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"You can relax now Stephanie, you are back under my power. Your craving is being satisfied, you are falling deep, deep, deep under my power once again. Back where you want to be, back where it feels so good, back where you belong...", I told her. Stephanie Wheelock had been my first patient when I moved to Grenich, Connecticut to start a new hypnotherapy practice.

She was a beautiful woman in an extremely unhappy marriage. I took advantage of that, and turned her into my hypnotized sex slave. It isn't as selfish as it sounds, it is actually a "win-win" situation. Stephanie is happier than she has ever been. Her old problems mean nothing now, and her life finally has a purpose (serving me). I've had her for a couple weeks now, and everything has continued to go along smoothly. I am starting to even see her outside the office now as well. Her husband has moved out now that she has filed for divorce, which gives us

much more space and privacy to make love.

If I am having a stressful day (or even if I'm not), I will call Stephanie and use my special trigger phrase.She will then become intensely excited, and begin to crave my hypnotic influence like a drug. By the time I get to her house, she is all dolled up, soaking wet, dying for me to hypnotize her, and ready to do a strip tease, it works out great.

One paticular afternoon though, after a wonderful morning of lovemaking, Stephanie alerted me to a little problem. "I think someone might be on to us Doctor", she said. This was very troubling.
"How so my love?", I asked, trying not to sound to alarmed.
"It's my friend Yasmine. She has had concerns about my lust for hypnosis ever since my sessions started. She was a friend during my rehab time, and I guess she has been very overprotective ever since."

"Stephanie, I need you to tell me everything there is to know about your friend Yasmine...", I told her. It was very important that I protect my relationship with Stephanie, at any cost. If I happen to collect another hypnotized sex toy along the way, so be it.

Yasmine Bridges was another member of the Grenich elite. She was a little different than most of the ladies though. She didn't live off of her family's money (though she could have), or the fortune of her husband. She was an attorney, and a very successful one at that. She was a divorce attorney. Unfortunately for me, she was also Stephanie's divorce attorney.

Stephanie told me that Yasmine was very smart. She was a little on the cynical side, and she was very reserved. She didn't like to talk about things like men, or sex. In fact, Stephanie questioned whether she even liked sex, or men. She had been married once, briefly, years ago. Steph hadn't seen her with any men since. Her work was her life. She was known in the lawyer circles as the "she-shark", a term Yasmine was quite proud of. I had to admit, this lady seemed like a formidable adversary, and I was nervous! Smart, assertive and cynical are not qualities you look for in a hypno-slave canidate.

I was hoping to have a few days to form a plan, but Yasmine was already too hot on my trail. The day after Steph tipped me off, Yasmine called me, at the office, saying she needed to meet with me. She claimed the official reason was to do some research for Stephanie's divorce hearing. She said some insight from Stephanie's therapist could help the judge see how her husband's indifferent behavior had hurt Stephanie emotionally over the years. I didn't buy it though, I knew why she wanted to meet with me...

"Well, I finally get to meet the infamous Dr. Mavoy...", she said, in a very coy manner.
"And I finally get to meet the beautiful, but deadly, Yasmine Bridges, Esquire", I replied, doing my best to be charming.
"Your charm will get you nowhere Dr.Mavoy.", she answered coldly. So much for that idea.
"You seem unhappy with me Ms. Bridges", I said, figuring there was no use beating around the bush.

"How very perceptive of you Doctor."
"What seems to be the trouble, Ms. Bridges, may I call you Yasmine?"
"No. The trouble is, I know you have used your influence to take advantage of Stephanie Wheelock."
"What make you say that?"
"I have known Stephanie for a long time, and over the last few weeks, just about the same time as she started with you, I have noticed a sharp change in her personality. I attribute that change to you"

"Were these 'negative' changes, Ms. Bridges?"
"Not necessarily, in fact, I have been after her to leave Ethan for years now...but that is not the point, the point is there are changes that you are controlling. No one should be in control of Stephanie's life other than her!"
"How exactly do you think I have taken control of Stephanie's life Ms. Bridges?",
by this time I had a pit in my stomach.

"Well, I know that you are a hypnotherapist, and I know that Stephanie has low self esteem, extraordinarily weak willpower, and frankly she is not very intelligent. Putting all those clues toghether, I think you are exerting some sort of hypnotic control over her."
"You don't think very highly of your friend Ms. Bridges, or more to the point, you think too highly of yourself."
"Excuse me?"

"Well, What makes you so sure the same thing wouldn't happen to you if someone hypnotized you? Also, what makes you think you wouldn't like it?"
"First of all, I couldn't be hypnotized. I happen to know that some people are to analytical and aware to fall under. I am that type of person. Second, giving my free will away to someone is not something that sounds appealing to me."

"I bet you could be hypnotized."
"I don't think so."
"Want to try?"
"I don't think so."
"Why, you are SO sure that it won't work though."
"It won't"
"Prove it."
"Fine Mavoy, but this is stupid....", she said, and with that we went in to my office.

"I hope you know this is never going to work, Doctor. I am not Stephanie."
"Just relax, Yasmine, this is not going to hurt, it will feel nice, breath in...and out"
"I thought we agreed on Ms.Bridges..."
"Look deep into my eyes Yasmine, look deep into my eyes as you concentrate on your breathing, no need to be afraid, it feels good, just relax and breath. Deep into my eyes, that's it. Relax"
"This isn't working..."
"Yes it is, it is working just fine. There is

no need to speak now. Just relax and breath.", I told her. At this point she looked like she was about to say something else, but she didn't she just sat there, breathing and staring into my eyes. She was falling into trance!
"That's it Yasmine, relaxing more and more, starting to fall into trance. It's ok though, not scary at all, very peaceful, very relaxing, trance feels very good. Trance feels very good. Trance feels very good. Go deeper into trance Yasmine..."

"That's it, sinking deeper and deeper into trance. Feeling very good, relaxing, listening to the sound of my voice, getting lost in my eyes. You start to feel your eyes getting heavy. Getting heavier and heavier as you relax more and more. Deeply relaxing as you slide into trance, sweet wonderful trance. Slide into trance Yasmine, let it feel so good. Your eyes are getting heavier and heavier as you fall deeper and deeper and feel better and better. "

"Close your eyes now Yasmine. Close your eyes and fall deep into trance. You feel so good now, so relaxed. You would do anything to feel this good, anything to feel this relaxed. You would do anything to stay deep in trance. Nothing matters now, no need to struggle, no need to fight. All you need to do is relax, and let me take over. As long as you do as I say, you will continue to feel this good, and that is all that really matters. All that matters is the trance Yasmine..."