked that second induction into the story."
"Uh huh," she inched closer to him. "I bought the CD from your web site last year. I must have listened to it a dozen times." She put her hand on his knee. "I always wondered what you looked like and if you could really caress a woman that way."
For a second, Darren was stunned. He'd only sold a few copies of the recording from his web site. Her recognition was the last thing he expected. Strike that, her knowing what he was doing and being okay with it was the last thing he expected. He covered her hand with his. "Do you have a hypnosis fetish? Or do you just enjoy the idea of being seduced?"
"I wouldn't call it a fetish. I don't need it the way some do. But I enjoy being hypnotized, seduced, aroused and I've always wondered what it would feel like to really have a man make love to me so hypnotically that it changes the way I see the world; the way you describe in the story. Are you surprised?"
"Honestly, yes and no Not surprised that you'd enjoy being hypnotized. But I'm surprised that such a beautiful young woman would know how sensual hypnosis can be."
"How did your other two subjects fair?"
"Marisa was a perfect subject. She accepted every suggestion; she's become an eager little fuckbunny, and she doesn't know that anything has changed. She's waiting in the control room for me to take her home for some great sex. Jackie only partially accepted the suggestions. Part of her is resisting, but I sent her home with commands that will percolate in her subconscious and help her become more accepting over the next week. And you?"
Her eyes gleamed with excitement. "I love your voice. I love being hypnotized, and I'd love to explore this further. Maybe some place a little more private?" She leaned in close to him and whispered, "and I'd love to share your 'little fuckbunny'."
They stood together and Latoya took Darren's arm as they walked back to the control room. Marisa ran to Darren's arm, ignoring Latoya.
"Well, Lamar. What do you think?"
"I think your methods are somewhat flawed," he hedged. "But maybe with some work and a little more effort into selecting the right ladies, we might be able to work something out. You'll be staying in town for a while, won't you?"
Darren embraced the two girls; one wildly aroused and obedient, the other a beautiful woman who actually shared his interest in erotic hypnosis. Not how he expected the demonstration to end, but certainly an opportunity worth exploring. "Oh, yes. I'll be around for a few days."