"Can I ask you something?"

Something in Gail's tone made Beth turn around. Gail looked nervous, almost embarrassed, her face flushed.

"Sure. What's on your mind?"

"Well... I notice that when Sherry's around... there's this... I don't know... when you two are together, there's this... spark. This electric feeling, like anything can happen. And I just wondered if you... um... had ever been... you know..." Her voice trailed off, and she lowered her eyes, face flaring. Stunned, Beth could only stare for a moment before finding her tongue. She opened her mouth, but the words that came out did so on their own.

"Is it that obvious?"

Realizing what she'd said, she proceeded to blush as fiercely as Gail. The two of them stood there for a moment, neither knowing what to say next. Finally Gail spoke, very softly.

"Yeah. It is."

"Oh. Um... I'm... sorry? Does it... does it bother you?"

To her surprise, Gail shook her head.

"No. I just wondered. You're so comfortable around each other, and I've never... well, I've never had that with anyone, really. Not like you two seem to."

Beth's physical relationship with Sherry had encompassed a total of four nights and five days - but the memories of those times could make her pussy wet, her clit hard, and her knees weak.

Since then, they had remained close friends, as they had been before the situation which had brought them so much closer. And, as all defenses had been lowered, and all inhibitions removed, the resulting relationship was actually stronger.

Every now and then they would look at each other, and it was obvious to both that the memories were at work. But neither thought the intensity could be recaptured, so they would simply trade knowing smiles.

Why was Gail interested?

"Um... yeah... I guess we are. We were... um... pretty close... at one time. It actually got kinda... uh... crazy. I mean... um... why do you ask?" The best defense is a good offense, of course.

Gail smiled wistfully. "I never had crazy. I'm sorry, I just... I don't know. I'm sorry. I won't bring it up again. See you tomorrow."

Gail turned away and left the room.

For a long time, Beth stood there, watching the empty place where Gail had been. She heard the front door open and close. Gail was gone.

"Gail was asking about you the other night. About us. Said there seems to be a spark between us. Electricity. Wondered if we had ever been... you know..." she said with a smile as she did finger-quotes.

"Gail asked? Wow. And what did you say?" Sherry inquired with a grin.

"I said we had gotten a little crazy. She looked kinda sad and left, said she'd never had crazy."

"Hell, how many people have had our kind of crazy?"

"I don't know, I never really thought about it."

"Are we that obvious?"

"Exact question I asked her - and she said yes."

"Damn. Maybe I should just get a tag for my car that says IAMBI or something," Sherry said, laughing.

"Oh, come on, don't give me that bi crap. When was the last time you felt a cock?"

"Real or plastic?"

Beth laughed. "Yeah, see? Question answered. Put Gail next to a guy and you'd take Gail any day."

For an instant, the smile froze on Sherry's face, her eyes focusing on something seen only in her mind. Beth, who was looking the other way, missed it.

"You're probably right," said Sherry after a few seconds. "It's been a long time, hasn't it?"

"What has? Oh, yeah. Wow, yeah, it has."

"That was... really something. Damn, that was hot."

Beth grinned and shuddered as the memories came to her. "It was a fucking furnace," she said, feeling her face flushing.

Sherry watched her friend thoughtfully. Beth finally noticed, and flushed even deeper. "What are you looking at?"

"Nothing really. Just daydreaming. You know, I wonder..."

"Gail? Hi, this is Sherry. Listen, could I stop over for a couple minutes? I need your advice on something."

Gail's eyes widened. Sherry wanted her advice? What could she possibly know more about than Sherry? The silence lasted for several seconds.

"Um... sure. Yeah, I'm not, um, not doing anything tonight. Stop by whenever you want. I'll be here."

"Great! I think you're the only one that can help me with this. I'll see you in fifteen minutes or so. Thanks again." The line went dead, and Gail stood there, staring at the phone.

"Gail. Perfect. Just the woman I need. Thank you so much for letting me come over."

"It's not a problem, really," Gail said, blushing already. "I was just watching TV."

"Well, I'm glad you weren't busy." They went into the living room, and Gail gestured to the couch.

"Have a seat."

Sherry shook her head, looking around the room. "No, thanks, I'd rather stand. I'm sort of anxious. Can you tell?"

Gail almost laughed. Sherry was anxious? How did she think she felt? Moreover, since Sherry remained standing, Gail couldn't sit down without seeming impolite.

"Anyway. I appreciate this, Gail, I really do. Okay, here's the deal."

She stepped closer to Gail, took a deep breath, closed her eyes, and tilted her head toward the floor for a moment. Gail figured she was trying to get up the courage to say whatever it was she was going to say.

Sherry sighed again, looked up, and put her hands on Gail's shoulders as she opened her eyes. Gail started, but did not move away. Now she was concerned. What could Sherry possibly want to talk about?

"Have you ever had a day where things just seem to overwhelm you?" Sherry asked, her voice low, her words coming quickly. "A day when things go way too fast and all you want to do is slow down, take a break, and relax?"

Gail nodded. Everyone had those days.

Sherry inhaled deeply, exhaling slowly. Without thinking, Gail did the same.

"It's so crazy when things go too fast, it just seems like you have no control at all. Things just happen to you and you can't stop them and all you want to do is relax, and slow down, and let go."

What was this all about? Puzzled, Gail looked at her friend, noticing the flushed cheeks, and the brown eyes staring imploringly at her.

"Finally you find something you can focus on, and even though you still have no control, you focus on it, hoping it will help slow things down and let you relax, let you let go. Having something to focus on helps things slow down so you can relax even more. But right now things are happening too quickly, just as they do sometimes, and maybe in a moment, or maybe in a few moments, you will feel yourself relaxing. And the faster things seem to go, the easier it is to focus, and that helps things seem to slow down more quickly."

Gail was baffled now, staring blankly at Sherry, mouth open, trying to make sense of any of what she was hearing. Gail's eyes, Sherry noticed, were already focused quite firmly on her own.

"So as you take a deep breath and focus even more intently, it seems things are still moving too quickly, so you focus on my voice as well as my eyes and believe that focusing on two things will relax you twice as deeply and let things seem to slow down even more. And you will find, as you focus on my eyes, and the sound of my voice, that things slow down very quickly, and the faster they slow down, the more relaxed you become. Since being so deeply relaxed makes it even easier to focus, things slow down even more quickly as you focus completely on my eyes and my voice."

It was obvious Gail was lost. Her head was tipped slightly sideways, and the puzzled expression had faded to a blank stare. Very gently, Sherry started guiding Gail's body back and forth, ever so slightly. Gail's head rocked back and forth like a flower in a soft breeze.

"So completely focused now, relaxing so deeply, so very deeply, deeper and deeper with every word I say. Things are slowing down even more quickly now, your breathing, your heartbeat, even your thoughts, all slowing so quickly, so very quickly. It all happens so quickly, so very quickly. Your body is relaxed, your mind is focused on the sound of my voice, and you find it so easy to let go now. My voice washes over you like waves, and you feel yourself moving back and forth, back and forth, guided by the waves of my voice. And as you feel your mind letting go completely, slowing all the way down, your thoughts coming to a gentle stop, I will now ask for your advice."

She paused and took a deep breath.

"If someone were to hypnotize you, should they put you into a trance quickly or slowly?"

Eyes glazed, Gail stared deep into the brown eyes of her friend. Too far gone to comprehend the implications of the question, her answer came from the depths of her subconscious. Perhaps she had never really thought of being hypnotized. That didn't matter now. The answer was given.

"Quickly," she mumbled, her lips barely moving.

Sherry stepped closer, her hands sliding up, fingers caressing Gail's temples now. Staring point-blank into Gail's glassy, barely-focused eyes, she said, "Good. Thank you. Let's try right now. I will say the word sleep as I stare deep, deep, into your eyes. Many hypnotists use that method to induce a very deep trance state in their subjects. A hypnotist stares into a person's eyes and says sleep, and the person's thoughts quickly slow down, quickly slowing down, instantly slowing down to a gentle and complete stop. When I say the word sleep, you will slowly close your eyes and quickly fall into a very deep hypnotic trance. You will then respond very quickly to my suggestions as your mind slowly drifts along on the sound of my voice."

