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The steam room was nice and hot, just the thing to take away the creaks and pains the day could bring to a rock band. Although they weren't that heavy on the rock, the three Corr sisters definitly needed the rest after the long show they'd put on and the hotel's sauna was just what they needed.
One look and you could tell they were sisters, all three very similar to each other in appearance and each with long black hair. Dressed only in towels, which were discarded within the privacy of the sauna, allowing the three women's bodies to be exposed.
Andrea's was the best of the three, nearly perfect with nice firm breasts and ass. Sharon was a little plainer but still nice, sharing the same sort of pert breasts as her other sister Caroline. All three shared the fatigue of the performance and the joy in being able to relax afterwards.
"God, this crick in my neck won't stop," Caroline said, her other shared trait, her light Irish accent, coming to the fore. She rubbed at her neck as she sat on the wooden bench, Sharon and Andrea nearby.
"This whole thing does get pretty tiring," Sharon said, sighing. "The sexed-up image is a bit rough."
"Ah, relax, sis," Andrea shrugged. "Come on, you have to love being able to let loose a little."
"Not as much as you," Sharon shot back. Caroline grinned at the eye roll Andrea did. A few weeks earlier, a photographer had managed to click some pictures of Andrea sunbathing topless which swiftly found their way to the tabloids.
"I still don't see how you can be so calm about it," Sharon went on. "You were ready to rip apart walls when they came out, now you just let them slide."
"I've learned to live with it," Andrea said. "That doc we met in New York a while back helped out. Taught me a way to relax and deal with it."
"Good at his job, then," Sharon said. "I can't believe anyone could make you mellow out like this."
"Oh, Trevor is good at his job," Andrea said. "In fact, he even taught me a little technique so I can relax anytime I want." Andrea reached over towards the small pile of belongings the sisters had brought in with them. Shuffling through it for a few moments, she pulled out what appeared to be a bright emerald attached to a chain.
"This is sort of a focus and relaxation technique," Andrea explained, holding the emerald up before her sister's faces. "I know it sounds a bit unorthodox but it really does work. Come on, it can really help you out getting those pains out of the way, all right?"
"Okay, I'm game," Caroline said.
"Go for it," Sharon nodded.
"Okay, just keep your eyes on the pendant," Andrea said, swinging it before them, forcing them to track its movements. "Just keep your eyes right on the pendant and relax. Both of you relax. Just think of home, think of Ireland, of how peaceful it is. How wonderful we feel when we're back. Just watch the pendant, watch the pendant swing, back and forth, back and forth, watch the pendant swing and you're feeling so peaceful, so at peace now, so relaxed as you watch the pendant swing back and forth, back and forth, you're so relaxed, girls, you're so relaxed right now. Keep thinking of Ireland, keep thinking of how at peace and relaxed you feel, keep thinking of how relaxed you feel now, just keep thinking of how relaxed you feel, both of you, just keep thinking of how relaxed you feel....."
Both Caroline and Sharon were staring at the pendant, eyes becoming dull, faces slumping as they watched it swing before them, Andrea continuing to talk in a low and quiet voice, words coming to her that she hadn't thought of, words seeming to roll off her tongue designed to bring her two sisters deeper and deeper into a trance state, their bodies slumping, their eyes fixed on the swinging pendant as their sister kept talking to them.
"So relaxed now, girls, so very relaxed, just let yourselves become more and more relaxed, girls, just feel yourselves grow more and more relaxed, let the relaxation just come over you both, girls, just let the relaxation come over you both and listen to me, just relax and listen, girls, just relax and listen."
Andrea lowered the pendant, Caroline and Sharon both staring blankly forward, staring outward at the spot where the pendant had been. Andrea moved toward the pile of belongings, picking up her cell phone and dialing a number she hadn't ever seen before. It took a moment for it to pick up. "Hello?"
"It's Andrea," the Corr found herself saying. A sudden chime came over the phone and instantly, Andrea's face and mind went blank. "They're ready," she said in a flat tone.
"You know what to do," the voice said before hanging up. Dropping the phone, Andrea moved to her entranced sisters and spoke. "Girls, listen to me carefully........"
Trevor was a handsome man with dark hair and a nice build, more a model type than a psychiatrist, which made his female patients trust him, which invaluably helped him out at times. And now was one of those times.
At the knock on the hotel door, he opened it and was treated to a lovely sight: the three Corr sisters, towels wrapped around waists and chests, standing before him, all with blank looks on their faces. "Come on in girls and take off their towels." Trevor watched as they did, revealing their naked bodies to him as they sat on the edge of his bed.
