 On gay muscle Thursday the love 18th we set gaylove out to find the location listed in the course pamphlet we'd received with our confirmation. Not surprisingly considering the expected content, we quickly discovered that the class was not gay being held on campus; instead, the pamphlet directed us to a martial arts studio a muscle few blocks gay muscle away.
 We followed Carol into the studio. Her thin workout clothes gay displayed a gay beautifully proportioned figure. Meg nudged me gaylove a gay little to make sure I wasn't paying too much attention to gay those proportions gaylove.
 While Meg and gay I were getting situated, Carol stood apart from the group and made a few notes in a personal organizer. Nodding to herself, she closed the book and tucked it into a slim gay portfolio case. "Everyone's here now," she announced, "We can get started."
 A quick glance around the room showed gay everyone nodding, their online eyes gay focused directly on gay Carol. My cock stirred a little as a small part of my mind connected Carol gay with sexual pleasure.
 Carol's eyes swept gay muscle sternly over us gaylove all, making contact and gaylove asking an unspoken question. Each of us nodded while meeting gay her gaylove gaze. "I am very serious about love this," she added. "Just because your partner agrees gay to muscle go into trance for gay muscle you gay, that does muscle not give you license to try and love 'improve gaylove' his or online her personality. If you gaylove do try, the most likely result is that it won't gay work and love the violation of trust will seriously damage your gaylove relationship."
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 "You mean you gay've never had someone you couldn't put under?" Ellen's tone was openly skeptical now, but Carol seemed gay unconcerned.
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 Carol gay's voice gay muscle grew muscle smoother, softer, more seductive as she began to talk us into trance. "Everyone take gay a gay nice, deep breath now gay. Hold it ... hold it ... and now exhale muscle, completely gaylove, slowly gaylove, and let yourself sink into the mats. Very good, everyone. Now gaylove breathe in again, deeply and gay slowly. Hold it. And gay exhale, slowly, completely, feeling yourself sinking a little further into the gay mats." She had us gay muscle do this several times, each time exhorting us gay to relax and let the mats support us.
 "Notice that you can still online hear the music playing in the gay background muscle. It's a special rhythm designed to help you relax. If you like, let the music enter gay your gay muscle mind and soothe you, relaxing you by degrees as you float along on the gay waves of sound. You can muscle concentrate on that gay if you muscle like, listening closely to the music, and to my voice. Listen, relax, and enjoy."
 The music was enticing muscle, I decided, and vaguely noticed myself letting out another deep breath as I focused my attention on the strange gay, comforting sounds flowing out of the love boom love box. Carol's voice faded a little, but I could gay still hear her clearly.
 "As we online go along, I want you to be aware of your breathing and each breath you take. Each time gay muscle that you exhale, let your neck relax, let your shoulders drop, let your hips and thighs go loose. It will feel wonderfully gay good."
 I had a pretty decent buzz going already, thanks to the music and gay the soothing muscle tones of Carol's voice. My body was heavy and limp gay, but I could feel the wrestling mat underneath me love supporting me, making it possible to let every muscle gay go. My gay mind gay wandered for a gay muscle second, then I realized Carol was speaking again.
 She was right, I gay muscle felt as if I'd had a long afternoon nap. I looked gaylove over at Meg and took her hand; her face radiated a kind of serenity that echoed my own feelings. A slow, easy gay look around the dojo told me that the other couples gay were gay experiencing the same gaylove thing. Well, all of them gaylove who were left - the skeptical Ellen gay and her companion were gone, their gay mats gay returned gay muscle to gaylove the pile at the back of the dojo. "What gay happened to them?" I asked, pointing toward gay the online empty gay spot.
 "Before we gay end the session for tonight gay," Carol continued, "I gay want to demonstrate for you one more principle of hypnosis: it gets much gaylove easier with practice. Everyone close your eyes and think back to when you gay were hypnotized earlier. If you are visual, remember the images you saw and how you felt as you looked at gay them gaylove; if you are auditory, try to recall the sounds gaylove from the boom box and let them take you back into deep relaxation; if you muscle are kinesthetic, remember gay the sensations of your gay body relaxing gay, melting into the mats, growing heavy and loose online. Relax your feet everyone, your gay feet gay and now your calves ... let the relaxation spread up your love legs ... to your online hips ... " Her voice dropping back to the low, sensual tones of a while gay before gay, Carol guided us all through another progressive relaxation. I was gone gay before online she got all the way through, the memory of that sound love replaying gaylove through my head.
 We thanked Carol and said goodnight, our minds mostly gay occupied gay with our own special techniques, which we gaylove intended to put into practice gay as soon gay as gay muscle we got home.
 "Great idea." Meg's right hand dove through gay the waistband of her shorts. From my vantage point love I could just make out the shape of her hand as she curled her fingers to gaylove reach into her seam. Her gay breathing quickened and deepened, and gaylove I gay felt gaylove my own body gay reacting gay to the low, growling moans that escaped her lips. After a online very long few gay minutes gaylove, she groaned gay muscle loudly. "Shit - I gay can't come." she shouted, her online eyes muscle still shut gay and her fingers still working. "All gay this diddling gay is gaylove only gaylove making it worse."