No reply. No response. Simply that mindless stare. Sherry could not help but smile.

"Sleep," she whispered, brushing her thumbs lightly over Gail's eyebrows.

Gail's eyes slid shut. Slowly.

Just as slowly, Sherry moved her hands away. Gail stood very still, eyes closed, mouth open.

"Hi."

Gail blinked and looked around. She was standing in her living room, with Sherry standing right in front of her. She felt... different somehow. Relaxed. A little puzzled. Her mouth seemed dry. "Um. Hi. Did I... um, did I miss something?" How long had they been standing there? What were they talking about?

"No. Trust me, you didn't miss a thing. You soaked it all in."

"Huh?"

"Quickly or slowly?"

"Quick... what are you talking about?"

"Quickly it is."

She reached for Gail, who leaned back but did not move. Placing her hands on Gail's cheeks, she moved very close to the startled woman. "Focus," Sherry said. It came out like a command, and Gail's eyes instantly locked onto hers. Sherry smiled.

"Relax," she whispered. Gail inhaled deeply, and exhaled. Even as she did so, her eyes glazed, and Sherry found herself squirming.

"Sleep," she said, her voice unsteady.

Gail's eyelids flickered once and closed.

"Hi"

"Um... hi. Look, what's going on? You said something about things being crazy, and going too fast, and then... then... well, I don't know."

"That's all right. Amnesia is a sign of trance."

Gail stared. "Sign... of WHAT?"

"Trance."

Gail shook her head. "I don't... What's going on?"

"I'm simply helping you do slow down. Slow down. Slowing down. Here, I'll show you."

The pendant came out of her top, and she took it off. Holding it in front of Gail, she began to swing it gently. Gail's eyes followed it warily.

"Wait... isn't this how they hypnotize people?"

"Very good. You catch on quickly. And now notice how things slow down as you watch... my necklace... slowly... swinging... back... and forth..."

"Slow is good. Slow is nice. This way you can feel it... savor it... enjoy it... as you slow down... as you relax... as your mind lets go..." The pendant moved, and Gail's eyes moved with it.

"You remember now, don't you? The relaxation? The trances you've enjoyed? You know how easy it is to be hypnotized quickly, and it's just as easy to be hypnotized slowly. You can either let go as you watch the pendant, or sink into hypnosis as my voice erases your thoughts. Either way is equally as effective. What will let go first, your mind or your body? Or they could let go at the same time, and send you quickly into trance as I slowly hypnotize you."

No reply. No response. Gail watched the pendant, eyes wide.

"It can happen so slowly. So... very... slowly... one moment... you are simply staring at my pendant... fixated by the sound of my voice... and without realizing it, you begin to drift... down... deeper and deeper... into trance. It happens so gradually, and so easily, that your mind isn't even aware that it has long since ceased to function. You simply find yourself in a trance, with no control of your mind or your body. Your awareness narrows until the only thing in your world is the sound of my voice. Even the pendant fades as your mind surrenders to my influence."

She stopped swinging the pendant, and it gradually came to rest, dangling before Gail's unwavering eyes.

"It feels so good to slowly drift into a trance, to slowly surrender control. It feels so good to simply allow the sound of my voice to be your world, to guide you, to teach you, and to control you. And then... so quickly that you don't even know it... your mind enters a trance state."

Watching for any reaction, Sherry closed her free hand around the pendant, and moved both hands away from her enthralled friend. Gail remained frozen, staring raptly at the empty place where the pendant had been just a few seconds before.

"Hi."

"Um... hi. What is... Wait... You're... Did you... hypnotize...me?"

"Would that bother you?"

Gail blushed. "Well... no... I don't even know if it SHOULD bother me. Should I be nervous?"

"Are you?"

"Well... no... not really. I am kinda... I don't know... embarrassed? I mean... you're doing this... and I don't think I'm... resisting... or anything... am I?" She looked at Sherry oddly, as if she was afraid Sherry would say yes.

"Why would you want to resist?"

"I don't know. But it just makes me... I don't know... I just think I should have... Does it mean I'm weak, that I don't stop you? I mean, if you are, um... hypnotizing me?"

"No. It means you love to learn new things."

"It does?"

"Yep. And you're learning very well."

Despite the fact that Gail had no idea at all about what she was learning, the fact that Sherry thought she was doing well pleased her. She smiled, albeit somewhat tentatively. "Really? I am?"

"Yep. Watch." She held two fingers in front of Gail's face. As she moved them down, Gail's eyes automatically followed.

"Focus. Relax. Sleep."

Gail's eyelids kept moving down, closing tightly as she slipped into trance.

"How do you feel?"

Gail blinked dreamily, turning toward Sherry's voice. Seeing Sherry watching her, Gail smiled and stretched.

"Great. I still don't know why you're doing this, but it feels damn good."

"Well, maybe that's why I'm doing it. Maybe it's that simple."

That hadn't occurred to Gail. Her head tipped to one side, and she looked at Sherry quizzically. "Is it? I mean, is that why you're doing it?"

Sherry grinned. "Maybe."

Gail tried a glare, but chuckled instead. "Okay, whatever. I think you said I was learning. What am I learning?"

Sherry did not respond right away. She stood up, stretching her arms above her head, breathing deeply, lowering her arms as she took a few steps toward where Gail sat. Reaching down, she gently pulled Gail to her feet. The two women stood face to face, inches apart, both hands clasping each other's. Sherry stared straight into Gail's eyes.

"You're learning to let go," she whispered.

"Let go... of what?" Gail whispered back.

"Cares. Worries. Tensions. Inhibitions. The more completely you let go of these things, the better you can feel. Can you imagine how good you could feel if you let go of everything?"

"Yes," Gail said after a moment, her face flaring. Her eyes never wavered.

"Can you imagine how good it would feel to have no inhibitions at all? To let them simply dissolve, to vanish without a trace? To be able to experience pleasure without guilt, without embarrassment, without any inhibitions whatsoever? To be totally free to allow yourself to surrender to the pleasure, to be guided by it, to be bathed in it, to be utterly lost in pleasure? Can you imagine, Gail?"

Gail heard the words, heard her fantasies being spoken aloud. The ability to abandon herself to pleasure... Even the possibility of being able to abandon herself to pleasure... Yes, Gail could imagine it, and whispered "Yes" to the woman who offered her this gift.

"That is what you are learning. All we've done tonight is condition you to go into trance very quickly, easily, and deeply. You know you do respond, Gail, you know you fall into hypnosis very easily now, and you sink very deep. There will be more to learn after tonight. You'll learn to respond to hypnotic suggestion just as easily, just as automatically, as you go into trance. You already know this will be easy for you, since simply going into trance means you are responding to suggestion. You'll learn what your mind and body are capable of, you'll learn how good it feels to respond to hypnotic suggestions. Tonight is just a taste, Gail, just a sample. You will learn. You'll learn to experience pleasure in ways you've never dreamed of. You'll learn that your concept of pleasure does not begin to approach the sensations you can experience. Do you want to let this happen, Gail?"

The entire time she was speaking, Sherry had been massaging the back of Gail's neck, one side, then the other. As a result, Gail's head soon began to sway back and forth, almost around and around, as the muscles melted away. Her eyes never left Sherry's, utterly fixated, glazing over, seeing but not processing. She let out a sigh that may have been an attempt at saying yes. Or it may have been the last of her control leaving her.

Sherry gently pressed forward with both hands, causing Gail's head to tip back. "SLEEP," Sherry said at the same instant. Gail's eyes rolled back and slammed shut, her body going limp even as Sherry wrapped her arms around the slumping woman and pulled her close to herself. Gail's head came to rest on Sherry's shoulder. For several moments, Sherry supported both their weights, whispering into the enthralled woman's ear, swaying as if dancing, one hand gently stroking Gail's hair.

Gail absorbed every word. Several hours later, she awakened on her couch, the TV on, wondering what show had bored her to sleep.

"I saw Gail last night."

Beth chuckled. "Does she know it?"

"Yes, in fact, she does. Well, at some level." Sherry winked at Beth, who laughed, then looked very intrigued.

"You really had her? You really took her down and made her forget?"

