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Authors name: Benny the Jetsetter (No address)
Story title : Hypnotism
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I am an English teacher at Castle Hill High School in Sydney,
Australia, and last week at a party, Steve, a friend of mine
told me he knew all about hypnotism. I challenged him to prove
it and he had my wife dancing around the room in front of the
party-goers like a fucking chook! Everyone loved it, except my
wife who didn't like the ribbing she got after Steve brought
her out of it.
Anyway, we were talking about the incident afterwards, and
Steve was bragging that he ought to go into business doing
shows and entertainment with his hypnotism. I thought it would
be interesting to my class, so I invited him along for our
double period the next afternoon.
I should say my class is a mixed bag of thirty-two students,
between sixteen and seventeen years old. There are nineteen
girls and thirteen boys.
So Steve was there at the start of the class at one o'clock the
next afternoon, and as I arrived, there was a bit of an
argument going on in the classroom. I listened at the door for
a short while, to get a picture of what it was about. It seemed
that one of the girls had been messing around with another
girl's boyfriend at lunchtime behind the toilets, and had been
caught by one of the girls. It was entertaining for Steve and
me to listen to the girls argue because they weren't arguing
about whether it was OK to be fucking the boyfriend, but why
hadn't she kept the date they'd had for a quiet smoke at the
back of the playing field. Apparently it was OK to fuck some-
one's boyfriend, but not to miss the date.
Steve and I entered the classroom and the room suddenly
descended into silence. I introduced Steve and the subject for
the day, amid guffaws and comments from the class. Most of them
were skeptical that hypnotism worked. So we talked about it for
a while, then Steve offered to do a practical demonstration for
the class. This was greeted with a lot of enthusiasm.
To my surprise, he proceeded to hypnotize the whole class,
without exception, leaving only the two of us awake. He per-
formed a couple of simple tests to prove to himself that they
were all under, and not just faking it, and I was pleasantly
surprised at how nice all the little buggers were being when
they were asleep. We were only ten minutes into the class, and
I asked him,
"What are we going to do now, they're all asleep. Do we read a
book or something?"
"Do you want to have some fun with them?" he asked me.
"You mean like make them think they're dogs or something?" I
replied.
"No, you fucking idiot, I mean real fun. You go lock the door
so we won't be disturbed accidentally." Puzzled, I went to the
door and snapped the bolt over.
"Now watch this," he said.
He made all the boys lie down on the floor with their backs to
us, and told them not to move until he said. He said they were
completely deaf to all noise except his voice. Then he had all
the girls stand up on their chairs.
"Did any of these sexy little tarts ever get you aroused John?"
he asked.
"All the time," I replied. "They're forever prancing around for
the boys, trying to entice them. Trouble is, those young bucks
wouldn't know what to do with it if they caught one anyway.
Most of these girls are dead horny most of the time."
"Did you ever want to lay a hand on any of them though?" he
insisted.
"Yes, but you can't do that - it's too dangerous."
"Now's your chance then. They're all under hypnosis and they'll
never know what's happened after the afternoon's over, and even
if they told someone, who'd believe them? Who believes in
hypnosis these days? Come on, which ones would you like to
play with?"
I looked at the nineteen teenage schoolgirls standing there
motionless and thought about this situation. My god I was
tempted, but what if I was reported? I'd go to jail that's for
sure, or at the very least lose my job in the teaching service.
While I was humming and hawing, Steve decided to hold auditions.
He walked up to the first girl, a sixteen year old blonde called
Kylie (what else?). He walked around her, looking her up and
down, paying special attention to her tits, arse, legs and face.
He lifted up her skirt so that the hem was under her tits and
her panties were visible from the crotch to the waistband. I had
seen those panties several times before, because Kylie was a
cock-teaser of the first order. She liked to sit in the front
row with her legs apart so she could tease me by flashing her
crotch. But I had never seen so much of her before. Steve reach-
ed up and undid two buttons of her white blouse and put a hand
inside. He started feeling her well-formed tits with one hand
and rubbing her cunt outside her panties with the other.
"You are under my power, and you must answer my questions truth-
fully. Are you a virgin?" he asked her.
"No," she answered in a sleepy monotone.
"How long ago were you first fucked?"
"A year ago."
"Who was it who took your virginity?"
"Neil MacKay, the boy who lives next door."
"So far so good," he said to me, "she's getting aroused by me
feeling her." Returning to Kylie he asked, "Was it good?"
"No, they tied me up and raped me. It hurt."
"You said 'they tied you up'. Who tied you up and raped you?"