 Meg gay opened her eyes gay and checked our gay position: about 3 gay blocks from the house. "Hallelujah." she cried. "I knew you had it in you ... now hurry up so gay you can get it into me."
 A gaylove small gay corner of my mind started laughing gay. Meg is never gay muscle shy about letting gay me know when she's horny, but I love'd never seen her this gay incensed before. The fact gaylove that I was in equally bad shape gay myself made it all the more funny.
 I sat down in the gaylove high-backed online chair, stretched out my legs gay, and put gay my online feet up on the seat gay of my regular chair. My hands I let fall into gay my lap. It was almost as comfortable as lying gay down love on the gay mats in the gay dojo. I let my eyes close as I took online a deep gay muscle breath in and let it gay out, slowly and easily, as gay we muscle had done the night before. In gaylove my mind's gay ear I imagined hearing that strange musical sound again love, flowing through my mind, relaxing me, taking me deeper and deeper. A warm gay, pleasant feeling gaylove crept through gay me, and I encouraged it, letting myself grow sleepier and gay sleepier, relaxing gaylove, drifting ...
 "Something gay like gaylove that," I waffled, trying to get gay muscle myself gay oriented gay again.
 "Another of Carol's demonstrations gay?" I speculated.
 "Did the clock go off?"
 Meg's car was in the garage as usual when I got home, but gay the house seemed quiet love. I was still in a gaylove pretty foul muscle mood, so rather than go looking for Meg right away I slipped upstairs to the bedroom. Changing out of gay my office clothes does wonders for my attitude on a bad day.
 I gay fingered gay the gay edge of her robe, pulling it back ever so slightly, peeking at the love line of muscle smooth skin leading between her gay breasts gay, to the navel, and down to her thatch. For about gay three muscle seconds I thought gay muscle about waking her up; then I gay had a better idea.
 My cock was gay screaming for attention, but I gay willed myself to let gay go and get back to the original plan. I put my mouth over the nearest nipple and sucked, running my tongue over gay the extended tip, while gaylove at the same time I gay began probing her gaylove slit gay with my fingers. Meg moaned deeply gay, and soon I could feel moisture coating my fingertips as they stroked her gay center.
 "Yes, I did. Going into trance is a skill which must gaylove be practiced. That online's especially true in this context, where you are all just beginning gay to learn and gaylove don't muscle have a professional to guide you at home. To help gay you, I suggested that gaylove you would find gaylove it easy to reenter the hypnotic state on your own at will, and that each time you try you will go deeper than the time before. I reinforced those concepts gay several times."
 "Rapid muscle induction," Jim gay said by gay way of explanation. "One of gay the gaylove suggestions I always reinforce with Carol is that she will drop into trance whenever I utter muscle a particular phrase. As gay you can gay see, it's gaylove a very gay muscle fast way gay to take your partner into trance. It gay's also kind of fun in its own online right muscle," he gay added gay, winking at us.
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 "Until I tell her to wake gay muscle up ... or gaylove until gay my arms give out and I drop her on the floor." We laughed nervously gaylove at his joke. Carol gay muscle was a good four gay inches taller than Jim, and strongly built love; I wondered how long he could hold gay her up.
 Turning quickly to gay the relevant page, Meg and I gaylove skimmed the text. It certainly muscle looked interesting gaylove. Meg was up for it, so I began studying the script while we waited gay for online further instructions. It was short gay and pretty simple; I had it just about down by the time love Carol began addressing the group gaylove again.
 "Look at her eyes. See how they're moving under her lids? That's called REM, for rapid eye movement. It means her subconscious is active. Also, notice how still she is. Watch her gay breathing, see gaylove how slow and easy gaylove it is. She's going to muscle be nice and deep by the time you're done with the patter. It's going to take gaylove a little longer for some of the others, though, so gay when you're finished with gay the script go into a gay deepener. The staircase one is simple and works well gaylove."
 "You find that sensation of total relaxation, as if you are lying gaylove on your own bed after gay a hot shower, sinking gently into gay the mattress gay, letting it gay envelop you, feeling totally calm, totally safe. With each breath gay you take gay, with each word I speak, allowing that gay feeling gaylove of great gaylove calmness, comfort love, and safety to increase. Feeling that warm, relaxing flow of air continuing to move through your whole body, from your hands, through your arms, down through your body and gay out gay through your feet gaylove."
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 Jim nodded approvingly gaylove from his muscle position at muscle Meg's feet, then went on gay to gay muscle another couple. I sat back and watched Meg gay some more, waiting for the next step. The realization of what I had done - actually induced muscle a deep hypnotic trance, on purpose - started to sink in. Despite all the hypnofetish stories gay muscle I'd read, I wasn't really prepared for muscle the power rush that came from gay realizing gay I could actually do this. The possibilities were staggering ... not to mention arousing.
