"That's him, in center of that large group", Alison told her master. They had used her name and local notoriety to get into the party. "Very good my dear, you have your instructions. Carry them out.", he told her. "Mmm, yes of course", she smiled, she loved carry out her hypnotic master's commands, it made her feel so sexy. She knew what she was about to do was wrong, but right and wrong no longer mattered to her, only his will mattered.

Alison worked her way through the large crowd. It took a while, because many people noticed her. This was a very influential party, and there were a lot of people who were friends with her father... or who wanted to be. Alison finally got up to the balcony, and to the large group she was casing out before. A few people in the conversation circle recognized her, including her target, Mr. Chen. "Alison Barton, how wonderful to see you. I'm so glad you could come", the Asian banker told the Senator's daughter.

"I haven't seen you since... well I think it was your debutante ball. How have you been dear?", Mr. Chen asked. "Quite well sir. Thank you for inviting me" Mr. Chen didn't remember inviting her, but it was of no importance. "So what are you doing out on the East Coast?", he asked. "I'm finishing up my Graduate degree at Wesley", she answered. "Oh wonderful! Finance I hope", Mr. Chen said with a smile. He was the head of a major international bank. "Well, International Business actually", Alison said. "Ahhh, it sounds like I may be able to do a little recruiting tonight!", Mr. Chen said cheerfully as he asked her to dance.

As the two hit the dance floor, Alison glanced around. She was trying to keep the conversation going as she scanned the crowd for her master. Finally she spotted him, watching her from the bar across the room. Seeing him focused her, and let her concentrate on her mission. "Mr. Chen, I would do anything for a job with your corporation in the fall", Alison

said in a very breathy, suggestive voice. Mr.Chen was silent for a moment, but Alison felt his grip around her waist tighten, as if to say.. "go on..." "In fact Mr. Chen, if you take me to your private washroom, I'll show you exactly how 'excited' I am about the prospect of working with you", Alison said, as she broke from his embrace, leading him

away to the private washroom. Mr. Chen seemed more than willing to let her show him. He had an electronic palm reader that allowed him access to his private washroom. The two entered. Mr. Chen was hard as a rock, and couldn't believe a Senator's daughter would be acting like this. Suddenly, instead of pulling off her clothes, Alison pulled out a gun.

"I know your private vault is in this room Mr. Chen. I want you to open it and bag the contents for me.", Alison said sternly. "I don't understand..", Mr. Chen said. "Understand this, if you don't give me the money, I am going to shoot you", she told him. Mr. Chen went to the safe and began unloading. He packed up the money and Alison had him guide her safely out the back door of the party.

Alison's instruction had been to go back to her master's penthouse with the cash, making sure she wasn't followed. Once inside the penthouse, Alison was overcome with sexual arousal. She knew it was probably a post hypnotic trigger taking effect, but that only made her hotter. She loved her master's hypnotic power over her. Alison just laid on the floor, half covered in the bank money she just stole, turned

on beyond belief. Her master finally joined her, immediately embracing her naked body, and inserting himself into her from behind. The former debutante moaned as he rode her. The pleasure was immeasurable. As he was thrusting into her, he also started

whispering into her mind. This was another of her favorite parts. She would be orgasming, and he would be bringing her further into hypnotic trance, enslaving her even more deeply. Somewhere in the back of her mind, Alison knew this was only a dream. She

secretly feared that the touch of a hypnotic master would be something that she would only be awarded in a dream. Her position in life, her studies, her mother, would never allow Alison to seek out the kind of erotic pleasure she craved in the real world. So Alison's hypnotic fantasies would have to exist only in her mind, for now......

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