Beverly shifted nervously and glanced around the room again. Four women and one man sat there, some appearing calm and collected, some appearing to be as nervous as she was. Nudging her companion with her elbow, she whispered, "I can't believe I let you talk me into this."

Rhonda smiled and stretched, her ample breasts jutting forward. "Relax", she replied. "You'll thank me later on, trust me. And anyway, the First-Time Special that you're signed up for is mild compared to some of the things they do here. You'll be fine. Honest. I promise."

Beverly nodded, not quite ready to accept her friend's reassurance. Rhonda had visited Ecstasy, Inc. several times since they'd opened, and while she had never actually explained what went on, she had managed to convince her that an appointment with their specialists would be a very good idea. Sitting in the waiting room, the idea no longer seem so good.

"What will you be doing?", Bev asked. Rhonda smiled and squirmed but remained silent, and Bev repeated the question. Avoiding her friend's eyes, Rhonda replied, reluctantly.

"It's not one of their regular things", she said, her face flushing. "I asked them if I could get my own custom session. They said that ALL the sessions are custom, no two are ever the same. The First-Time thing you're doing will be totally different for someone else. The only similarity between sessions with the same name is the... well... intensity? They won't go too far with you."

That didn't answer the question, and they both knew it. Bev, however, knew her friend well enough to not push. The fact that Ecstasy, Inc., would be going quite a bit farther with Rhonda was obvious.

A door on the far side of the room opened, and a woman appeared carrying a clipboard. Glancing at it, she looked around the room and called, "Lennox, Tammy Lennox?" One of the women jumped to her feet and almost ran to the door, smiling broadly. The woman with the clipboard held the door for her, and with a quick smile at the rest of them, closed it behind her.

Beverly stared at the closed door with wide eyes, the image of the woman lingering in her mind. Brown hair to her waist, deep dark eyes, at least six feet tall, dressed in a well-tailored business suit. "Wow", she murmured. "Was she one of the - um - was she one?"

"I don't know", Rhonda answered with a chuckle, "but I wouldn't mind at all if she was." She, too, was having her own little fantasy regarding the woman with the clipboard.

Another ten minutes crawled by, and the door opened again. Beverly stared, hopefully yet nervously, as the dark-haired beauty again checked her clipboard. "Walton? Rhonda Walton?"

Rhonda stood, grinned, winked at Beverly, and disappeared through the door, leaving Beverly alone with her doubts and desires. After a moment, Beverly noticed one of the other women in the room looking at her. For a moment, their eyes met, and the other woman flushed and looked away. But, quickly, she looked at Beverly again and asked, "Your first time?" Beverly nodded, her face just as red. The woman nodded and said, "Mine too. I'm kinda nervous." Beverly had to laugh.

"Me too, believe me", she replied. At that moment, the door opened again, and all eyes went to the brown-haired woman with the clipboard.

"Comden? Beverly Comden?"

Oh my god, Beverly thought as she got shakily to her feet. She more or less stumbled to the door, and barely heard the woman who had spoken to her whisper, "Good luck".

The brown-haired beauty smiled as she held the door for Beverly. Bev cringed as she heard the door close, and lock, behind her. She was surprised to find a desk and another woman who appeared to be a receptionist. Bev had had no idea what to expect, but hadn't even considered a normal, everyday office. The brown-haired woman handed the clipboard to the receptionist and disappeared through another door. The receptionist smiled at Bev and studied the forms on the board for a moment.

Bev nervously watched the receptionist - was that really what she was? After a few moments, the woman looked up again. "Good morning, Beverly. I see this is your first time with us. All the medical information seems to be in order. I know you've got a lot of questions, and you're anxious to get started. Shirley and Iris will be right in, and you'll be on your way", she finished with a bright smile. Beverly smiled back, rather weakly, wondering what was in store for her. Before she could reply, however, two women entered and came right over to Beverly. Her mouth fell open as she stared at them.