"Neil, my younger brother, Darrin Robinson and Terry Alvey from
down the street."
"This one sounds very promising, John, just a couple more ques-
tions
then we'll get onto the next one. Have you ever enjoyed sex?"
"Yes, lots of times."
"How many cocks have been up you?" A long pause followed.
"Fifty seven different ones. Most several times." Steve told
me that under hypnosis you can often recall the most minute
details unerringly. This would seem to prove it. Counting out
57 cocks like that was an impressive achievement. Perhaps she
could be called "Heinz" (57 varieties, get it?)
"That's a lot of sex in a year. How has that come about?"
"My brother and Neil let their friends fuck me each afternoon
after school."
"Fine, are you on the pill?"
"Yes."
"Are you having your period?"
"No."
"Go and stand over there and wait. Strip your panties off and put
them on John's desk. Then hold your skirt up under your chin so
we can see your pussy properly."
As she stepped to the corner of the room and stripped her panties
off, Steve told me she would have some interesting stories to
tell, especially under hypnosis, where every little detail could
be retold.
"We've got to sort them all out, we can only fuck non-virgins who
are on the pill and who aren't having their period."
"What about the others?" I asked.
"They can suck our cocks or show us their cunt's or something
while we fuck the others. We might even let them suck some of the
boys off just for fun. You get started on those ones and I'll
sort these out. But get a move on, we don't want to waste all our
time talking, we want to get into the fucking, don't you think?"
Steve put half the girls under my power and went to work on the
others. It was very scary for me, thinking about the potential
consequences of doing this, but I was so horny at the chance to
getsome of these cock-teasing girls, I dismissed the dangers and
approached Mathilda Frith, one of the prettiest girls in the
class. She was an athlete, netball representative, etc. and was
therefore in great shape and very fit. I didn't think she had
much time for boys, with all her training but was pleasantly
surprised when I started to question her.
"Mathilda, you are in my power. You will answer all my questions
truthfully and fully. Is that right?" I asked her, voice
trembling slightly with the excitement of the moment.
"Yes, sir."
"Mathilda, are you a virgin?"
"No sir."
I lifted up her skirt and stared at her prominent mound, gift-
wrapped in her regulation blue cotton school panties. I had
admired that pudenda for years as she took part in swimming
carnivals and athletic meets. "How long ago were you first
fucked?"
"Eight years ago." Jesus! That meant she was only eight when her
cherry was busted. I ran my left hand all over her panties,
feeling her arse and cunt lips through the thin cotton fabric as
I reached into her blouse with my other hand.
"Who was it who took your virginity?"
"Reverend Thomas." No emotion showed in any of her answers.
Plenty showed in my questions, though. Reverend Thomas was the
senior Sunday school teacher in our parish.
"Has he fucked you again since?"
"Yes, lots of times." I could feel a trace of moisture in her
crotch as she recalled the incidents and was instantly aroused.
My right hand felt her left nipple harden.
"Did you enjoy it your first time?"
"Yes."
"How did it come about?"
"I was one of the virgin sacrifices at the Sunday school camp."
"How many were there?"
"Seven."
"Don't you still go to those camps as a chaperon?"
"Yes, I'm a senior worshipper and I help with the ceremonies as
Reverend Thomas's personal assistant."
Fuck! They must be fun camps! And the dirty Reverend must be
still at it with the Sunday school girls. I wanted to know more
about these camps later on!
"How many cocks have been up you then?"
"Twelve."
"Are you on the pill?"
"Yes."
"Are you having your period?"
"No".
"Then go to the corner with Kylie, and stand with your skirt
pulled up under your chin so we can see your panties."
She scampered over to the other side of the room and I adjusted
my stiff cock in my pants.
By the time we'd questioned all the girls, we had six girls
having a period, two more not on the pill and three who were
still virgins. (Three out of nineteen sixteen year olds were
virgins! Bloody different from our day, I thought.) That meant
eleven cunt's we couldn't fuck, and seven we could. Also, we'd
found out that Reverend Thomas had a good thing going with the
Sunday School. A third of the girls in the class had been
deflowered by the dirty bastard, and so had half the girls in
the district from the sound of it. His orgies were apparently
something of a feature of the sexual awakening of dozens of
girls over the past seventeen years since he came to the
district from outback Queensland - and it was still going on. I
though I might go and check out this preacher and perhaps become
a Sunday school teacher myself. From what I knew he'd have to
let me in or I'd blow the whistle on him.
Steve seemed to know exactly what to do next.
"Have you done this before?" I asked him.