"Yes. Well, no. I didn't have her. But I did take her down, over and over, and now she's very good at dropping down and going deep. And now that she knows how to go under, how would you like to help her learn to be more responsive to suggestion?"

Beth's expression was one of gleeful anticipation when their conversation was over.

"Hi. Am I interrupting anything?"

"Beth... Um... Hi! Uh, no, nothing, I'm just... no, you're not, um, interrupting. Come on in?" Gail asked hesitantly.

"Thanks. Glad you're here, I need your advice on something. Can we talk a minute?" The door closed, and they stood there, Gail looking puzzled. What would Beth need her advice for? In the far corners of her mind, she knew she had heard that question once before recently, and without knowing why, she felt a rush of excitement. Her body shivered, and she blinked several times. Beth noticed, and smiled. Gail, of course, blushed.

"I saw Sherry the other day," Beth said, and an image of Sherry standing before her, gazing into her eyes, flashed through Gail's mind. Beth saw Gail's eyes focusing on something Beth could not see, and grinned.

"She says you did very well, and that you learned a lot when she was here. Did you enjoy it?"

The memories still wouldn't come, but more vague images drifted in and out of Gail's mind. A soft voice. Warmth and comfort. Feeling relaxed... and dreaming... of a shining pendant...

"Yes," she murmured, without realizing she was speaking out loud.

"Would you do something for me please?" Beth asked softly.

After a few seconds, Gail's attention came back to her guest. She took a deep breath and blinked some more, flushing even more brightly.

"Oh, sorry. Um... yeah, yes, sure."

Beth took Gail's right hand in hers, clasping the blushing woman's hand loosely. "It's easy," Beth whispered, staring into Gail's eyes. She was not at all surprised when Gail made no move to look away. Beth then began moving Gail's hand in a circle, at the same time, placing her other hand on the back of Gail's and very gently brushing the skin as their hands moved around and around.

Around and around.

"Just focus," Beth whispered. Gail's lips parted and the color slowly faded from her cheeks. She still had no real idea what was happening, and yet she was already slipping into trance.

"Yes, that's right, it's so easy. Just focus. Focus on me. Focus."

Gail was indeed focused. Her eyes were locked onto Beth's, never wavering, never blinking. She stared at her friend, already unable to think about what was happening, and yet wanting it so very much.

"Relax."

Gail's shoulders sagged visibly. Her grip on Beth's hand loosened completely, and only the gentle pressure of Beth's hands kept Gail's moving in that circle, around and around, around and around.

"So easy, Gail, you're really doing so well. It really is so very easy to focus... relax... and sleep."

At the last word, she tugged firmly on Gail's hand. Gail's eyes slid shut, her body went limp, and she fell toward Beth. Beth caught her and pulled her close. Gail's head came to rest on Beth's shoulder. For several moments, Beth supported both their weights, whispering into the enthralled woman's ear, swaying as if dancing, one hand gently stroking Gail's hair.

"Hi."

Gail's eyes opened slowly, reluctantly. For a long moment she lay on the couch, unmoving, simply staring up at the ceiling, eyes coming to rest on light fixtures, smoke alarms, and empty space at random intervals. Finally she sighed, stretched, and turned her head just far enough to see Beth. She smiled, again slowly. "Hi."

"How do you feel?"

"Great." Gail smiled, stretched again, and started to get up.

"No, that's fine, stay right there. Please," Beth added. Gail looked at her for a moment, then smiled and sank back into the couch.

"Do you remember Sherry being here?"

Now Gail grinned, then chuckled. "You know, I thought she was. But every time I tried to think about it, it sort of went away, so I wasn't sure. But now I sort of remember, yes."

"Tell me about it. What you remember."

Gail's smile faded, her eyes focused upward, but far beyond the ceiling. "We talked for a minute... or she did... about... something. And then it just... it's just bits and pieces. She asked how I felt... and she asked if being... um... hypnotized... would bother me."

"Did it?"

"No. I don't think so. That's what happened, right? She hypnotized me? And that's what you did when you got here?"

She was not angry, her tone was not accusing. There was wonder in her expression, wonder in her voice. She looked at Beth now, waiting for the answer, not knowing what her reaction would be to either answer.

Beth nodded, smiling. "Yes. She did. I did. Yes."

Gail stared at her friend for a long, long moment, as Beth became increasingly nervous. Finally Gail smiled, just a litter.

"Wow. Sherry said I was learning very well, learning to... um... to let go."

Beth returned the smile, a warm, genuine smile, and nodded. "Yes, that's what we want to help you learn. Did Sherry talk about inhibitions?"

"I... I think so. Yes. She said they could... dissolve." As she spoke, she again flushed brightly. "Why do you want to help my inhibitions dissolve?"

Beth moved closer to the couch, gazing down at Gail, smiling, her head tipped a little to one side, hand on her hips. "Can't you think of a reason?" she asked, her voice sultry.

Gail's eyes widened. "Oh my God... Oh my God! That's it! She talked about... about... being... lost... in pleasure. And how good I could feel it I let go of everything!"

Beth nodded. "Yes. That is it. We want to help you experience the things we learned to experience, once upon a time. And you really do seem to be learning. So the question is - now that you know what's going on... do you want to continue?"

Gail stared in shock. "Do I want... to continue? Do I want to continue?? Yes, I want to continue! God, why would I want to stop? It already feels really good, just... well... whatever you've been doing... but you're saying there's more... hell, yes, I want to continue!" She was half sitting up now, elbows on the couch propping her body up.

Beth smiled. "Good. Focus."

Gail's mouth was open as if to speak again, but she the words never came. Her eyes found Beth's and locked onto them.

"Relax."

Gail's body went limp, and she fell back onto the couch once more.

"Sleep."

Her eyes closed, and she was under.

"Hi."

"Hi..."

"You're probably a little fuzzy right now. That's okay, I didn't bring you all the way out of trance. You know what's happening, but you're still relaxed, and you'll find it's kinda hard to think about anything. This is a good place to find out that hypnosis is more than just letting go and relaxing. The real power, the real pleasure, of hypnosis, is what you can do once you let go. Want to find out?"

"Mmmm... yes... " Gail smiled, dreamily, happily.

"Good, I knew you would. You're doing real good. Now, while you were under, I gave you what's called a post-hypnotic suggestion. You're already familiar with them, in fact. One example is how Sherry and I put you back into a trance so quickly, by saying just a couple words. You were responding to a post-hypnotic suggestion. Hearing those words triggered it, and you responded automatically. So now I'm going to use another trigger, and you'll be able to see, and feel, what it does. Ready?"

"Mmmhmm." Gail almost nodded, still smiling.

"Good. Float." Beth snapped her fingers, and watched with rising excitement as both Gail's arms began to rise off the couch. They continued upwards until her fingers were pointing at the ceiling.

Gail stared up at her arms in astonishment, her mouth wide open. Beth let her enjoy the sight for a moment, then asked, "Did you do that, Gail?"

Gail's head moved back and forth slightly, and she whispered "No."

"That's exactly right. Your subconscious mind and your body did it. When you respond to a post-hypnotic suggestion, it just happens. You don't think about it, and most times you won't have any idea why you are doing what you're doing. Sherry and I never do suggestions that are bad, so you never have to worry about that. Now, see what happens when I snap my fingers."

She did so, and Gail's arms drifted slowly down, coming to rest at her sides again. Gail looked over at Beth. "Wow..."

"Want to do another one? You'll really like it."

"Yes." There was no hesitation.

Beth leaned over and placed her fingers on Gail's right shoulder. She then slid them down the length of Gail's arm, all the way down to the tips of her fingers. As she did, Gail's eyes widened again.

"Did you feel that?" Gail nodded, trying to look down at her arm.

"Move your left arm. Go ahead, try to move your left arm."

Looking puzzled, Gail did so, and both women watched as Gail's left arm moved up several inches, then back down to the couch. Gail looked again at Beth, still confused.

"Now move your right arm."

Gail tried - and her eyes widened even more as she discovered she could not move her right arm at all. She kept trying, eyes wide, mouth agape, body shuddering with the effort - but her right arm remained frozen in place, paralyzed by Beth's post-hypnotic command.