"Hello, Beverly, I'm Iris." Her voice was like music, her green eyes seemed to glow in the bright fluorescent light. Her thick mane of reddish hair fell down around her shoulders. Of average height, her body seemed to have been poured into the glistening black latex outfit she almost wore.

"I'm Shirley", the other whispered, staring brazenly into Bev's eyes. Hair as black as night, eyes even blacker, she wore a loose-fitting white silk robe, and it was obvious there was nothing underneath. Both were barefoot, a fact which totally escaped Beverly.

Beverly was too shaken to say a word. They each took one of Beverly's hands and led her out of the room. Bev followed almost meekly, her mind whirling, wondering what was going to happen, wondering what Rhonda was experiencing right at that moment. She shuddered, and Shirley and Iris shared a knowing glance. Bev could not imagine what was in store. Ecstasy, Inc. prided itself on providing unparalleled pleasure. The only thing that could be better than a session, the advertising said, was the next session. Shirley and Iris always did their utmost to make sure that was true.

They came to a bank of elevators, which surprised Bev even more. Iris pressed the button, and they stood quietly as they waited. Bev jumped at the sound of the bell when the car came, and Iris stifled a chuckle. Shirley smiled and said, "Beverly. You're safe, honey. It's OK. Relax and enjoy it. Everything will be all right."

Her heart pounding, Bev nodded and took a deep breath and took a deep breath as she got on the elevator, consciously trying to calm down. Not only was it difficult, it was damn near impossible. She detected the scent of perfume now, not the generic odor of a store-bought brand, but the delicate, almost intoxicating aroma of something unique and expensive. She had no idea which of the women wore it - maybe both. There was no way to tell. The elevator doors closed and they were on their way. To where?, Bev wondered.

With a soft jolt, the elevator stopped, and the doors opened. Iris went first, still holding Bev's hand as they walked down a long hallway. Bev didn't really notice the plush white carpet or the soft lighting. She was still trying to accept the fact that she was going to experience more pleasure than she'd ever dreamed of. Shirley came behind them, her bare feet swishing soundlessly through the thick carpet.

Finally Iris paused and opened a door on the left side of the hall. She winked at Bev and motioned for her to go in first. She did, and gasped.

It looked for all the world like a suite in a world-class resort. A huge sofa, large steel-and-glass table, two chairs, a massive recliner, and a desk and chair adorned the room. Off to one side was a door which had to be a bathroom. In the far corner was another door which was probably the bedroom. Bev shuddered again, standing just inside the door, unsure of where to go, what to do. Shirley slid past her, her gown rustling against Bev, and sat down at the table.

"Come on in, Bev. Sit down. Let's talk a bit."

Bev nodded and walked shakily to the table. She hesitated and looked back at Iris before sitting down. Iris gestured for her to take the chair. Iris herself disappeared into the bedroom. Bev sat at the table, staring at the thick glass, too nervous to look up at Shirley.

"Bev. It's OK. Really. You're going to love this." Bev started as Shirley's hand closed over her own, soft and warm and reassuring.

"I know", Bev whispered softly, not really sure if she was or not.

"We'll help you relax. Oh, believe me, we'll help you relax", Shirley said with a wink. Bev had to chuckle, and finally did relax just a bit. Maybe this would be OK, she thought.

Shirley slid the chair out into the center of the room. "Bev, honey, turn your chair around so it's facing me. There, that's a girl. Move it away from the table a bit. That's right, that's fine right there. Sit down again, and let me help you relax."

Once Bev sat down, Iris quietly came back into the room and stood behind her chair. Shirley reached out and took both of Bev's hands in hers, and sat there for a few seconds, just looking at the nervous girl. Bev sat still, staring down at her hands clasped in Shirley's, her heart beating wildly. She jumped when she felt Iris's strong hands gently caressing her shoulders. Before she could react any further, Shirley spoke, and began lightly moving her thumbs around on the backs of Bev's hands.

