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HypFant 8: A Night After the Opera
by MAW
MC, FF
Starring Virgina Madsen (Gotham) and Sherilyn Fenn (Twin Peaks)

     Not to be read by anyone under 18. This story contains
graphic descriptions of sexuality. If this offends you, leave
now. This is fiction. Hypnosis does not work this way. If you
feel like trying this, seek help.
     This story is based on a manufactured image at
www.Privatepages.com. All suggestions/scenarios and comments
welcomed. Enjoy.

     Veronica was impressed. Jake hadn't seemed the kind of man
to take her to the opera. An action movie with lots of explosions
was her guess when he asked her out. But Jake seemed to enjoy the
opera as much as she did, applauding loudly at its conclusion and
producing his own set of glasses, which he was kind enough to
lend to Veronica. She was beginning to think he wasn't such a bad
catch after all.
     Jake had excused himself at the opera's conclusion, leaving
Veronica behind. Her short black hair was elegantly combed and
she was wearing an exquisite red dress with a golden chest, her
nice breasts held up tight, her long legs held in tight hose. She
absently strummed her fingers on her purse, hoping that Jake
would return soon. She was looking forward to what he had planned
for the rest of the evening. 
     A voice caught her attention. "Look here, please." Veronica
turned to see a tall attractive woman with long blond hair
standing before her. She wore a black dress with a unique print
design on the front. Smiling, she was holding a green disk
attached to a chain, a medallion with an odd spiral on it.
     "What isss..." Veronica's voice trailed off as the pendant
began to glow, the spiral seeming to turn. Veronica couldn't take
her eyes off of it, the glowing disk filling her entire field of
vision. A dullness came over her mind, washing away any thoughts
of Jake or the opera or anything else. In seconds, she was
motionless, staring into the glowing gem in rapture.
     Melanie smiled. Oh, this was a fine catch. Jake had done
well again. Using such a handsome young man to lure companions to
her had been a wise idea. Jake was currently on his way home, his
mind already erasing the memory of this encounter, just as it had
all the others since Melanie had entranced him. Lowering the
disk, the blonde-haired woman began to give commands that
Veronica was helpless to disobey. 
     "Veronica, my name is Melanie. Jake isn't coming back. But
you don't really care about that, do you? No, you don't care at
all about Jake now. All you care about is me. About doing
anything I ask you to do. You find me attractive, don't you,
Veronica?"
     "Yes, Melanie," Veronica said in a flat tone.
     "You'll do anything I say, won't you Veronica?" 
     "Yes, Melanie."
     "Very well. Stand up and follow me." Melanie took Veronica
by the hand and led her out of the box. They walked down the
stairs and out of the theater, heading towards a white limo.
Melanie opened the door and let the blank-faced Veronica in. She
sat next to her on a plush seat. The limo pulled away and the two
were left alone.
     Melanie put a hand on Veronica's shoulder and pulled the
younger woman into a kiss. Veronica responded slowly, then with a
little more passion as Melanie wrapped her tongue around hers.
Melanie put a hand up to Veronica's chest, sliding it easily into
her cleavage. She worked her hand in, kneading it in between
Veronica's breasts, causing her to sigh through Melanie's lips.
They remained that way through the entire ride to Melanie's
mansion, liplocked and loving it.

     Melanie led Veronica into her expansive house. The servants
had the night off, Melanie loving privacy when she entertained.
She led Veronica up the stairs and into her room. She unzipped
the side of her dress, shrugging it off. She was naked
underneath, her breasts falling loose. She turned and looked at
the hypnotized Veronica. "I think we'll take a bath together,"
she announced. "Take off your clothes, Veronica, and we can bathe
together." Veronica didn't hesitate in disrobing, her breasts
falling free as she slid her dress off. Melanie felt a thrill
course through her as she watched Veronica slide her hose off her
legs, her bare ass sticking in the air. 
     The two nude women entered Melanie's bathroom, which was the
size of most apartments. Melanie was pleased to see that her
servants had done their job well. The large tub was filled with
water and soap, the temperature perfect for Melanie. She led
Victoria into the tub and sat her down. For a moment, neither
moved, Melanie examining the wonderfully nude form before her,
Victoria mindlessly waiting for instructions.
     Melanie reached behind her and took a sponge in her hand.
She ran it over Victoria's breasts, ripples of soap running down
her curves. She lightly washed Victoria's chest, running the
sponge with care over the tits. After she had done so, she
reached down and gave each nipple a tickle with her tongue. She
moved the sponge over Victoria's body, finally plunging it under
water, down the flat stomach and to Victoria's clit.
     Melanie was good. She let the sponge slide along Victoria's
thighs, lightly touching the dark patch in between. She kept it
up for several minutes, making sweeping motions that intensified
the pleasure Veronica was feeling. Melanie took her hand out and
instructed Veronica to turn over. Veronica did so, facing the lip
of the tub, her wet ass sticking in the air. Melanie began
sponging her behind, letting the soapy water trail along the
buttocks. As she cleaned her with one hand, Melanie let the other
slide down into Victoria's pussy, her fingers easily moving in.
She began to push her way inside, the fingers sliding along the
entire area, probing into Victoria in a way she'd never felt
before. Victoria moaned and pushed herself against the tub as
Melanie fingered her. Her body rocked back and forth as she felt
herself build and finally let loose in an awesome display, her
cum streaking across Melanie's fingers and into the palm of her
hand.
     Melanie had denied herself too long. She sat herself on the
edge of the tub, her wet buttocks against the tiled steps. She
spread her legs, showing her blond pussy, wet from much more than
water. Victoria needed no orders for this. She moved her head in
and began to lick at Melanie, her tongue diving in and out of the
blond lips, doing her best to reward her mistress with the same
passion she had been eager to give. Her hands ran up and down
Melanie's thighs, squeezing them as she continued to lick at her.
Melanie's thighs clamped around her head, holding her in tight as
she came, again and again, streaking Victoria's prim and proper
face with yellow streams.
     The two dried off and fell onto the massive bed. Melanie let
Victoria spend a few minutes licking at her nipples before moving
so the two were in a 69 position. As they licked away at one
another, Melanie had to thank herself again for an excellent
choice, another in her long line of all-too-willing servants who
would dedicate themselves to serving her however they could. And
people said the opera was boring. 


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