"Okay, very good. That's very good. See how powerful this is? And you are so good at it, you respond so well."

Gail was actually grinning now, still trying to move her arm, and Beth knew she was probably getting aroused. Thinking back to the first time she had tried and failed to move after a post-hypnotic suggestion from Sherry had paralyzed her, Beth felt rather excited as well.

"This is just a sample," Beth whispered. "This is just the tip of the iceberg. Watch." She clapped her hands once, and instantly, Gail's right arm shot into the air, catching both women by surprise. Beth had released Gail's paralysis at the exact moment Gail had tried yet again to move.

Laughing, giddy, Gail stared up at her hand, wiggling her fingers, before lowering it back to the couch.

"Okay, let's try again," Beth said, laughing herself. Then she spoke again, one word, very clearly.

"Cold."

Within seconds, Gail's body began to shiver. Beth watched, feeling anything but cold, as Gail's nipples hardened beneath her top. She was, clearly, feeling the cold that Beth's suggestion had triggered.

"You feel that, don't you?" Gail nodded, teeth chattering, imploring Beth with her eyes to put an end to this particular demonstration. With one last look at Gail's nipples, Beth said the word "Normal." Gail stopped shivering, and after a moment, she looked at Beth and said "Wow," yet again.

"You felt the cold, didn't you?" Gail nodded and replied yes. Beth again tipped her head to one side and allowed her voice to be more sultry. "Can you imagine what it will be like to feel... other things?"

Gail's face turned crimson. "Oh... my... god..." she said softly. Her nipples, Beth had already noticed, remained firm.

Beth was wearing the same pendant that Sherry had used to entrance Gail. Now she removed it, and dangled it over the already-dazed woman, who stared up at it almost longingly. Beth started it swinging, and Gail's eyes followed automatically.

"I'm going to hypnotize you again, Gail. I'm going to count from ten down to one, as you watch the necklace swinging back and forth... back and forth. You have seen this necklace before, Gail, you already know it can put you into a trance. And that is exactly what it will do this time as well. You will watch it, and I will count down, and at the count of zero, you will go into a very deep, very responsive trance."

"I want your eyes to remain open while I count, Gail. No matter how tired they become, no matter how heavy they are, you must keep your eyes open, and fixed on the necklace, until I get to zero. Leaving your eyes open until then will allow you to drop into an even deeper trance, and I know that's what you want."

"Ten. Eyes open, watching my necklace moving back and forth... back and forth... becoming sleepier and sleepier each and every time the necklace swings back... and forth... back... and forth.."

"Nine. You know my voice can hypnotize you. You know the necklace can hypnotize you. You are staring at the necklace and listening to my voice, so you know that you will, in fact, go into hypnosis."

"Eight. Back... and forth.... back... and forth... sleepier... and sleepier..."

"Seven. Your eyelids are getting heavy now, your eyes may be starting to sting, or water, as you focus on the necklace. Keep them open, know that the longer you keep them open, the deeper you will go. Just let them remain open and watch the necklace moving back and forth... back and forth..."

"Six. So sleepy now. So sleepy, eyelids so heavy. The sleepier you get, the heavier your eyelids get. The heavier your eyelids get, the sleepier you get. And the harder it becomes to keep your eyes open, the easier it is to focus on the sound of my voice."

"Five. Drifting now. So sleepy, so focused on my voice. You're being hypnotized, Gail, and you know it. You want it, you want this. You want to let go of your inhibitions, that is why you are keeping your eyes open even though it's so hard now, so very hard to keep them open."

"Four. So easy to listen to the sound of my voice, so easy to drift along on the sound of my voice. Nothing else matters right now. Just listen to my voice and watch my necklace as it moves back and forth... back and forth... as you feel sleepier... and sleepier... with every breath you take."

"Three. So hard to keep your eyes open. You're doing such a good job, Gail, keeping them open when they are so heavy, so very, very heavy. Such a good job. You will go so deep at the count of zero. So deep."

Gail's body was already limp. She lay on the couch, gazing up at the swinging crystal, her eyelids fluttering, barely open now.

"Two. Back... so sleepy. Forth... so heavy. Back... so hard to keep your eyes open. Forth... so easy to be hypnotized."

"One. Good. Very good. You've done it. You're very close to being hypnotized. At the next number you can close your eyes and sink into the deepest trance you've ever imagined. Such a good girl."

"Zero."

No other words were necessary. Gail's eyelids closed the rest of the way. There was no other reaction, no other sign of her surrender. She was, indeed, in a very deep trance, and Beth wasted no time in taking advantage of it. For the next hour and a half, she gave Gail many suggestions, each very easy to carry out, and each seemingly very innocent. But each also had further implications, if one could think about them. Gail, of course, was in no condition to think about such things - or any things, in fact.

After ninety minutes of inductions and suggestions, Gail was responding instantly. When awake, her expression was one of dreamy joy, of puzzled wonder, as if she could not believe this was really happening to her.

Beth wondered what her expression would be the next time they met. The suggestions would be very different then. Beth was sure that Gail's response would be just as automatic.

With one more whispered suggestion, Beth left. Gail was still on the couch, sleeping peacefully. Some time later, she awakened, turned off the TV, and went to bed. As she began to drift off, hazy images danced at the edge of her awareness, and she smiled dreamily. One hand slid between her breasts, fingers idly moving across her skin. Still smiling, she dragged her fingertips over her breasts, shivering slightly as she did so. Now she caressed a nipple, circling it and teasing it until it was rigid. Her breathing got heavier as she licked her fingers and gave both nipples equal attention. Soon she was squeezing and caressing her breasts, eyes closed, hips moving.

One hand moved down, caressing her abdomen, tracing the outline of her pubic hair, savoring in the softness and heat of her thighs. Her legs spread seemingly by themselves, and she was almost surprised when her fingers at last caressed her clit.

Beth woke up and turned off the alarm clock, straining to read the numbers. Four fifteen. What the hell?

Then she remembered. Her thoughts went across town to where a friend lay in her own bed, bringing herself to a frenzied orgasm. Smiling, caressing her own clit ever so lightly, Beth snuggled back into the covers and enjoyed a much more low-keyed orgasm.

"We gotta be crazy, you know that?"

Sherry grinned. "Well, that's the point, right? Gail's never had crazy, and who better to give it to her?"

Beth looked at her for a moment, and then burst out laughing. "Yeah, that's true, I guess. But it's been so long... I mean... jeez..." She paused, and that faraway look came over her.

"Yeah, it has, but I imagine it's like riding a bike - it'll come back to us," Sherry said with a grin and a wink.

Beth moved instantly, without really thinking. Stepping toward Sherry, she held up her hand and waved it back and forth, index finger extended. Sherry's eyes naturally shifted toward it, then followed the motion. The grin slipped ever so slightly.

It was over in mere seconds. Beth's waving finger dragged Sherry's gaze upward. That finger touched the surprised woman's forehead, Beth whispered the word "SLEEP" - and Sherry's eyes closed, the last traces of the grin fading away.

Beth stood there, staring at her entranced friend, her pussy already wet. "Yeah," she whispered hoarsely. "Like riding a fucking bike."

Gail stood in the hallway, looking nervously up and down, as if expecting someone she knew to catch her there, and wonder why she waiting at the door of a hotel room on a Friday night. As she knocked on the door, she saw her hand was trembling. Grinning, feeling foolish, she wrapped her arms around herself and waited for the door to open. Closing her eyes, she took a deep breath and willed herself to calm down. What awaited her?

When she opened her eyes again, the door was open. Both Sherry and Beth were smiling at her. Any calmness her deep breath may have afforded her vanished.

"Hello," whispered Sherry. "Come on in."

Gail experienced a strong sense of unreality as she stepped into the room, as if she was watching what was happening instead of living it. When Sherry closed and locked the door, Gail jumped.

Beth smiled again and whispered, "It's locked to keep people out - not in. Any time you want to go, you can. But we really don't think you'll want to. You're safe here. Okay?"

Gail nodded nervously. "Okay", she said, whispering automatically.