"The first step in enjoying your time with us is to relax. Iris and I are going to help you do that. Once you're nice and calm - in fact, once you're deeply, deeply hypnotized - we will make you feel things you never thought possible. We will bring you so much pleasure you'll think you're in heaven. And all you have to do is relax."

Bev nodded nervously. She was still looking at Shirley's hands, somehow certain that to look up into those dark eyes would make her descent into hypnosis a certainty. It already was, but she didn't know it. As Shirley spoke, Iris began whispering as well, her voice hovering on the edge of Bev's hearing even though she was right behind her. Bev strained to hear what she was saying, but Shirley spoke again.

"It's so easy to relax. You're more relaxed already, aren't you." It was not a question and she didn't wait for an answer. Iris kept whispering, and Bev was already a bit confused, wondering who to pay attention to.

"Take a nice deep breath, Bev." She watched as Bev inhaled, her eyes still downcast. "Hold it now." Shirley waited, but Iris's voice continued, whispering almost unheard things. After counting silently to seven, Shirley went on. "Now exhale, relax, and look at me." The multiple commands always worked. The subject had to do the one thing, and the others followed automatically. Bev's eyes came up and locked onto Shirley's.

"That's right. Look at me and relax. It feels so nice, you feel so much better than you did just a moment ago, and so much less relaxed than you will be in just a moment." Bev blinked, and Shirley suppressed a smile. Behind Bev, Iris's voice droned on. What was she saying? Bev wondered. Was she supposed to listen to Iris or Shirley? Iris's hands felt so soothing as they worked the tension out of Bev's shoulders, now and then sliding up the back of her neck, or behind her ears.

Shirley's sharp eyes noticed the ever-so-slight droop in Bev's shoulders. The more nervous they were, the better this technique worked. Iris and Shirley and entranced many, many people in a similar fashion.

"Feels so good to relax, feels so good to know you're going to relax and feel even better. The more you relax the better you feel. The better you feel the more you relax. Knowing you're relaxing makes you feel even better so you can relax even more so you can feel even better." Bev blinked again, trying to follow what Shirley was saying, while at the same time trying to understand what Iris was whispering about behind her. Her shoulders felt so warm and relaxed, as if all the muscles were sleeping quietly. Where had that thought come from?

"Look at me as you relax. Relaxing makes it easier to look at me and looking at me makes it easier to relax and relaxing makes you feel better and feeling better makes you want to look at me. As you relax even deeper you look deeper into my eyes. As you look deeper into my eyes you relax even deeper. As you relax even deeper you look deeper into my eyes. As you look deeper into my eyes you feel even better. As you feel even better you relax more and more and look deeper and deeper into my eyes. Deeper and deeper. Deeper and deeper."

Bev's lips were already parted, and her head was tilting to one side. Iris was gently squeezing a bit harder now, kneading the shoulder muscles, which were becoming soft and flaccid. Shirley was still holding Bev's hands, and could feel that her grip was softening as well. The poor girl had no idea what to do, who to listen to. So she was doing exactly what she was supposed to do - go into trance. Iris's quiet whispers were having more of an affect than Bev realized, and it was time to point that out to the dazed girl. The next few moments were where most people usually gave up and slipped into hypnosis.

"And as you go deeper into my eyes, deeper into relaxation, you also hear another voice, soft and far away, a soothing, calming voice. You now understand that that voice has hypnotized you, sent you into a deep hypnotic trance, as I held your hands and gazed deeper and deeper into your eyes while you relaxed more and more and went deeper and deeper. Deeper and deeper. So deeply relaxed, so deeply hypnotized by the soft voice. Go deeper now, deeper and deeper into hypnosis, Beverly."

Bev blinked again, just once, and a faintly puzzled expression formed on her face. How odd, she thought slowly. The other voice had hypnotized her? Already? Oh my...

