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A story that combines a couple of themes that I've written
on in the past - harem girls, and hypnosis. If you're a
women who finds this fantasy intriguing, drop me a line.
MM
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The Training
by Mountain Man
As was customary, the slave girl had been brought to me for training
before attending the king. This was one of the many roles that I
played in service to our ruler - ensuring that the female slaves who
served him were properly responsive and submissive.
It was a role that I was particularly suited for, and one that I
thoroughly enjoyed; during my apprenticeship I had focused much of my
energy and attention on learning to subdue the will of others, and now,
as a master magician, I had gained a great deal of experience in this
art. I knew that little effort would be required to bring this young
and inexperienced girl deeply under my power.
The slave was fresh, young, and lovely. Her shapely body was clad in
the brief vestments of a dancing girl - a flowing cloth about her
loins; a beaded bra barely concealing her lush breasts; her navel,
shoulders and long shapely legs fully revealed. Long shining hair and
large lovely eyes were both the deepest brown, almost black. Her feet
were small, well-formed, bare, and she walked with a feline grace, her
hips swaying gently.
She entered the room shyly, hesitantly. I was dressed in full regalia,
long flowing black robes and headdress, and she seemed awed by my
presence. I urged her forward, "Step closer, my dear. Come near where
I can see you more clearly." Slowly, and a bit fearfully she crept
toward me. "Even closer. Come closer."
When she was about three feet away, I gently grasped both of her
shoulders and drew her toward me. Now she was standing directly before
me, gazing upward. Her body was trembling, but her eyes remained
focused on my face.
"You're fascinated by my jewel, aren't you?" She nodded her head.
"Yes, it is quite lovely. Go ahead and look it, enjoy its beauty,
enjoy the bright lights that play within its depths."
She was staring at the large, dark blue sapphire fastened in the middle
of my forehead by the thinest of silver chains. I wear the gem to
provide a focal point of attention for those I intend to subdue. I was
pleased that her attention was already captivated, with little
prompting on my part.
"You find it very easy to look deep into the beautiful jewel ... deep
into the jewel. Notice how light your body feels as you continue to
look at it. Light and pleasant, as your gaze sinks deeper and deeper
into the heart of the beautiful light ... the light, taking you deep,
helping you to drift, to float, so light now, so very, very light."
I slowly rocked my head back and forth, playing the reflected
candlelight from the gem back and forth across her now-fascinated
eyes. Using subtle pressure at her shoulders, I started her body
swaying back and forth in synchrony with the flashing light. Her gaze
became glassy, her eyes wide, staring unfocused.
"Look into my eyes now, my dear ... deep into my eyes. That's right.
Notice how deep and fascinating they are. You feel a deep power in my
gaze; it holds you and commands you. You find yourself unable to look
away now, and you have no desire to do so. My powerful gaze is
reaching deep within you, touching your deepest places. You find your
desire to respond to me grows stronger and stronger, stronger and
stronger now. You wish to feel my strong command, my control over
you.
"You feel yourself sinking deep into my eyes now, very deep. You're
responding completely to my voice. Deeply and completely, deeply and
completely."
She was wide-eyed, her body rigid, her eyes tightly locked, unseeing,
on mine. "You wish to respond fully and completely to me now, don't
you." She moved her head in a barely perceptible nod. "Good. You'll
find your desire and ability to respond to all my commands growing
deeper and deeper. Each time that you respond to my command, you'll
feel pleasure, and you'll find your ability to respond growing and
deepening ... growing and deepening."
"Now my dear, I wish you to reveal your body to me. You find yourself
removing your top now."
As I issued this command, her hands began to move upward. She
continued to stare at me, a dull and vacant expression on her face, as
her hands, seemingly with a life of their own, very slowly unfastened
her bra. After a long, languorous time, she finally opened the
garment, letting it fall to the floor. Her firm, full breasts were
revealed.
"Now my dear, you'll find that my voice arouses you. Notice your
nipples getting hard. You find that you want to touch them, to caress
them. And as you do, you'll find your body beginning to sway.
Beginning to sway to the sensuous, arousing music that you hear."
I signaled to the musicians in the corner - a drum and flute. They
began a very soft melody, accompanied by a slow, insistent beat. The
slave girl's hands returned to her breasts where they made slow,
circling motions. I could see her nipples visibly tightening, and her
hips slowly began to rock back and forth in time to the music.
"You'll discover that your body moves to the rhythm of the music, and
the music controls your arousal. As the music gets faster, and faster,
your arousal grows."
Again I signaled the musicians, and slowly, very slowly the tempo of
the music increased. The slave girl's body kept pace, her hips
swaying, her gaze still held captive by mine. Her hands traveled over
her body, rubbing her breasts, caressing her hips. Her tongue traced
lightly over her lips, leaving them moist and shining. As her body
responded to the music, her breathing deepened. Clearly she was
becoming highly aroused.