Both women laughed. "This is a hotel, after all," Beth said, still very softly. "The folks in the next room don't need to know how much fun we're having, do they? So we tranced each other and suggested that we only whisper, or speak quietly. Any time we try to do anything louder - like scream - nothing comes out. This way we don't have to worry about disturbing anyone. By the way, it's really hot to see how suggestible you are... whispering just because we are... that is so hot."

Her mind already whirling from Beth's casual mention of trancing and screaming, Gail's face flared as she suddenly found herself wondering just how suggestible she was. How easily would she give in to them? And what would happen when she did? Would she... scream?

Sherry saw the desire - and the nervousness - in Gail's eyes. "You, too, Gail," she assured their guest. "First time you go down, we'll give you the whisper treatment." Both women laughed again, and Gail smiled back, more excited than she wanted to believe, and still more nervous than she wanted to show.

"Come on in," Sherry said, leading Gail the two steps into the room itself. It was indeed nothing more than a standard - if comfortable - hotel room, with a king-sized bed taking up most of the space. Gail looked around, feeling somewhat puzzled, and somewhat disappointed, for reasons she did not understand.

This time it was Beth who saw the look. Stepping in front of Gail, she reached out and took both hands in her own.

"No, there are no ropes or chains or Sybians," she said. Instantly, Gail's face flared a brilliant crimson as she realized that those were in fact the sort of things she had half expected, at some hidden level.

"We don't need them, at least not in the physical sense. If we want to feel as if we're bound - we can. If we want to feel as if we're kneeling on a Sybian - we can. It's all... up... here..." She let go of one hand and touched Gail's forehead, very gently. "Everything we need is in here. And we can do anything with what's in here."

She pressed ever so lightly on Gail's forehead, moving her finger in a barely perceptible circular motion while never physically shifting it from that initial spot.

Smiling, Sherry quietly came up behind Gail and gently began caressing her temples.

"We can put things in here..." Beth whispered, looking into Gail's eyes, finding them wide, willing, and hungry.

"...we can take things out of here..." Sherry whispered, her lips very close to Gail's ear.

"...we can rearrange what's in here..." Beth continued.

"...and we can hide what's in here," Sherry finished, the circular caresses already visibly affecting Gail.

"Everything we need is in here," Beth repeated. Gail was fading, her eyes glassy, staring dreamily into Beth's. Her head moved gently with every motion of the women's hands.

"Will you let us in, so we can share these things with you?"

Gail didn't know who whispered it, didn't even care. She didn't even really know she answered.

"Yes."

"Thank you," whispered that magical, seductive voice.

There was a sudden tug down on her hand, the hand that Beth had been holdings. There was the voice again, too.

"Sleep."

Voices and nothingness merged, with no way to distinguish the two.

"Hi."

Gail opened her eyes. She was sitting upright, in one of the chairs around the small table. Both the other women stood beside the bed, watching her, smiling.

"Hi," she replied in a whisper. When she realized she had, in fact, whispered, her eyes widened and her hand flew to her mouth. Both women laughed.

"I told you," Sherry said, grinning. "The whisper treatment. It's one of the more useful, if not sexy, things that are possible."

Gail nodded, smiling almost giddily, overjoyed at the idea of having responded to a suggestion given to her under hypnosis - and again wondering what other suggestions she might yet be given.

"I think we should make ourselves comfortable. Gail, would you help us please?"

Curious, nervous, and oh so excited, Gail rose. She could feel the dampness and the heat building, and wondered what Sherry wanted help with.

She was surprised when Sherry reached up and framed Beth's face with her hands. Beth seemed surprised as well, her eyes darting away from Gail and coming to rest on Sherry.

"Good, that's right, just look into my eyes, Beth. Look into my eyes as Gail undresses you. As she does, you will feel yourself letting go. As your body becomes more exposed, so does your mind. As Gail removes each item of clothing, you will drift closer and closer to a deep trance state. When your body and mind are completely exposed to us, you will instantly sink into a very deep hypnotic state. Do you understand?"

Beth had not moved while Sherry was speaking. Now she quivered ever so slightly, blinked once, and whispered, "Yes."

"Of course you do. Gail, would you please help me hypnotize Beth by undressing her? You will find her most cooperative."

Gail just stood there, staring at the two women. Sherry and Beth stared into each other's eyes, not moving, not speaking, Sherry's hands cupping Beth's face, keeping her focused.

"Gail, please?" Sherry asked after a long moment of silence. Beth did not seem to notice, or care, that nothing was happening.

Slowly, again feeling that sense of unreality, Gail stepped toward them. Where to begin? She tore her gaze away from Beth's slack-jawed expression and looked down. Shoes. A good place.

Kneeling, she carefully, hesitantly, raised Beth's foot. It moved easily, with no resistance whatsoever. Emboldened, her excitement rising, Gail tugged the shoe off. Above her, Sherry whispered, "Drifting down now, soon you will be in a trance state."

Beth's other shoe came next, and Sherry repeated what she had said a few seconds before. Gail felt lightheaded, dizzy, and extremely aroused.

Rising, she decided Beth's top came next. Reaching carefully between the women, she undid the buttons on Beth's top. Sherry's eyes never wavered, holding Beth's gaze as Gail fumbled with the buttons. At last they were loose, and Gail was tugging the sleeves, pulling Beth's top off, exposing a white lace bra.

"More and more exposed, more and more open. Body and mind letting go, becoming free and pliable. Letting go."

Her fingers trembled visibly as Gail undid Beth's bra. She stared at Beth's rigid nipples as the bra finally slipped away, tumbling to the floor, already forgotten.

"So open. So exposed. It feels so good to be completely exposed, body and mind."

Hurriedly, her heart pounding, Gail pawed at Beth's skirt. It seemed like only seconds before it dropped to the floor. Without waiting to move it out of the way, Gail slid Beth's panties down, then helped Beth raise each foot in turn to step out of panties and skirt. She stared at Beth's shaven pussy in awe, again with that sensation of unreality. Sherry's voice droned on, and Gail dimly realized Beth would now be in a trance.

Looking up, she saw the women staring at each other still - but now, Beth's eyes were glassy, and her mouth hung open.

It hit Gail hard - she had just seen a woman be hypnotized. What was more, she had participated! The dreamy expression on Beth's face was partly due to her! After all, she had exposed Beth's body, which had allowed Sherry to expose her mind... or something like that...

Knees weak, she rose, staring at Beth's face, fascinated by the eyes that did not waver, by the vacant expression, by the soft voice of the woman who had spoken the words which had seduced Beth's mind into letting go.

"And now, Beth, it is time to help Gail reach this same deep hypnotic state. Turn to her, guide her sight with your hands, and explain to her how you and I are going to hypnotize her, just as she and I hypnotized you. You know the words, you know I will expose her body as you speak to her. Begin now."

Gail was shaking. Had she heard correctly? Beth was going to hypnotize her? But Beth was hypnotized herself! How would that work? Her mind went into overdrive as Sherry lowered her hands, and the entranced woman slowly turned to face Gail.

Is this really happening? Gail thought yet again as she stared into the glazed eyes of the woman before her. How can a woman who is hypnotized hypnotize me?

Beth's hands slowly came up, caressing Gail's face, gently holding her so she could not look away. Gail would not have looked away anyway, so absolute was her astonishment. Gail felt the warm softness of Beth's hands, felt her arousal flaring even higher - and then felt Sherry's hands on her top.

Is this real? Gail stared helplessly into Beth's eyes, the eyes of a woman in a deep hypnotic trance. She actually moaned as she wondered if her own face would wear such a dreamy, blank expression when she was hypnotized.

"Look into my eyes," Beth whispered, and Gail had to strain to hear. "With every piece of clothing, you slip closer to a deep... hypnotic trance." Her voice was barely audible, a perfect monotone. Gail felt her top coming up over her breasts, and without thinking raised her arms. Beth's hands moved away for an instant, and then Gail's top was gone.

"More open and more exposed with every breath. More open and more exposed with every piece of clothing."

It was so very arousing to stare into glazed, hypnotized eyes. Beth's hands were so warm against her cheeks, and the air felt so cool against her breasts.

Breasts? Was her bra gone already? Was she now exposed to Sherry?

"...feels so good to expose your mind and body... it feels so good..."

Yes. It did feel good. Gail felt her leg rising up, and allowed it to happen.