Shirley smiled as the puzzled look vanished and Beverly's eyes glazed over. Beverly sat gaping at Shirley, still held captive by her eyes, utterly overwhelmed by the potent combination of eyes, hands, voices - and her own confusion. Iris and Shirley had added to that confusion until it became too much for Bev's mind to deal with.

"Very good, Beverly, very good, you went into hypnosis so easily, so deeply, and you know deep inside that every time Iris or I hypnotize you you will go even deeper, even more easily. Every time you are hypnotized it will feel better and better. That is why you are here, to feel better and better, so it will be very easy for you to sink deep, deep, into hypnosis more and more easily every time Iris or I hypnotize you. It feels so good to be so deeply hypnotized, and to know that every word I say, every word Iris says, every breath that you take, sends you deeper and deeper into hypnosis. So deeply hypnotized, feeling so good, so good."

Bev's body had gone limp and was now slumped back in the chair. Iris was still behind her, more or less holding her head up so her still-open eyes could remain fixed upon Shirley's.

"You are doing so well, Beverly. So well. So deeply hypnotized, still looking deep into my eyes. In a moment I am going to snap my fingers, and when I do, two things will happen. Your eyes will close instantly, and your right hand will become very, very light. As your eyes remain closed, the eyelids relaxing deeply, your right hand will lighter and lighter. Every beat of your heart will make your right hand lighter and lighter, and it will float easily and comfortably up into the air, all by itself."

Behind Beverly, Iris snapped her fingers sharply. Shirley was still holding Bev's hands, but Beverly was no longer aware of that, and had no idea who snapped what fingers. Her eyes closed immediately, and Shirley felt Bev's right hand twitching. With a wink at Iris, she lifted her own left hand ever so slightly, thus causing Bev's right hand to move upward more. "Deeper and deeper, lighter and lighter", she whispered, as Bev's hand began to move on its own. Shirley gently removed her hand from Beverly's and watched with a smile as the girl's hand drifted slowly up into the air. "Deeper and deeper", she repeated, her eyes glowing. "Deeper and deeper. Lighter and lighter." Bev's arm gradually rose until it was pointing straight up. Shirley looked at Iris, who nodded and leaned close to Shirley's ear.

"Time for the next step, it seems?", she whispered. Shirley nodded.

"Deeper and deeper, knowing that you can be hypnotized quickly, easily, deeply. Every time you are hypnotized you go into trance more easily. Every time you are hypnotized you go deeper. Every time you are hypnotized your ability to carry out suggestions doubles. Every time deeper. Every time quicker. Every time more willing. Every time. Every time."

"In a moment you're going to come out of hypnosis. You will notice your arm high in the air, and you will know how it got there. You will also notice that it is impossible for you to move that arm. It will remain there, floating effortlessly in the air, until I allow it to move again. The snap of my fingers will awaken you." Shirley waited a few seconds then snapped her fingers. Beverly's eyelids moved, then slowly opened. She sat loosely in the chair, head hanging to one side, arm thrust upward. Her eyes eventually focused on Shirley and Iris, and slowly a smile formed on her lips.

"Wow", she whispered after swallowing several times. Her eyes moved to her arm, floating in the air beside her, and her smile grew. "Wow", she repeated softly. Struggling to sit upright, she grinned as she realized her arm really was going to stay up there. She looked at Shirley quizzically.

"That was really something. The way you two... ganged up on me, so to speak. I had no idea what was going on. I mean, I did, but... I just sort of... got lost.. trying to follow you... or something. Damn, I don't know." Beverly laughed with glee. This was going to be all right, she decided.

"Honey, if you think we ganged up on you there, just wait until you feel two tongues between your legs", Iris said, licking her lips. Bev froze, her face quickly reddening. Shirley stood, motioning for Bev to do the same.