"Yeah, lots of times. I organize these things for lots of people
companies, sports teams, charities, schools. You'd be amazed at
how many depraved individuals there are in the world. I get a
lot of managing directors want me to fix them up with the whole
typing pool, or company social club presidents wanting to liven
up the annual ski trip. I have a lot of fun on harbor cruises,
when a top salesman wants to get his big shot prospective
customer to shoot his cock up a secretary or two so he can get
pictures and blackmail him. Once I even had a famous football
coach get me to set up a party with his team, so he could fuck
and suck them all. Anyway, on with the show. Get those virgins
and the two silly girls not on the pill over here and let's see
what they're like."
We lined the five girls up at the front of the classroom. I
looked around the room and thought this classroom would never be
the same again for me. Just looking at the walls would give me a
hard-on from now on. I saw the seven girls waiting with their
skirts lifted up, cunt's juicing up ready to be fucked and
nearly came in my pants.
"These cunts can't be fucked," Steve told me, "but that doesn't
mean they can't join in the action. For a start, let's get them
naked."
I reached for Maureen's blouse and started unbuttoning it. I
kissed her on the mouth as her white blouse landed on the floor.
She was totally unresponsive, and I was a bit disappointed.
"They won't respond to you at all until I tell them to. If I'd
known you wanted to waste time with all that kissy stuff instead
of gettin your fucking rocks off in them I'd have organized it."
Steve commented. "Do you want me to switch her on to you?"
"No, it's ok. I'll get into her mouth later on." I replied, and
started undoing her white lacy bra. It fell to the floor, and I
fondled her large firm tits. Her nipples were stiff, giving away
her state of arousal.
Then I undid the button and zipper on her skirt and it fell to
the floor as well. Finally, I slipped my thumbs into the waist-
band of her panties and pulled them down her legs. I ran my
hands over her firm rounded arse, and slipped my fingers between
her juicy puffy cunt lips. I felt up her cunthole and found her
hymen, wet but unbroken. At the same time I pushed my finger up
her arsehole and thought she'd had something large up there
before today, based on the way she clamped her hole on my
finger. Never mind, if I can't fuck her, at least I can have
some fun with her.
I stood her with her legs nice and wide apart and went on to
Sandra. Sandra had said she wasn't a virgin, but wasn't on the
pill. Why she hadn't got pregnant puzzled me, because she was a
sexy tart, forever teasing the boys in the playground.I couldn't
wait in her case, so I lifted her skirt up and shoved my hands
straight into her tight panties.
Sandra's cunt was sopping wet with excitement and it was totally
hairless. The fucking slut was shaving it! And yet she wasn't on
the pill. I asked her why, and she told me because she had an
IUD.
I pulled her panties down to her ankles and slipped three
fingers up her creamy twat. She moaned and moved her feet
further apart to give me better access to her crotch area.
"Fuck, Steve, this one's a hot one. She's eager to get fucked.
Look at her bald cunt!" I exclaimed. I stripped off her skirt
and then as Steve let his current interest go and came over to
look into Sandra's dripping wet slit I turned my attention to
getting her blouse off and removing her bra.
She had tiny tits, with enormous nipples. In fact she was almost
completely flat chested, but that didn't seem to hold her back
at all because when I touched her tits she started cumming with
a loud moan, and her cunt squeezed Steve's four fingers which
were now distending her fuckchannel widely.
"You're fucking right, John," he said, "this bloody slut almost
made it through the net didn't she? She certainly is ripe for a
good rollicking. Send her over with those other cunts there."
I dismissed her for the moment, and turned my attention to the
other girls in the 'not-to-be-fucked' group.
When we had them all naked, Steve suggested we have a taste test
of the five girls who weren't bleeding. That sounded a good idea
to me, so we lay the girls on their backs across a couple of
desks with their legs dangling over the sides. We had the girls
who were on the rag hold the others' cunt lips open and we
started to lap at the delicious teenage slits arrayed for us.
It was a wonderful experience for me, moving my mouth from one
wet sloppy cunt to another, being able to compare the flavor and
smell of one schoolgirl with another. You know they don't taste
the same. Some girls are saltier than others, some girls are
wetter than others, but all these girls tasted heavenly to me!
All too soon the hypnotized schoolgirls started cumming on our
tongues and fingers and it was time to move on to the other
group.
We left this group lying on the desks with their legs apart so
we could look up their creaming virgin twats as we busied our-
selves with the other cunts.
