From velvet@znet.com Thu Aug 14 15:42:45 1997 Path: news1.infoave.net!news-dc-10.sprintlink.net!news-dc-2.sprintlink.net!news-east.sprintlink.net!news-dc-26.sprintlink.net!news-peer.sprintlink.net!news-sea-19.sprintlink.net!news-in-west.sprintlink.net!news.sprintlink.net!Sprint!199.60.229.3!newsfeed.direct.ca!newshub1.home.com!news.home.com!news.rdc1.sdca.home.com!not-for-mail From: Story Master <velvet@znet.com> Newsgroups: alt.sex.stories Subject: RP: anon auth - Patrick and The Hypnotist - patrick.txt Date: Thu, 14 Aug 1997 12:42:45 -0700 Organization: http://sd.znet.com/~velvet/ - The Velvet Playground Lines: 330 Message-ID: <33F35FB5.357D@znet.com> NNTP-Posting-Host: cx28316-a.dt1.sdca.home.com Mime-Version: 1.0 Content-Type: multipart/mixed; boundary="------------6B121CFB78E1" X-Mailer: Mozilla 3.0 (OS/2; I) This is a multi-part message in MIME format. --------------6B121CFB78E1 Content-Type: text/plain; charset=us-ascii Content-Transfer-Encoding: 7bit -- /\/\/\/\/\/\/\/\/\/\/\/\/\/\/\/\/\/\/\/\/\/\/\/\/\/\/\ The Velvet Playground -- http://sd.znet.com/~velvet/ Free Stories & Pics from our BBS, Links & Live Video \/\/\/\/\/\/\/\/\/\/\/\/\/\/\/\/\/\/\/\/\/\/\/\/\/\/\/ --------------6B121CFB78E1 Content-Type: text/plain; charset=us-ascii; name="PATRICK.TXT" Content-Transfer-Encoding: 7bit Content-Disposition: inline; filename="PATRICK.TXT" Patrick and the Hypnotist Patrick was always a popular boy growing up. Lots of friends, very outgoing. And once puberty hit, he became very confident about his sexual prowess: he had an ability to seduce women with little effort resulting in maximum reward. Now a 28 year old man, Patrick was half French, half American, at 6'1", 170, short blond hair, intensely deep blue eyes, and an incredibly beautiful face. And Patrick knew the effect his looks had when combined with his charm. He knew how to use that combination to get laid all the time, as well as to make friends with women who could help him in other ways. No, he wasn't a gigolo, but women did regularly pick up checks and buy him expensive presents. And once a woman was "his," he would experience a real rush from the conquer. After a brief stint in the Marines, Patrick had surprisingly developed, however, a problem with authority figures. They always rubbed him the wrong way. Especially women. He resented their bossiness and often enjoyed challenging their authority. While his charms were often enough to cloud the judgement of many a female supervisor at work, most male supervisors found themselves in ongoing arguments with Patrick when their authority was challenged. When he finished his latest performance review at the advertising agency where he worked, Patrick's male supervisor told him that until he completed several counseling sessions with the company psychiatrist, Patrick would be on probation. Reluctantly, Patrick scheduled his first appointment. Patrick arrived at the doctor's office for his 7:00pm appointment the next evening. He was damned if he was going to let this interfere with his workday. After unconsciously flirting with the young female receptionist, Patrick was led into Dr. Stephens' office. The room was very dark, except for what appeared to be long torch-style halogen lamp in the corner of the room by a leather couch. The lamp was giving out the faintest of dim lights. >From behind his chair, its back toward Patrick, Dr. Stephens told the receptionist that would be all for the day, and that she should lock up when she left, which she promptly did. Dr. Stephens then spun around and Patrick felt an immediate change in the room's aura. The doctor had a very eerie intensity about him. In fact, Patrick found it quite compelling. "If you would have a seat on the couch, Patrick, we can begin," Dr. Stephens said. Patrick sat down, somewhat uncomfortably, on the edge of the long couch. "Patrick, I always begin my sessions with relaxation techniques, using hypnosis," Dr. Stephens said. "I find this allows patients to feel more at ease and helps me more quickly root out their problems. Please remove your shoes and lay back on the couch." Following the doctor's request, Patrick removed his shoes and stretched out on the couch. He felt surprisingly comfortable with Dr. Stephens, and let out a long sigh. "That's good, Patrick. Now I want you to focus you attention on the lamp hanging over your head." As Patrick looked up at the light fixture, the doctor began his induction. "I want you to respond to every question with a yes' or no' reply, Patrick. First, you're feeling very comfortable right now, aren't