"We're going to be ganging up on you all day", Shirley said. "There will be times when you will suddenly find yourself somewhere other than where you thought you were. There will be times you have no idea where you are. There will be times you find yourself screaming with pleasure. There will be times when you're so relaxed you can't even speak." Bev nodded slowly, beginning to understand, just a bit, what was possible here. "By the way, your arm is back to normal now, you can move it", Shirley added.

Bev giggled as her arm fell to her side. "Wow", she said, her eyes shining. "This is gonna be something."

"Take your clothes off, please", Iris said. "Just leave them there on the chair. They'll be fine."

Bev paused, her eyes widening for a moment, then grinned. It made perfect sense to undress, since the object of her visit was sexual bliss. Without argument or further ado, Beverly stripped naked.

Not bad, Iris thought, not bad at all. With a nod from Shirley, she moved closer to Beverly, who was doing the same. Bev found herself between the two, with one on each side.

Reaching out, Shirley placed one hand on Beverly's abdomen, the other in the small of her back. Iris placed one hand on her arm, the other on the back of her neck. Bev inhaled sharply and grinned, her face reddening again.

"Relax", Iris whispered as she began to massage Bev's neck. "Just relax and enjoy. That's all you have to do here, relax and enjoy. Relax and enjoy. Relax deeper, enjoy deeper. Deeper and deeper." As she spoke, her hands were moving, slowly, gently, stroking. Shirley, too, was caressing the girl, her warm soft hands gliding easily over the panting girl's skin. Bev's head turned from side to side, looking at one woman then the other. "Close your eyes and relax deeper", Iris whispered.

With a wide grin, Bev closed her eyes, savoring the gentle touch of the two women. She felt strangely calm, almost as if she were already... hypnotized? Was she hypnotized? After all, Shirley - or someone - had said it would be easier now...

"Deeper", Iris whispered, seeing Bev's brow furrowing in thought. "Let go, relax and go deeper. Deeper and deeper, relax and enjoy, relax deeper, enjoy deeper. Deeper and deeper. Let go now. Now. Deeper now." Both women continued massaging Beverly, not in a sexual manner, but in a soothing way. Bev felt herself melting again.

Deeper. Then I must be hypnotized, Bev thought fleetingly, just before actually sinking into trance. Iris watched the girl's facial muscles loosen and go slack.

"Very good, Beverly, very good, you went into hypnosis so easily, so deeply, and you know deep inside that every time Shirley or I hypnotize you you will go even deeper, even more easily. Every time you are hypnotized it will feel better and better. That is why you are here, to feel better and better, so it will be very easy for you to sink deep, deep, into hypnosis more and more easily every time Shirley or I hypnotize you. It feels so good to be so deeply hypnotized, and to know that every word I say, every word Shirley says, every breath that you take, sends you deeper and deeper into hypnosis. So deeply hypnotized, feeling so good, so good." The words were exactly those spoke by Shirley a short time ago, and some dim recess of Bev's mind knew she had heard those same words before. Hearing them again made them even more effective.

"In a moment you're going to come out of hypnosis. You will notice how totally relaxed you are. You will feel hands on your body, and you will find that you are much more aware of the physical contact. Your sense of touch will be heightened, you will be very aware of every contact with your body. Your sense of touch is magnified, increased tremendously. A brush of a finger will be incredibly sensuous. A kiss will be intensely pleasurable. Every physical sensation will be heightened, and you will find the experience extremely satisfying. The snap of my fingers will awaken you." Iris snapped her fingers quickly, and Bev's eyes popped open.

Before the dazed girl regained her senses, Shirley slid her hand up to Bev's breast and batted her fingers over the nipple. Bev gasped and shuddered, her eyes widening.

"Oh... Oh... Jesus...", she stammered, staring at Shirley in shock.

"Honey - you ain't seen nothing yet", Shirley replied with a smile.