We lined the eight girls up in a row at the front of the class,
their skirts still held up high. Staring hard at the crotches
in front of us, we took off all our clothes and then walked
along the line, rubbing our cocks over the girls and feeling
their sexy young bodies with our hands.
I pushed my hand down into their panties and slipped my finger
into their squishy cunts to see who was the wettest, and who had
shaved her cunt. I looked at their faces and down their fronts
to see what their tits were really like inside those pretty lacy
bras.
I finally chose Sandra, because I had really decided I wanted to
root her anyway as soon as I saw she had shaved her sixteen year
old slit. Steve chose Karen, a well endowed blonde with big firm
tits and a nicely trimmed bush on her cunt.
Steve took his time stripping the panties, blouse and bra off
Karen, leaving her skirt pulled up around her waist.
We arranged our girls on the floor, spread wide apart, the way I
like to see a girl, then I had Kylie come and suck my cock
while commanded the set up of the rest of the girls.
We had the girls take off their blouses and bras, so their tits
were out on show for us. Then we made the girls rub their chests
together, so the firm little bubbies bounced around and made the
nipples stand up nice and hard. Next they were made to pull
their panties down to their knees. I think a girl, especially
a young girl, looks sexier with her panties pulled down to her
knees rather than taken off altogether, don't you think?
In any case, then we arranged them squatting by the heads of
Sandra and Karen so we could reach their wet little slits with
our mouths or hands while we were rooting our hypnotized teen-
agers.
I had just about decided to set to and fuck my cock up the
patiently waiting Sandra when I had a great idea.
"Listen, Steve, I've just had an idea. I don't think it's fair
that those girls who've got the curse should miss out on all the
fun. That little bastard Phillip Liddy over there has been
giving me a hard time all year, so why don't we have him suck
their cunt's and arsehole's while we're fucking these girls?"
"Oooh Jesus, are you sure you hate him that much?" Steve didn't
seem too sure about that. But fuck him, he mightn't ever know
what he'd done, but I would and that would make all the
difference next time he's objectionable in class.
"Yes, I'm sure, and while you're about it, have him fuck his
arsehole with that coke bottle. That should make a good sight,
don't you think?"
So Steve issued the commands and Phillip obeyed meekly. He
stripped off his pants, spread his arse cheeks apart while I
stuffed the neck of the coke bottle up his hole and he started
to lick and suck the bleeding reeking cunts in front of him. He
crouched down, the bottle on the floor and bounced up and down
on it, fucking himself as though he was a closet gay and
experienced in the arts of bum fucking.
Then Steve had another great idea.
"These girls are going to be more fun to fuck if they're awake,
don't you think? The trouble is, I can't wake them up fully or
the whole afternoon will turn into tears for everyone. What if I
suggest to them that we're their favorite rock stars,and they're
dirty hookers hired to fuck their brains out? When they wake up
they'll still be dirty as fuck, and they'll give us more action
that way."
And so it was that I lay down on top of one of my schoolgirls,
sliding my throbbing cock up her tight wet cunt as she imagined
she was a four-hundred dollar a time prostitute screwing Jon Bon
Jovi for the night. I reached out with my right hand and
fingered the juicy twat of Christine Barton, the upper crust
society girl who was too good to talk to the rest of the class,
fingered Melissa Anderson's arsehole with my left hand, and
licked at Mathilda Frith's hairless labia as she held them open
and as I fucked my heart out.
I shot my cum up Sandra's cunthole as , Mathilda asked me if I'd
contribute some spunk into her condom for the next camp in a
couple of weeks, and I told her she'd have to wait after school
for some 'coaching' when we could get better acquainted.
"Jesus, Steve, this is fun. Did you spunk up her yet?" I asked
as my cock started to wilt, but not my interest. Steve was
humping into his girl with all his strength, grunting each time
his pelvic bond landed on her mound.
"Yeah, I'm cumming into her now!!!!" he gasped and his whole
body stiffened. He pushed his cock as far up Karen's spasming
twat as he could, as his cock exploded, pouring his sperm into
her.
We pulled our dripping cocks out of the teenage schoolgirls and
made the other girls lick and suck them clean. With three
girls slobbering over my prick, my balls and my arsehole and
another, whose tongue resembled a squirming eel in my mouth,
kissing me, my cock stood up hard and proud in no time.
