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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 two separate manufactured images at www.Privatepages.com. It's also a direct sequel to my previous story. All comments and suggestions/scenarios are welcome. Enjoy. From the moment Rob entered the office, people could see the change in him. He seemed happier, an extra bounce in his step. He warmly greeted everyone he could, smiling and joking. It was a welcome sight from the dour man who had spent too long caught up in divorce proceedings. The vacation had done a lot of good to him. How much good, they'd never know. "Hey, Rob!" Rob's boss, called to him from his office. Rob entered, shutting the door behind him. "What's up?" he asked. "I didn't expect you back so soon. You still had a few days left on your vacation time." "Ah, I pretty much exhausted myself on fun down there." That was one way of putting it. In the week since the mysterious old man had given him the disk, Rob had been using it on various women. It had worked to perfection and now it was time to test it on some favorites of his. "Say, today's that suit shoot, right?" he asked, trying to sound casual. "Oh, yeah, no wonder you're back now," his boss said. "That was your baby. Good job." "Thanks. Can I stop by?" "Sure, have a treat. Say hi to the crew for me." Rob nodded and left the office, his mind whirling with the possibilities. As soon as he entered the photo studio, Rob knew exactly who he was going to pick. Although there were several beautiful women there, one caught his eye instantly. Tyra Banks wore a black blouse with a black mini-skirt as part of the shoot. It blended well with her brown skin, her long black hair falling to her shoulders. Rob leaned against a wall and watched as she posed for a few pictures for the photographers. Finally, she was done and she walked off to the side. Rob kept an eye close on her, waiting for his opportunity. He got it when she walked out of the studio, heading towards the restrooms. Rob followed her and waited outside the ladies' room. He reached into his coat pocket and pulled out the talisman. He took a deep breath, steadying himself and hoped his erection wasn't too visible. Tyra walked out of the room, giving Rob a minor glance. "Tyra?" he said. Tyra looked back at him. She seemed slightly taken aback that he would call her by her first name. "Yes?" "Hi, I'm Rob. I designed the campaign. It's nice to meet you." "Sure," Tyra said, half-heartedly shaking Rob's hand. "What can I do for you?" "Oh, just look at this," Rob said, holding the disk up by its chain. Tyra's eyes reflexively glanced at it, as Rob knew she would. The disk began to glow, the colors shifting while the spiral began to spin lightly in place. Tyra's eyes widened slightly as she took in the disk's glow. Her eyes seemed to glaze over as the disk's spell took hold of her mind. "Tyra, how do you feel?" Rob asked. "Wonderful, Master," she said in a soft voice. "Tyra, what are you willing to do?" "Anything you ask of me, Master. Your will is my will." "Good, good." Rob wanted to take her right then and there, but he knew she was going to be expected back soon. He moved forward and felt her breasts underneath her blouse. She sighed gently as he squeezed them, massaging them with his hands. He let go and stepped back. "Tyra, where are you staying tonight?" Tyra told him the hotel and room number, which he instantly memorized. "Tyra, when I snap my fingers you'll wake up. You won't remember what happened here but you will wish to be alone tonight. You will not go out and you will not expect company. You will wear exactly what you are wearing now. When you see this disk again, you will instantly fall back under my spell." Rob snapped his fingers and Tyra blinked, clarity returning to her features. She walked past Rob, not even glancing over her shoulder at him. Rob smiled and hurried to the men's room before he ruined his shorts. Rob walked down the hallways of the hotel, humming. It had been agony waiting for the day to end, but he was finally ready. He walked up to Tyra's room, straightened his tie and knocked. Tyra opened the door, confused as to who was calling. Rob held up his disk and she instantly fell back into her trance. "Let me in, Tyra," Rob commanded and she stepped aside to let him enter. Rob held up the disk, holding it so Tyra could see it glow as brightly as possible. "You're feeling very sexy now, Tyra. You're feeling very aroused. You want sex, very badly. You want sex right now. You want sex with me. Now, undress." Tyra unzipped the front of her top and took it off. She slipped off her skirt and sat on the end of the bed, wearing purple bra and panties. "Take off your underwear, Tyra," Rob said as he disrobed. Tyra unsnapped the back of her bra and let it drop, freeing her large breasts. She slid the panties off and sat nude, waiting. Now undressed, Rob stared at the glamorous model, her long dark hair just touching her gorgeous breasts. Rob leaned forward and kissed her. They made a few hesitant moves before pushing their lips together, their tongues twisting around. Rob leaned her down on the bed and lay on her. He broke off and began laying his mouth along her breasts. He kissed the pert nipples and licked his tongue along the curves of the large mounds. Rob had been holding himself in all day and had to let go. He pushed his cock into her pussy and slowly began rubbing it in and out. He buried his head in her cleavage as he did, inhaling her scent. She pushed against him, her breasts crunching around his head, her pussy riding more into his cock. He came almost immediately, a slight disappointment until he realized that Tyra wouldn't mind if he went for more. He pulled his cock out of her trembling body and placed it on her chest. He began to drag it up and down the sensitive area in between her breasts, semen trailing in its wake. She moaned slightly as he pushed her breasts together, around his cock. He increased the motion, letting the tip of his rod skim along her dark skin. He tickled the nipples as he pushed her tits closer. He finally came, shooting cum onto her chest, the white liquid coloring her dark skin. It was another passionate lip-lock after that, broken when Rob decided his cock needed cleaning. He dangled it before Tyra's face. Before he could utter a command, she took it in her hands and rubbed it, her fingers massaging the pulsing member. He could feel himself build again under her touch, her fingers pinching at his balls. "Take it in your mouth," Rob ordered. "Suck it." Tyra obediently wrapped her lips around the hard rod and took several long, slow suckles at it. Her tongue circled around as she moved her lips up and down his member. He felt himself let go before he expected it, his cum spilling down her throat. After she had licked away all traces of his cum, he took out his rod and kissed her again. They soon fell asleep in a tangle of limbs. Rob's final thought before drifting off was to wonder if the company's plans to hire former Playboy models would work out.