Iris leaned over and took Bev's other nipple in her mouth. Bev's knees almost gave way, and Shirley had to keep her from falling. Iris kept licking, sucking, teasing the nipple, and within seconds, Bev was moaning and squirming. When Shirley closed her thumb and index finger around her other nipple, Bev's moans grew even louder. Shirley moved around Bev and placed her fingers on the whimpering girl's temples. Rubbing softly as Iris continued sucking Bev's nipple, Shirley spoke softly.

"It's so easy to go into hypnosis, Beverly. Every time easier, every time deeper. Just like now. So easily, so deeply. You feel yourself sinking even though you don't want the pleasure to end. It won't end, Beverly. The quicker you go into trance, the deeper you go into trance, the more the pleasure will increase. Let go, Beverly. Feel it happening, feel yourself sinking deeper and deeper, relaxing, sinking, letting go... letting go..."

Bev's moans were becoming fainter, finally quieting altogether. She stood there, with Iris's lips still around her nipple and Shirley's hands still caressing her temples, utterly enthralled.

"Very good, Beverly, very good, you went into hypnosis so easily, so deeply, and you know deep inside that every time Iris or I hypnotize you you will go even deeper, even more easily. Every time you are hypnotized it will feel better and better. That is why you are here, to feel better and better, so it will be very easy for you to sink deep, deep, into hypnosis more and more easily every time Iris or I hypnotize you. It feels so good to be so deeply hypnotized, and to know that every word I say, every word Iris says, every breath that you take, sends you deeper and deeper into hypnosis. So deeply hypnotized, feeling so good, so good."

The same words, and they sank deep, deep into Beverly's wide-open mind. She was spinning, down, down, sinking deeper and deeper into hypnosis. Shirley's voice seemed a thousand miles away - or was it Iris's?

Shirley snapped her fingers. Bev's eyes opened, and once they focused she spent a moment wondering where she was.

She was, in fact, in the bedroom, lying on the bed. No - not on the bed. Only her head was on the bed. The rest of her was... was... where?

A voice from behind her answered her question. "You'll enjoy this, Beverly. You're experiencing what's called, among other things, hypnotic rigidity, or paralysis. In other words, you can't move. For your information, your head is on the bed, and each foot is on a chair. The chairs, by the way, are about four feet apart. In between is - nothing. Your body is suspended between the chairs and the bed. You've probably seen it on TV or somewhere. But what we do from here", Iris added, "won't be seen on any TV anywhere."

Bev now saw Shirley coming to stand - no, KNEEL - between her legs. The touch of Shirley's hands on the insides of her thighs sent chills up and down her spine, chills increased by previous suggestions. She felt Shirley's cheek rubbing against her thigh and would have shuddered if she could have. Her body was utterly immobile, completely paralyzed - and yet every nerve was still extremely sensitive.

Iris now appeared in her field of view. She climbed up onto Bev's midriff, actually siting on her stomach. Bev thought it strange, and more than a bit arousing, that she didn't really even feel the weight as Iris sat right down and made herself comfortable. She DID, however, feel Iris's soft ass and wet pussy rubbing against her. Bev idly wondered where the latex had gone, but a quick brush of Shirley's tongue against her flesh put a stop to that passing curiosity.

There was no way to react, Bev thought wildly, as Shirley's tongue parted her pink folds. She couldn't talk, couldn't moan, couldn't scream, couldn't move.. In fact, she could do nothing at all - nothing except feel it. Enjoy it. Experience it.

A smiling Iris leaned over and once again took Bev's nipple in her mouth. At the same instant, Shirley's tongue found her clit, and rational thought became impossible.

The rest of the afternoon passed quickly. Shirley had been right, Bev now knew. There had been times she hadn't known where she was. There had been times - many of them - when she had screamed. There had been times she could not speak. The day had dissolved into a hazy dream of pure bliss and relaxation.