Next, Steve and I sat on chairs, while a girl stood on each
side of us offering us their cunts to fondle. I had the pretty
sixteen year old Maureen Fitch standing astride my rigid dick
as Shelley Plummer held Maureen's twat open and guided my cock
into her juicing fuckhole as she descended onto my lap. I
commanded Shelly to fix her mouth to my cock and balls as I
fucked Maureen's teenage slit. Shelly had to get under our legs
and slid half under the chair to reach my cock and balls with
her mouth. Every time Maureen came back down onto my cock she
would hit Shelly's face with her arse. Steve was into a similar
scene just next to me, his fingers stuffed up his schoolgirl
slut's arsehole as he fucked her. He slobbered over her tits
as he pounded into her fuckhole.
By the time Steve and I had our turn up Kylie's cunt, Steve had
her telling us somewhat about her sexual practices, she'd been
part of the sex education of a large number of schoolboys and
had paid for quite a few of her brothers debts with her body.
As she told us, she'd been fucked by fifty seven cocks, and of
course her brother was fucking all her holes nearly every
night.
Kylie would regularly sneak into her brother's bed after her
parents were asleep to have a midnight orgy with him or to put
on a dirty masturbation show while he wanked himself off.
Within a year they had a large collection of pornographic
pictures, all processed by her brother's friend Jack, and paid
for with Kylie's body.
I made a point of finding out which classes Simon was in so I
could ensure I was invited to the afternoon orgies.
Then, all too soon it was time for the class to end, when we
all had to get dressed again and return the class to normal.
While the girls were getting dressed, Steve asked me who were
my favorites in the class. I thought carefully and decided I
liked Kylie or course, Sandra, the slut with the sloppy cunt
and the IUD, Mathilda, the senior at the Sunday school camp,
and lovely Maureen Fitch, the prettiest girl in the class.
Steve said, "Well you've been a great friend to me, and we've
had lots of fun today. As thanks for letting me play with
these young girls, I'm going to give you a gift. Before I snap
them all out of their hypnotic state, I'm going to leave a sug-
gestion buried deep in their subconscious. You will be able to
trigger it anytime you like by just speaking a phrase into
their ear and they'll instantly return to the state they're in
at the moment. You'll be able to get a fuck or a blow job or
even set up an orgy anytime you want. Would you like that?"
"Fucking stupid question! Of course I would. Thanks a lot! What
phrase would I have to use?"
"Well you can use any phrase you like, but you don't want it to
turn up accidentally in ordinary day to day life, so you
wouldn't use something like 'open your text books', but you
also wouldn't like it to be misunderstood if someone else heard
you saying it. So you wouldn't use 'show me your cunt'."
"I get it," I replied, heart throbbing with the thoughts that
were racing through my brain. "What about 'Do you enjoy stakes
in the afternoon?' Would that work?"
"I think so. That's very witty." So Steve implanted the
suggestion in the schoolgirls subconscious, we checked up their
skirts and down their fronts that they were all properly
dressed, put the boys and girls back in their seats and snapped
his fingers.
They all instantly continued their protests that hypnotism was
all a load of bullshit, just as they had at the start of the
class so long ago. Five of the girls, who had sperm squishing
around in their cunts were quieter than the others, perhaps
wondering why they were so wet in the crotch.
The bell rang and the class emptied. As everyone filed out I
called to Sandra to wait behind for a few minutes.
She stood in front of me, eyes looking like the innocent she'd
always seemed to me.
"Yes, sir?"
"What are you planning to do this afternoon, Sandra?" I asked
her.
"I'm just going to go home and do my homework, then I'm going
to meet my boyfriend. We're going to the movies tonight," she
said.
"Do you enjoy stakes in the afternoon?" I asked, and instantly
she got the glassy look in her eyes that they'd all had earlier
on. "Fucking fantastic!" I exclaimed to Steve who was watching
on, beaming. "Can I give her instructions and then snap her
out of it? Like, can I have her come up to my flat this
afternoon?"
"Of course. She'll do anything you tell her to, provided it
doesn't clash with her basic values. So for instance you
couldn't make her commit a murder or something, but she's
already a sexy little cunt, and she's been waiting for someone
to take command of her and fuck the daylights out of her. Go
to it!"
I gave Sandra the instructions, told her where to be and when,
and then I peeled her panties off and put them in my pocket.
I'd sniff them in the car on the way home to remind me of what
was tocome. I snapped my fingers and she woke up immediately.
"Is that all, sir?" she asked and I replied that it was, thank
you.
"See you later." I called to her as she bounded out of the room
to join her school mates.
Steve and I picked up our bags and walked out of the classroom
together.
"You must come on one of my harbor cruises one day," he said
with a wry grin on his face.
"I'd love to. Sounds like fun."
"Fun's not the word for it!" he replied...
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