you?" "Yes." "And you're wondering if this hypnosis thing really works, right?" "Yes." Patrick thought it odd that the doctor knew that he was thinking about that. "Remain focused on the lamp, Patrick. Its light is rather soothing, isn't it?" "Yes." "The couch, the lamp, even my voice seem somehow soothing to you, don't they Patrick?" "Yes." It was odd to him, but Patrick felt increasingly relaxed. "Patrick, I imagine it's getting harder and harder to focus on that lamp. But I want you to keep trying, not even blinking if you can help it. Will you try?" "Yes." "That's it, Patrick. Focus only on the lamp and my voice. Now I want you to begin to imagine an image in the lamp. Try and imagine a white dot. Whiter than the light itself. Look hard, Patrick. You think you see something like that, don't you?" "Yes." The deeper he looked into the lamp, the surer Patrick was that he was seeing the white dot. "Patrick, keep looking at the white dot. No matter what you can't look away from it or else you'll lose it. You don't want to lose it, now that you've finally found it. You want to stay focused on it, right?" "Yes." "Patrick, you can see that white dot without any trouble now, can't you? It's there, nice and clear, isn't it?" "Yes." "In fact, Patrick, it's so bright you could see it even if you closed your eyes. Try that Patrick. Close your eyes and see the bright white dot." As Patrick closed his eyes, the doctor turned up the lamp to its brightest intensity. "You still see it shining through, don't you Patrick?" "Yes." The doctor continued the induction for another 15 minutes, taking Patrick deeper and deeper into his subconscious. Patrick was a very suggestible subject, no doubt part of his marine conditioning. The doctor proceeded to spend a half hour working on helping Patrick become more centered, better able to think before he acted, consider the effect of his actions on others. The doctor's hope was that these skills would begin to allow Patrick to get along better with his supervisors. As he had Patrick relaxing, the doctor became a little bored, and as he continued the session with Patrick, he found himself referring to Patrick's file. However, as he read over Patrick's personnel file, medical records, and the rest, the doctor began to become aroused as he read performance reviews from female supervisors expressing almost sexual excitement about Patrick, to male supervisors expressing an almost homoerotic admiration of Patrick. As the doctor focused on Patrick's striking physical attributes as he lay in a sleep-like state on the couch, the doctor realized that Patrick had a definite gift, one that apparently had allowed him to seduce anyone he went after and use that relationship to his advantage. Of course, Patrick didn't fully understand the power he had over people, but the doctor thought that shouldn't prevent Patrick from being able to tap into that power to improve Patrick's ability to get along with all his supervisors--female and male. The doctor began formulating a plan for Patrick's next session. With his help, he would teach Patrick to use his sexual confidence to get along better with his supervisors. If Patrick could be encouraged to tap that power and use it in a non-sexual way to improve his workplace relationships, Patrick should be able to get along better with his male supervisors. Too bad he would only have two sessions with Patrick and never himself get to play with Patrick. The man certainly had the looks of a male model, the doctor thought. The doctor wondered what it would be like to have sex with such a hot stud as Patrick. In his own mind, the doctor fantasied about how he could make it happen. "Patrick, you can still hear my voice, can't you?" "Yes." "You enjoy seducing women, don't you Patrick?" "Yes," Patrick sighed, becoming somewhat aroused at the thought. "You enjoy the power it gives you, the feeling of superiority. Every person you seduce wants to service you, fulfil your sexual needs. In fact, they almost become like slaves to you, don't they? You are like their master, and you enjoy it, don't you?" "Yes." Patrick began feeling intensely powerful as he dwelled on this. "In fact, you know that you could seduce anyone you wanted and make them your slave, don't you? Man or woman, anyone you wanted would obey you, wouldn't they?" "Yes." "You want to use your sexual prowess and turn people into your slaves, don't you? You'd have the hottest sex with them, wouldn't you?" "Yes." Just then, the alarm on the doctor's watch sounded, reminding the doctor that he had to make a