"...sinking deeper... more and more exposed, more and more open. Body and mind letting go, becoming free and pliable. Letting go."

Letting go. Gail stared, not realizing her own eyes were now glazing over.

"So open. So exposed. It feels so good to be completely exposed, body and mind."

So good.

Gail stood very still, totally nude. Both women were now entranced, utterly fixated on each other's eyes. Beth continued whispering, obeying Sherry's suggestion to hypnotize Gail. Gail, in turn, sank deeper with each word, now that both her body and mind were totally exposed.

Neither woman saw the two hands that slowly came between them. Neither woman saw one of those hands coming closer to them, index finger extended. And yet when those index fingers touched two foreheads, and a soft voice said, "SLEEP", both women's eyes rolled back and closed, and both women sank - limp, helpless, and aided by Sherry - to the floor. There they lay, exposed, entranced, and waiting.

"A fucking bicycle," Sherry whispered, not knowing she was echoing Beth's thoughts from several days before

"Oh... my... God."

For several minutes after trancing Gail and Beth, Sherry had whispered to Beth. Beth now sat naked on the bed, legs spread wide, eyes still closed, still deeply hypnotized.

Sherry had then awakened Gail. Finding herself nude, and lying on the floor, had brought about her verbal reaction.

"Hi. I want to show you something." No explanations, no discussion about what had transpired. Sherry simply moved on. Reaching down, she grasped Gail's hand and helped her to her feet. Gail then caught sight of Beth.

"Oh my GOD..."

"I read someplace there are no atheists in foxholes. Sometimes I think there are none in bedrooms either. Well, hotel rooms anyway," Sherry remarked with a grin. That grin faded, and she sighed, as she realized her humor was totally lost on Gail, who was staring fixedly at Beth, her nipples swelling.

"Is she... I mean, she's... she's hypnotized, right?"

"Yep."

"God..."

Sherry chuckled again, then shook her head. Taking something from a desk drawer, she climbed onto the bed with Beth.

"I told you I wanted to show you something. Ever used one of these?" She plugged in the wand vibrator and sat up straight, showing the business end to Gail. Gail's mouth opened, forming a perfect 'O', and Sherry laughed.

"Yeah, I know, oh God. Well, I think you'll find this interesting. Ready?"

Gail nodded automatically, not having a clue what she was ready for. Sherry turned the vibrator on, a low hum - and pressed it firmly against Beth's clit.

"I just want to show you that this really is real," she remarked casually, as Gail gasped, squeezing her thighs together. "She knows this is here, she knows what I'm doing with it, but she can't react. I could have just told her to cum and you could have watched her thrash around, but this is more... I dunno... direct? I mean, I can't fake this. You hear this thing buzzing. You see where it is. And you see that she doesn't even seem to notice." Sherry turned the vibrator up, and the humming became a throbbing.

"Can you imagine? Can you imagine lying there, hot and wet and horny, and knowing this is there - and not be able to react to it?"

Gail stared, unconsciously rubbing her thighs together, hands clenched.

"You can imagine the other side of this, too. I mean, if this is possible... there's no reason you can't feel something that isn't there, right? Like I said, I could have told her to cum. I could have suggested she feel this, even if it wasn't there, and it would bring her to orgasm. It's all... up here..." Sherry leaned over, still holding the wand in place, and gently caressed the side of Gail's face. "...and we can put things in, take things out, and rearrange things."

Gail was panting, leaning against the bed, eyes locked on Beth's immobile form, listening intently to the sound of the vibrator.

"Come up here with me for a minute, please."

Gail almost jumped on the bed, sitting close beside Sherry, still gazing at Beth.

"Here... just so you know this is real..." Without another word, Sherry took the vibrator from between Beth's legs and slid it between Gail's. Pressing hard, she watched as Gail's eyes, mouth - and legs - flew open wide.

What might have been a scream emerged as something of a raspy sigh. Gail's body tensed, convulsed, her back arcing. As she leaned forward, eyes squeezed shut, Sherry's finger was waiting. It touched Gail's forehead, Sherry said, "Sleep", and Gail instantly went limp, flopping down on the bed.

Sherry smiled happily. "I forgot how much fun these things are," she murmured to herself as she pressed the still-buzzing wand against the crotch of her slacks.

"Hi."

Gail blinked several times, then sat bolt upright on the bed. Beside her, Beth was stirring as well, stretching luxuriously and smiling gently, in stark contrast to Gail's wide-eyed embarrassment.

"Hi," Beth said softly, finding Sherry sitting on the end of the bed.

"Hi. I was amusing myself with this thing while you two were under," Sherry said with a grin, waving the wand back and forth. "A girl could get used to this, you know?"

Beth grinned. "Yeah, really. My pussy's telling me you amused me with it, too, right?

Sherry laughed. "Well, yeah, but you didn't enjoy it as much as I did. You were way gone. Gail watched me press it right against your clit. You didn't react at all. I think it was a pretty convincing demonstration, actually. Gail, you doing okay? Have we convinced you that all this is real?"

Gail still appeared shell-shocked. She was now gaping at Beth, who was idly caressing her nipples. Gail shuddered, not from fear or nervousness, but from her sense of being totally overwhelmed by what was happening.

Sherry noticed. "I think we better slow down a little," she said quietly, casting a quick glance at Beth, who nodded her understanding.

"Gail, slide over here for a minute. Let's all just relax for a few minutes, okay? Here," she went on, shifting to sit Indian-style, leaning back against the headboard. She gestured to her lap. "Slide over, just rest your head here and relax for a minute."

Gail's gaze dropped to Beth's lap, the exposed bush encircled by warm, soft flesh. She opened her mouth but said nothing, swallowed once, and slowly pulled herself up the bed, rolling onto her back. Working her way up the last several inches, she came to rest with her neck resting comfortably on Beth's ankles, her head tipped back slightly. She willed herself to relax, taking a deep breath and exhaling, a long shuddering sigh of excitement and anticipation. She blinked, and not until then did she realize that Beth was smiling down at her, upside down, gazing past the perfectly formed globes of her breasts and the rigid flesh of her nipples. At that instant, Gail knew what Beth had meant by relaxing - and she moaned softly.

At the end of the bed, Sherry smiled and winked at Beth.

"It feels so good to relax," Beth said softly, staring down into Gail's eyes. "And just as it feels good to relax, when you feel good, you relax. So the better you feel, the more you relax, and the more you relax, the better you feel. Do you understand?"

Gail nodded, only half listening, wanting only for that voice and those eyes to lead her into a trance. She sensed Sherry's touch, the hands gently spreading her legs, and the warm breath against her pussy as if she was dreaming those things.

"The better you feel, the more you relax. The deeper you relax, the better you feel. The better you feel, the deeper you relax. The deeper you relax, the better you feel."

Sherry's tongue danced across damp skin, circling, teasing, and tasting. Gail's breathing changed, her body quivered, but her eyes remained fixed upon Beth's. Beth was turning her body ever so slightly from side to side now, causing her breasts to gently rock back and forth, back and forth, between Gail's eyes and her own.

"The better you feel, the deeper you relax. The deeper you relax, the better you feel. The better you feel, the deeper you relax. The deeper you relax, the better you feel."

Puckered lips sucked gently on an engorged clit. Beth's fingers now traced gentle circles on Gail's temples. Gail lay there, legs spread wide, nestled against Beth, staring upward at Beth's upside-down eyes and swaying breasts.

"The better you feel, the deeper you relax. The deeper you relax, the better you feel. The better you feel, the deeper you relax. The deeper you relax, the better you feel."

Sherry reached up, face still buried between Gail's thighs, and found her nipples, squeezing them gently, twisting them, tracing them, as her tongue worked more quickly. Gail was panting now, her gaze fixed upon Beth's face.

"The better you feel, the deeper you relax. The deeper you relax, the better you feel. The better you feel, the deeper you relax. The deeper you relax, the better you feel."

Sherry moaned.

Gail moaned.

Beth whispered, "Deeper."