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 "Start giving her a little gay more time online between triggers," Carol muscle told me. "And keep reinforcing the suggestions and the deepening. You'll notice that it starts taking her longer to wake up as she gaylove goes deeper. Just lengthen the awake time by a few seconds gay each cycle and you'll have her well conditioned."
 "Not much," she answered after some thought. "I gay remember the gaylove hand breathing bit, although I sort of drifted gay off once or twice during that gay. At gay some point gay you shifted into something gay about a love staircase. I gaylove half remember other love voices, but they were distant - I gay didn't gay try to make out the words. And then you gaylove started doing the yo-yo thing on me, waking me gay up and sending me back down again gaylove right away. After a bit of that gay I got completely lost. All I knew was gay that gaylove you kept putting me under gay, and it felt good and I didn't want to keep waking up gaylove." She took a quick gay look left and love right, then lowered her voice and added, "And gaylove the more I think muscle about it, the more my juices get flowing, if you get my drift."
 She paused gay a few moments to gay muscle regain her composure, then gaylove continued the talk. "Another, closely related technique is to invoke gay what we like to call body memory. Just as your mind can recall facts, sounds, and events, your subconscious can also recall physical sensations gay."
 "Surprise me," she said, lying gay down on the gay mat.
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 "Yes, Patrick."
 "A strip tease, then."
 "No," I laughed. "But thanks for all the good ideas." That got me a raspberry and a light smack across the leg. The guessing game might love have continued, but just then gaylove we both heard a loud 'Whoo gay!' from nearby:
 "That looks gay like fun," Meg remarked, but I didn't gay bite.
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 "I love see you've found something gay to do," she observed gay, winking.
 Meg hugged me tightly gaylove. "We can still do it again at home, right?" she gay whispered hotly into my gay ear.
 She answered on the first ring. "Hi, honey."
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 "Goodnight Gracie gaylove." I listened for some kind of response gaylove, but there was none - the trigger must have worked, I muscle reasoned, or Meg would have come back with some gay muscle kind of remark gay. "That's it, darling, relax for me. Slide way, way down into gay muscle your deepest, sweetest hypnotic trance for me." Without gay being able to see her I had no way to gauge her gay depth, so I repeated gay variations on that deepening theme gay for a minute or so to be safe gay. Then I gaylove put gaylove my 'evil thoughts' into action.
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 "I was thinking gay about sneaking out of here and taking you out for an gaylove early dinner."
 "I tried that already." I suspected as much muscle - Marty's a pretty decent guy and hates like hell to ask anyone to jump through a hoop. "They say it's gaylove only a few questions, but they've got gay trades waiting on the answers."
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 "Ah, he likes that," she gay remarked between kisses. "Let's see how he likes this." Her gay tongue reached out and gay muscle slowly, sensuously traveled up and down the underside of my shaft. My legs got weak gaylove; I grabbed gay onto the bookcase for support. Meg chuckled again as her free hand traveled up gay and around gay my thigh, then spread gay out over most of my buttock and squeezed. My body told me I was gay muscle about 20 seconds online away from gay one gay muscle hell of an orgasm, less if I didn't gaylove get that tongue off my shaft gaylove.
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 My face must have given me gay away. "That didn't gay come out right," she said gay quickly, dropping her pizza and fixing her eyes love on mine muscle. "The things we've done so far have been ... intense. It excites me knowing that with two simple words you can put me under a spell and make my body do gay these incredible things. I love online giving up control muscle to you."
 Meg thought a little more before continuing. "But, so far it gay's been one-sided. I want to know what it's like to put you gay under my spell and watch your body obey my commands."
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 "Be gentle with me," I pleaded jokingly.
 On gaylove the way over, I wondered to myself what gaylove suggestions Meg might use once she had love me under hypnosis gay. I floated an gay innocent query gay muscle, but she wasn't online talking. "You'll find out gay in due time," she love teased.
 "Very gay good," Carol remarked. "When was the last gay time you used that trigger with her?"
 I gaylove grinned and woke Meg while Pam asked a follow-up question. "So if you don't use it, it gay wears off after a gay while?"
 With no more questions forthcoming, Carol love instructed gay the women to begin their inductions. Meg leafed through gaylove the booklet of inductions with a gleam in her eye while I settled myself down with extra mats under gay muscle my head love and feet.
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 "Not really. Lights out, darling gaylove..."
 Carol saw that I was awake and came over. "Are we going to see a demonstration?" she asked Meg.
 Meg got us on the road quickly. "Have I stewed long enough yet?" I asked, wondering what she had in online store for me.
 The trip was taking forever. The sensation in my genitals kept getting stronger, taking me further and further into gay a sexual frenzy, and gay I was starting to lose the ability to think gay clearly gay. "Come gay muscle on, Meg," I gay pleaded, "You've gotta stop this. I gay'm gonna cum in my pants any second."
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