phone call to a colleague overseas about a prospective employee the advertising firm wanted evaluated. The doctor stopped daydreaming. "Patrick, continue to relax," he said, as he stepped into the front office to make his quick call with plans to return within a minute or two to Patrick. Meanwhile, while he was out of the room, Patrick's mind continued dwelling on the doctor's last words. However, unknown to the doctor, he hadn't just thought about his fantasy with Patrick and kept it to himself, he had said it all out loud. While the doctor was out of the room, Patrick continued to relax. And think about the doctor's words. Patrick knew he could seduce women easily, and the doctor was right, he enjoyed those times he acted out master-slave scenes with his lovers. The power trip was intense. In fact, he thought all the lovers he's seduced secretly wanted to be his total slave. He began to think more and more about the power of controlling others through his sexual prowess. The doctor returned to the room almost 20 minutes later, during which time Patrick's mind continued to dwell on power, his sexual magnetism, and control. Unfortunately, the doctor didn't quite recall how far he'd progressed with leaving suggestions in Patrick's subconscious. In fact, the doctor didn't remember he had left Patrick thinking about sexual power, and instead thought that was just his own mind wandering, that he never explored it with Patrick. "Patrick, our time is up today. We'll continue again next week, but in the meantime, I want you to remember what we talked about. You remember what we discussed, don't you?" "Yes." "You will remember how to reflect, control your actions. You want to explore those feelings further, don't you?" "Yes." As he slowly brought Patrick out of the trance, the doctor continued. "You want to tap into your inner strength, don't you?" "Yes." "When next we meet, we'll do just that, Patrick." And with that, he woke Patrick fully. Patrick seemed strangely dazed to Dr. Stephens, though. As Dr. Stephens looked at Patrick sitting up on the couch, he tried to ascertain why Patrick wasn't as fully focused and awake as other patients after a session. In Patrick's mind, however, one urge was growing in intensity with each moment. He knew he was attractive to others, that people wanted him--wanted to serve him like slaves. Anyone he seduced would obey him. And he liked the power it gave him. He needed to feel that power. He looked around the room and saw the doctor. And he knew he could seduce the doctor. "Dr. Stephens, I really enjoyed that session," Patrick said in a soft voice. "It was an incredible sensation, being relaxed like that." Patrick was staring deeply into the doctor's eyes now. "And strangely erotic." Hearing Patrick talk about a sexual urge like that, and feeling his deep blue eyes staring into his own eyes, the doctor felt strangely aroused himself. And he also felt a little uncomfortable as he feared that he might get a hardon in front of Patrick. Patrick recognized the signs and knew he had made initial contact with the doctor. "You look a little tense, though, doctor," Patrick said. "Why don't I give you a quick neck massage? It's the least I can do after you made me feel so good after our session." And with that, before the doctor could refuse, Patrick began his massage. Patrick's touch was an incredibly sexual one, and as he worked on the doctor, the doctor found himself becoming increasingly aroused by Patrick, turned on by him, falling for him. Patrick proceeded to increase the intensity of his seduction, and soon had the doctor in a passionate embrace. As their tongues darted back and forth, the doctor experienced a sensation as intense as any orgasm. Patrick knew the time was ripe for action and he broke off the kiss. "I want you, doctor," Patrick said forcefully. "You want it, too, don't you?" The doctor seemed dazed as he replied, hesitantly, "yes." "Show me how bad you want it, doctor," Patrick demanded. The doctor appeared flustered that Patrick wasn't continuing the seduction. "Please," the doctor responded. Patrick felt an incredible rush of power as he looked down at the doctor, laying on the floor at Patrick's feet. "I'll....do.....anything," the doctor spurted out, not realizing he was no longer in control of the session. Patrick reached down to stoke his own dick through his pants as he began to think about the future ahead of him and his new helper. He turned to the doctor and feeling more in control and powerful than ever, said: "Call me Master'." --------------6B121CFB78E1--