Sherry's arms were again wrapped around Gail's thighs, pulling the helpless woman closer, her tongue flickering madly, her head moving in all directions. Every breath Gail drew was now a moan, her mouth hung open, and yet instead of her back being arched to meet Sherry's movements, her body was limp, her eyes locked onto Beth's, as Beth's nipples moved back and forth, back and forth, in her line of sight.

"It feels so good," Beth whispered. And the better it feels, the deeper you go. Slipping into trance can feel as good as an orgasm. Having an orgasm can feel as good as slipping into trance. Sometimes it doesn't matter which one happens. All that matters is that the better it feels, the deeper you go, and the deeper you go, the better you feel."

Gail's conscious mind was far too overloaded to do anything but react instinctively to what was happening. With rigid nipples clasped between soft, strong fingers, red-hot clit teased by a talented tongue, and eyes held by Beth's, Gail simply gave in.

A sharp gasp, a sudden tensing of muscles, a slight widening of the eyes - and then a blank, vacant stare, a body visibly losing muscle control, and a long sigh of surrender.

Gail lay there, staring sightlessly up at Beth, utterly entranced.

Sherry straightened, smiling, her face glistening. Beth smiled back, mouthing the words, "now what?" Sherry merely winked and picked up the wand.

"Gail, I want you to listen very carefully," she said softly. "I want you to pay attention to the sounds you hear that are not voices." She paused, and turned on the wand vibrator. It's hum seemed to echo in the otherwise quiet room. "Can you hear that sound, Gail?"

"Yes," came the dreamy reply. She was still staring upwards, unaware that Beth's eyes were no longer there for her to gaze into.

"Do you know what that sound is, Gail?"

"Yes."

"What is it? You can tell me, and you can go deeper as you hear your own voice."

"Vi...brator..." Gail's cheeks flushed, ever so slightly.

"Yes, it is a vibrator. I am going to use it on you right now, so you can experience the intense pleasure it can create. As you feel the pleasure building, I want you to listen very carefully to the sound that it makes. Focus on the sound as you experience the pleasure. The better you feel, the deeper you go, and the deeper you go, the better you feel. Do you understand?"

"Yes."

"Good. Get ready, I am going to put this right against your clit now." Gail's face was glowing as Sherry, grinning, placed the wand carefully between her thighs. At the instant of contact, Gail inhaled sharply and shuddered.

"Yes, you feel it, and you hear it. Listen to it, feel it, and go even deeper. The pleasure it creates, the pleasure of trance, the sound of the vibrator, and the sound of my voice are the only things in the world right now. My voice takes you deeper, the pleasure takes you deeper, and the sound of the vibrator seems to increase the pleasure. Let it take you, let it carry you away as the pleasure grows more and more intense."

Gail's body was twitching at random now, her glazed eyes blinking every now and then. Her breathing, instead of deep and regular, was becoming ragged and shallow.

"Let go, Gail. Listen and let go. Let it happen. Give in to it. The sound of the vibrator causes such intense pleasure, and the deep hypnotic trance you are in allows it to increase with every breath that you take."

Gail was moaning softly now, every breath a soft expression of ecstasy. Her body trembled constantly.

"You can't stop it, Gail. You don't even want to stop it. Just let it happen. The climax, the deepening of your trance state... just let it happen."

Beth was leaning back against the headboard, eyes closed, caressing and kneading her breasts with vigor. As Sherry continued, one of Beth's hands glided smoothly down her abdomen and came to rest between her legs.

Sherry held the wand firmly in place, pressing hard, but not too hard, against Gail's sodden pussy. She knew the moment was near. Glancing at Beth, she grinned as she saw her friend lost in her own passion.

"Gail, in a few seconds you will feel a soft touch on your forehead. The instant you feel this, you will cum. Nothing can stop it, nothing can prevent it. When you feel the touch on your forehead, the sound of the vibrator will bring you to orgasm. And from this point on, any time you are with Beth or me, and hear the sound of the vibrator, you will feel exactly like you do right now. Hearing that sound from now on, when you are with Beth or me, will cause you to experience the exact same sensations of intense pleasure that you are experiencing right now."

Beth slowly, almost reluctantly, nodded her understanding. The hand that was still playing with her breasts now slid down, sliding gently over her leg, coming to rest beside Gail's head. Opening her eyes partway, she waited for Sherry's signal, even as she continued to finger her own clit.

Sherry nodded. Beth touched Gail's forehead with a trembling finger.

A sharp gasp, a sudden tensing of muscles, a slight widening of the eyes - and then the dam burst.

Gail's mouth opened wide, but instead of a scream, there was a long sigh as her body shook violently. Sherry pressed hard, keeping the wand right on Gail's raging clit, and wave after wave of uncontrolled pleasure washed over Gail. To her, it had no beginning and no end, it was simply there - mindless pleasure, pleasure beyond her capacity to process. The low, powerful hum of the vibrator, and the echo of Sherry's voice, were the only other things she was aware of.

Beth was bent over, eyes squeezed shut, fingers frantically working at her clit, mouth wide open, one hand bracing herself on the bed, hips bouncing up and down enough to make Gail's head bounce as well.

Gail did not notice.

For a full five minutes Sherry held the vibrator in place. Gail lay there, helpless, her body a prisoner of pleasure, her mind soaking in Sherry's constantly repeated phrases.

"The better you feel, the deeper you go. The deeper you go, the better you feel. Just let it happen. Give in to it. You can't stop it."

She could not stop it. There was no way to stop it, there was no way to do anything but cum, over and over and over again, as her mind became more and more fixated on Sherry's voice and the hum of the vibrator.

Beth had very carefully extricated herself from where she had sat supporting Gail's head. Gail now lay flat on the bed, staring vacantly at the ceiling, blinking at random, body shaking. Beth now leaned over and took Gail's left nipple into her mouth, sucking hard, tongue batting wildly, as she continued to caress her own clit with one hand. Whether or not Gail noticed was impossible to tell.

"Gail, in a few seconds you will feel a soft touch on your forehead. The instant you feel this, you will enter a state where your mind is completely open, completely empty. You will hear my voice, you will hear Beth's voice, and anything we say to you will be accepted without question. You can't stop it. You don't want to stop it. Just let it happen."

Beth looked up, eyes wild. She straightened up, breathing heavily, finally removing her hand from between her legs. Sherry nodded, turning off the wand and pulling it away from Gail's wonderfully abused clit. Grinning wickedly, Beth pressed one cum-soaked finger against Gail's forehead. One last shudder, one last sigh, and Gail went limp.

"Hi."

It took a moment for Gail to find her voice after discovering herself nude and wet, lying on a bed between two other nude women, one of whom was caressing a rather large vibrator.

"Um... hi." The pink glow returned to her cheeks almost instantly.

"I'm curious," Beth said, stroking Gail's hair gently. Gail flushed even deeper and looked down. "You seem to want to trance just as much as you want to play. Do you enjoy it that much?"

Gail lowered her head even more and closed her eyes. At last she nodded and whispered yes.

Beth very gently raised Gail's head. Gail reluctantly opened her eyes, and Beth smiled. "Hey, honey, there's nothing wrong with that. Hell, Sherry and I both get off watching each other - and you - go down. And we both love to just let go of everything for a while and let the other one take care of things. It's mental as much as it's physical. I mean, yeah, going under feels so Goddamn good. Sometimes I just feel like I'm... melting, just losing myself a little at a time. I love that, I feel it, and I know it's happening, and I can't stop it. I just let myself go. Other times she takes me down so fast and so hard I don't even know about it until later - IF she decides to tell me about it."

"And you're a better subject than either of us were. Of course, we didn't know half as much about hypnosis then as we did now, so that probably has something to do with it. Anyway, you're pretty much there already. You can drop like a light switch being turned off. You can be guided down nice and slow... and you can feel it... and savor it... and enjoy it... as you go down. You can go down, knowing that you're going down, and still let it happen."

Gail was smiling now, as Sherry spoke.

"You wanted crazy. We had crazy, back when we first played with hypnosis. I mean, we went fucking nuts. Some of it was almost scary. Because, like Beth said, we didn't really know what we were doing. The stuff that didn't work then, we aren't doing now. So you're getting a... well, I guess a more refined crazy, if that's the word. Are you okay with things so far?"