Trevor smiled as he saw his plan come to fruitation. Hypnotizing Andrea had been a happy accident, his skills meaning it only took a few sessions to bring her under his power. Using her to induct her great sisters was a great idea that was paying benefits.
Taking the green pendant, Trevor held it up, watching as all three sisters followed it movements. "Watch the pendant, girls, all of you, watch the pendant, just watch the pendant, girls, just watch the pendant swing, side to side, side to side, just watch it swing, girls, just watch it swing, side to side and fall deeper into its power, fall deeper under the power of the pendant, girls, fall deeper into the power of the pendant."
Trevor went on for a few more minutes until he was satisfied that the sisters were under deep enough for what he had in mind. "Listen to me carefully, Sharon, Caroline. You are now my hypnotic slaves, just as Andrea is. You will do what I tell you to do without question, girls. Do you understand?"
"Yes....." they replied in unison, Andrea adding in a "master...."
"Caroline, Sharon, you will call me master."
"Yes......master....."
"Caroline, Sharon stand and watch as Andrea pleasures me. As you do, you will wish to pleasure me as well at my command." Trevor moved to the bed, lying down on it with his cock rigid and ready. "Andrea, mount me."
At his command, Andrea moved forward, moving onto Trevor's body, sliding herself onto his hard cock and beginning to rock on him immediately, her pert breasts bouncing with every move. "Ooooh," Andrea moaned as Trevor worked at her with well-practiced ease, his hands moving up to her firm breasts, cupping and kneading the tits whose public exposure had allowed him to get his hands on this Irish treasure. "Ugh!" he grunted as he pushed her breasts together, his cock working up and into her.
Andrea's moans grew louder as she felt herself rock on Trevor's cock, her breasts squeezed away by him. She leaned back, moaning "ahhhhhhh" as Trevor went at her, her two sisters staring blankly at the scene, both unable to fight the arousal within them as they watched their sister ride Trevor, her breasts pressed together by him, her cries getting louder and louder until they finally came loose in an "AHHHHH!" Trevor let out an "UGHH!" as he let loose, the two orgasming in a great wave of pleasure.
As soon as he could, Trevor pushed Andrea off him. "Andrea, stand with Sharon. Caroline, come over here and get on all fours." Obediantly, the sister obeyed, moving onto her hands and knees on the bed. Trevor moved behind her, sliding his cock into her waiting hole, the penis shuffling into the shaved pussy.
"Uhhhh....." Caroline moaned as she felt Trevor go at her from behind, his rod easily slamming in and out of her ass. Trevor gripped the cheeks hard, holding on tight as he went at her, his cock slamming in her hole, Caroline's hair bouncing around her head as he fucked her from behind. "Hold on," Trevor hissed. "Hold on tight, baby," he went on slamming at her, Caroline gripping the bedsheets hard for support as he went at her, her cries growing louder and louder before culminating in a long scream. "YEAHHHHHH!!!!" she let out, Trevor's long "AUHHHH!" echoing as he let loose his wad into her ass, sending the Irish singer into throes of orgasm.
Pulling out, Trevor talked again. "Caroline, stand next to Andrea, Sharon come here and suck my cock." Obediantly, the final sister fell to her knees, taking Trevor's rod into her mouth and starting to suck on it, taking it deep in her throat, tickling the tip with her tongue. "Oh, yeah, just like that," Trevor moaned, surprised at how good Sharon was at giving head. Guess that good-girl image was mostly for show. He gripped her dark hair, holding her in tight so she could take down all of her meat.
"Suck it harder," Trevor moaned. "Harder, slave." Sharon obeyed, lips running up the shaft as her tongue circled the penis, tickling as she took him in deeper. Trevor glanced around to her sisters, loving the glazed expressions as they watched their sister give a stranger head, cum dripping from their pussies as they waited to service their master. They watched as their sister kept going at her master's cock, Trevor groaning as she sucked him off. "Here it comes, here it comes, here it comes........!" he let loose his wad down Sharon's waiting throat, the younger woman licking away every drop of cum she could and swallowing it easily.
Pulling out, Trevor looked towards the three hypnotized sisters, smiling. He figured what he truly wanted was out of the question. At least for tonight, it would take a while to break down all that Catholic upbringing stuff about no incest. Still, it could be done, if he wanted to. For now, he was content purely to enjoy each sister in turn. By the end of the night, the Emerald Isles would be showing him even more beauty than he could ever had imagined.
THE END
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