As the music quickened, her body moved more and more rapidly. The
well-toned muscles of her stomach tensed and relaxed as her hips
rotated seductively. She continued to caress herself, running fingers
lightly over her smooth neck and face, gathering her full hair as she
sighed with passion.
"You want to bare your body now, to remove all of your clothing. Do
so."
Quickly her hands freed the cloth about her loins, and in an instant
she stood nude before me, her body flushed, her hips gyrating wildly to
the throbbing, insistent music.
"Your hand travels between your legs now ... touching ... exploring ...
arousing."
The slave girl required only the briefest of prompts now. Immediately
she placed a hand between her inner lips, and as she rapidly stroked in
and out, her fingers glistened with the moisture of her arousal.
"Your eyes are closing now, as you slip even deeper under my power.
Deeper and deeper."
She threw her head back, eyes tightly shut, fingers moving
insistently. She continued to rock her hips in a rapid circular motion
- seductive, enticing.
Quickly I shed my clothing and positioned myself behind this deeply
submissive, highly aroused beauty. Placing one hand between her
shoulders and wrapping the other around her waist, I exerted the
slightest pressure. She responded immediately, bending forward at the
waist. Her bottom was now fully exposed, the firm cheeks gyrating
before me. I placed my rock-hard shaft between her moist lips and felt
her rhythmic movements massaging me.
"You want to feel me inside you. You are guiding me into you now."
Her hand led me to her opening, and she pressed backwards, deeply
engulfing my rod. She continued to move with the music, changing her
swaying into a rapid rocking motion, riding my length back and forth.
I reached down and fondled her firm tits, first one, and then both,
grasping them tightly and pulling myself deeply into her.
She was moaning now as I whispered into her ear, "You'll wait for your
release my dear, until I give my permission. You feel the pressure
growing now, the need to release all your sexual tension and arousal.
Feel your passage tightening, tightening ... more and more aroused now,
more and more aroused. Your need for release getting greater and
greater. You are unable to release until I permit it."
Her hips were moving in a blur now, her cries of passion deep and
continuous. Her hand continued to rub her slit rapidly, brushing
against my balls on each stroke. I tweaked her long, hard nipples,
causing her to squeal with pleasure and frustration.
Again, I used the slightest pressure on her chest to position her
nearly upright, pulling her body tightly against me. I wrapped my arms
around her, and pressed my lips to the back of her neck, licking,
sucking, caressing. She was rocking quickly and insistently on my
shaft.
"You need release now. You need it. Your tight wet passage is
trembling with its need. Feel it quivering. Feel its intense desire.
Every ounce of your attention is now focused on the place between your
legs and the intensity of its need."
Tears were trickling from between eyelids which were squeezed tightly
shut. I could feel her insides spasming about me, bringing me to the
crest. As I peaked, I whispered commands into her ear.
"You will cease all movement NOW. You will stand still, in complete
silence, but will not achieve release. You are totally still NOW."
Her body was trembling violently as I spurted into her. She was unable
to move or speak, it was only by the twitching of her muscles and the
continued clutching of her sheath around me that I was aware of her
almost overpowering need to achieve orgasm.
I continued to stoke and kiss her body as I came strongly and
repeatedly. Over and over my shaft twitched, releasing deep inside
her. Gradually, the urgency of my thrusts stilled, and finally I came
to rest, my rod buried deep between her quivering flanks.
After resting for several minutes, I slipped out of her. Her body
continued to shiver and quake as the intensity of her need battled
against the strength of my injunctions.
I circled her, and then, standing before her, continued my commands,
"You are straightening now, standing straight and tall. Open your eyes
and look deep into my eyes now. Deep ... very deep. Good.
"Very shortly I'm going to send you to the king. Only he can give you
the release that you need now, that you so desperately crave. You will
go to him and respond to him deeply and fully, as you are responding
to me now. You will remain in your deep trance state, and will submit
to all of his desires. Your need to please him will be very strong,
very strong. When you speak to him or to me, you will use the title
'Master'. You understand this, don't you slave girl?"
"Yes Master, " she replied in a shaky voice, her body continuing to
tremble.
"Your body is quieting now, becoming still, relaxed, although your need
for stimulation and release is still very strong. The king will give
you what you must have, but only after you have fully satisfied his
desire. You will be unable to reach your peak until the king permits.
At no time will you ask the king in any way for what you desire, you
exist to please HIM. You understand this, don't you slave girl?"
"Yes, Master."
"Excellent. Now you will go into the bath and cleanse yourself for the
king. You will then enter his chamber through that door there. When
the king is finished with you, you will return to me. You will remain
in your deeply submissive state until I command that you awaken. Now
signify your compliance, and then follow my instructions."
"I understand your commands, Master, and I obey."
As she left for the bath, I was imagining the look of pleasure on the
king's face as this deeply pliant, fully obedient slave girl submitted
to his every desire.
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Copyright (c) 1994, Mountain Man
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