Gail sniffed, smiled, and nodded. "Yeah. I'm sorry if I seem... if I'm not... if I don't seem more appreciative. I just... I never had anything like this, and I'm still trying to... trying to let it sink in, I guess."

Both women nodded. "Yeah, I guess it is kinda hard to get things figured out, especially when you're in and out of trance so much you can't hold a thought for more than a few seconds," Beth said with a wink.

Gail laughed. "I guess so. Yeah, maybe that's it. I haven't had time to... to... um..." She paused as Sherry leaned over and casually placed the vibrator between Beth's legs. Beth, of course, did her part by spreading her legs, then reaching down and placing the head of the vibrator firmly against her pussy.

"To what, honey?" Sherry asked softly as she turned the vibrator on.

Beth's eyes closed, she breathed in sharply. She smiled and leaned back against the headboard, her head tilting to one side, her hips beginning to undulate.

Gail stared for a split second. Then her eyes widened and she gasped. She looked down between her own legs, and, not seeing anything, looked at Sherry in amazement. Sherry laughed.

"Neat trick, isn't it?"

All Gail could do was nod weakly. The vibrator hummed, Beth moaned as she worked it against her clit. Gail was moaning now too as the sound triggered pleasure, pleasure that increased with every moment the vibrator was on.

Seeing that Beth now had a firm grasp on the wand, Sherry slid the short way to where Gail sat, quivering and moaning.

Pushing Gail down onto her back, Sherry crawled on top of her, leaned down, and kissed her hard.

Gail responded.

She remained on her back, moaning and silently crying out, as Sherry's hands, lips, mouth, and tongue explored her hot, naked flesh. All the while the wand hummed in the background, taking Gail closer and closed to the edge even as Sherry sucked her nipples, nibbled her throat, and teased her clit with tongue and finger.

All at once, to Sherry's great surprise, Gail shuddered once, violently, and proceeded to throw Sherry to one side. Before Sherry knew what was happening, Gail was upon her in a frenzy, kissing and caressing anything she could reach while grinding her thigh against Sherry's pussy. Every now and then Gail would freeze for a few seconds and screw her eyes shut tight, her body tensing. Then she would shudder and resume her manic attentions to Sherry.

Beth, peering through half-closed eyes, found this very interesting indeed. Panting like a steam engine, soaking wet, she lay the vibrator down, still turned on, and slid down to where the other two women lay locked together.

Feeling an unaccounted-for hand on her ass, Gail cried out softly, her head whipping around to see what was going on. Seeing Beth, she reached out and pulled her down, so that Sherry and Beth were now beside each other on their backs, with Gail on top of Sherry.

Leaving her fingers in Sherry's pussy, Gail shifted her body so she was atop Beth. Still fondling Sherry's clit, she sank down on the grinning Beth, who was quite ready for her.

There followed a tangle of arms and legs as the three women played with each other. There was barely a sound from them. It could have been the post-hypnotic suggestion which prevented them from making a lot of noise... or it could simply have been that they were too busy to make noise.

No one, not even Gail, noticed when the vibrator finally went silent. No one had turned it off. It had been left on for far too long, and in consequence, the motor burned out. By then, though, Gail was high enough on the pleasure curve that it made no difference.

An hour and a half later, three exhausted women lay spooned together, their bodies soaked. The long-silent vibrator lay on the floor, tossed there by an especially vigorous tugging of the sheets . Those sheets were now in major disarray, the mattress pad exposed in some places, the blanket lying in a heap, the pillows lying all over the room.

"Wow," whispered Gail softly. "That was... Oh my God."

After a moment came a soft chuckle.

"Yeah, wasn't it? But remember one thing, honey."

"What's that?"

Sherry rolled slightly, winking at Beth before lying face to face with Gail, who she kissed softly before continuing.

"It's only Friday night. We have until Sunday."

Beth and Sherry both laughed at Gail's shocked expression. The color seemed to drain from her face, her eyes widened, and her mouth fell open. Still laughing, Sherry slid off the bed, standing up and stretching her arms toward the ceiling. Gail stared, noticing Sherry's still-erect nipples, and the sweat still glistening on her body. "Come on. Let's take a shower. Then we'll get some rest."

Slowly, Gail got up, balancing rather unsteadily. Smiling, Sherry took her by the hand and led her off to the bathroom.

Beth, meanwhile, stripped the bed completely. Finding that one sheet and one blanket were still more or less useable, she made the bed as best she could, collecting the pillows and putting them in place. The whole time, she was smiling. She did not know what Sherry and Gail were doing, but she did have some idea.

She then entered the bathroom herself, and as soon as the other two women stepped out of the shower, she stepped in. Gail seemed much calmer now, and Beth was still smiling as she showered and dried herself off.

When she rejoined them in the room, they were lying on the bed. Sherry looked over at her. "Thanks for fixing this. I was afraid we'd have to call and get more sheets and stuff."

"Yeah, I know. Maybe we should ask for extras tomorrow morning. That way we won't need to worry about it any more."

Gail giggled softly, closed her eyes, and shook her head. "Oh, my God..."

She was lying in the center of the king-size bed, with Sherry on the side toward the window. Beth climbed up with them, taking her place on the other side of Gail. Opening her eyes, Gail watched as Beth settled herself in. She giggled again, her face turning a faint shade of pink.

"I don't believe this is happening. I don't believe what's already happened. And I don't know if I'm ready for what might happen."

"Yes, you are," Beth said gently. "There's nothing to worry about, honey. We're not going to hurt you, or each other for that matter. We're not going to take you farther that you want to go. But we will take you as far as you want to go. Or as far as we can, whichever comes first."

Gail giggled again. "I think you could take me places I don't even know about. I don't even know what I want, I don't know what to think about all this."

Sherry spoke now. "Then don't think about it, honey. Just let it happen. Deep down inside, you'll know if there's something you don't want. Yes, we probably can take you places you don't know about. But there's only one way to find out if you want to go there, right?"

Gail nodded, glancing nervously at Sherry, her face turning a deeper shade of pink.

"Gail, do you trust us?"

After a few seconds, Gail looked up into Sherry's eyes. "Yes. I do."

"Thank you. Then let us show you those places you don't know about. Let us show you the things we learned. Let us show you what crazy really is."

The pink flush became a scarlet glow. For a long moment, the two women stared at each other. Then, at last, Gail nodded.

"Yes. Please."

Sherry leaned closer and kissed Gail, long and deep. When they parted, Beth touched Gail's shoulder, causing her to look around. Beth then kissed her as well.

"Let's get some sleep now," Beth said after a few moments. "We'll need our energy this weekend." Sherry chuckled, and even Gail grinned.

Gail lay between the women, feeling the warmth of their bodies against her. With a strange, unfamiliar, almost giddy feeling, she closed her eyes and sighed softly.

"I love your nipples," Beth whispered softly. She touched Gail's right breast very gently, her finger drawing up to the nipple, and she began to circle it, tracing it very lightly, again and again.

"I love the way they get hard. I love the way they stand up, the way they feel against my skin. I love feeling it get hard as I run my finger around it... around and around... around and around... around and around..."

At the same time, Sherry was reaching for Gail's other nipple. "Your nipples are so beautiful," she whispered. "I love touching them, feeling them get hard, feeling them swelling for me. I love feeling them get hard as I trace them with my fingers... going around and around... around and around... around and around..."

Gail lay there as the other two women coaxed her nipples out, as they became harder, more erect, stiff, swelling at their touch. Their voices floated into her mind, soft and gentle, soothing and seductive. Their words seemed so similar, and yet they were not the same. She tried to follow them, but after just a few minutes, realized that it was easier - and more enjoyable - to simply listen and enjoy their voices.

"... around and around..."

"... so relaxed now..."

"... feels so good..."

"... every breath..."

"... around and around..."

"... deeper and deeper..."

And so it went. She never knew when it happened, she never realized it was happening. She thought, very dimly, that her nipples had never been so hard, or felt so good. Then her mind simply surrendered, entering trance as the two women seduced her into a deep hypnotic sleep. She lay there, nipples rigid, mind blank, as the two women finished Gail's hypnotic lullaby.

"...sleep now... sleep... deep sleep... deep sleep... sleep now..."

"Goodnight, honey."

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