Bev was still tingling after she showered. Shirley and Iris were waiting for her outside the bathroom, and helped her dress when she had dried off. Sharp teeth nipping one last time at her throat and strong fingers closing around her nipple one last time made it clear to Bev that at least some of the hypnotic suggestions she had been given were still very much in effect, and she moaned with pleasure.

Shirley stopped her as they walked out of the suite. "Bev, if you only remember one thing about today, I want it to be this." She paused, and Bev looked at her expectantly. Shirley smiled and whispered, "This was only the First-Time Special. This was only the beginning."

That thought took Bev's breath away, and she was very quiet as they went back up the elevator. One last kiss from each woman, and Bev found herself in yet another room - and there was Rhonda. Bev let out a yelp, ran to her startled friend, threw her arms around her, and kissed her full on the lips.

"Thank you, thank you, thank you, thank you, thank you", Be said excitedly, as soon as Rhonda had extricated herself from her arms. At the same time she was shaking like a leaf, because, as Iris had pointed out, the hypnotically heightened sensations would last until she left the building. Kissing Rhonda had soaked the fresh panties she had put on after her shower. From the look on Rhonda's face, her panties had suddenly gotten a bit damp as well. Rhonda blinked, clearly trying to get control of herself.

"Um... You're welcome. I'm, um, glad you enjoyed it. I sure as hell did. God, those guys are really something. Jesus." Rhonda shook her head at the memories, then straightened, took a deep breath, and asked, "Ready to go?"

Bev hesitated, wondering what would happen if she masturbated right there, while she was still inside the building. Unobtrusively, she slid her hand between her legs and rubbed hard through her slacks against her crotch, just once. The sensation left her gasping for air, but something Rhonda had said didn't make sense... Then it came to her.

"Guys?", she panted, deciding she'd better leave while she could. Taking Rhonda's hand, she led her to the door.

"Yeah. Guys. Three of them. Jesus, what a day this has been."

"Three guys? God, you must be sore as hell!"

Rhonda laughed as they stepped outside into the cool evening air. She paused, inhaling deeply, and exhaled slowly. "No. I'm too high to be sore. I usually am the next day though, a bit. They have ways of minimizing the discomfort, but they don't publicize them", she added with a grin. As they got into Rhonda's car, Bev was wondering if Iris or Shirley had planted any suggestions she didn't know about. Somehow she was sure they had, and yet she was also sure that there was nothing to worry about.

The drive home was quiet, both women lost in their own thoughts. As Rhonda parked in front of Bev's apartment, she shut the car off and looked at her friend. "You ought to try a guy next time. Just to experiment. I've had girls and guys, and once I had both at the same time. That was wild", she said with a laugh. "Jesus, I thought I was gonna explode. No one can lick my clit like a woman, but no woman can bury a fake cock in my ass like a guy can bury a real one. Having both at once, in addition to the... um... hypnosis... it was unreal."

Bev nodded, wondering what her next visit to Ecstasy, Inc. would bring. Then she laughed, realizing that somehow she had bypassed the actual decision to go again.

They said goodbye, but as Bev got out, Rhonda called to her.

"Hey, Bev - listen. The first visit, they always give you a present. There's no way of telling what it is. So just - be ready. OK?" Bev nodded, puzzled, and Rhonda drove off.

As she climbed into bed that night, Bev wondered what Rhonda had meant about a present. A discount coupon in the mail? But why the caution to 'be ready'? As she lay there pondering, the phone rang. Frowning, Bev picked up the receiver.

"Hello?"

"Six one two five seven." The phone went dead. Irritated, Bev hung up the phone and lay back down.

The instant her head hit the pillow she realized the truth. It came from deep within her, not from her clit, not from her breasts, not from any physical part of her body. She felt it growing, felt it rising, knew instinctively there was no way to stop it. Smiling, she closed her eyes and let it happen, let it wash over her, surrendering to it totally. When it finally hit, she abandoned herself to the ecstasy. The hypnotic recreation of one of her recent orgasms was quite a present, she thought between screams.