There really was a market for this kind of thing, my agent said. There were even places in the internet that talked about it. So why not make a movie, a REAL movie, about it? After all, one of the main complaints from all the internet people was that most of what was now available was faked.

So I agreed. The money was average, but the idea sort of appealed to me in a strange, almost sinister way.

The arrangements were made. My next film would be a sex flick, as always, but this time, there would be an added element. I, and most of the rest of the cast, was to be hypnotized. Really hypnotized, not just looking dazed and talking in a monotone.

I got a surprise when I asked my agent for a copy of whatever they were going to use for a script. He hesitated for a moment and then said that there wasn't one. He quickly added that everything would be made clear to me on the first day of shooting. I let it go at that, figuring that there would be many things on this film that didn't go as they usually did.

It was to be an all-girl picture, which are actually my favorites. Sure, I like to work with the guys, but the feel of a woman's flesh against mine is a lot more sensuous.

The film was to be shot over four days. We would actually be on location for five, however. The first day would be spent being hypnotized several times by a professional hypnotist. That promised to be a lot of fun, I thought, although I was still a bit nervous.

When I arrived, however, and met the cast and crew, my nervousness vanished at once. I'd worked with all of them before on various things, and we were like a little family. The one person I was not familiar with was the woman who had been hired to hypnotize me.

She was about ten years older than me, in her mid thirties. Rather short black hair, startling blue eyes, very well-built. I grinned, wondering if the woman knew she was being checked out by a porn starlet. She wore a blue skirt and white top, which barely succeeded in hiding her large, lucious-looking breasts.

I sat down with the woman and five other girls to talk about what was going to happen. She would hypnotize us, one by one. Then we would all be hypnotized together, several times if necessary. Each time, she would give us commands that would enable us to enter a trance while on camera and still function more or less normally. Grinning, she added that the effects did not wear off. In other words, we would be able to go into hypnosis in the future as well. I started squirming around a bit, imagining the things I could do with my mind and body while making love hypnotized. The other girls were blushing and shifting about as well.

This was going to be fun, I decided.

The woman informed us of the times we were to report to her room. The filming was being done in a motel that the company had acquired for the shoot. I was to go next to last, and spent the morning chatting with the crew as they got things set up.

When my time came, I found that my stomach was all knotted up as I knocked on her door. I guess deep down I was still a bit uneasy about this hypnosis thing.

The woman, who's name was Claire, quickly put my mind at ease as I sat down in her room.

"Lila, you've never been hypnotized, have you?"

"No", I said, wondering what it felt like. My palms were quite sweaty, I noticed. I've made love to man and women on camera before, seen my naked body splashed across a forty foot movie screen, and not been the least bit nervous. Why was I now?

"There's nothing to it, really. Let's try a little experiment, shall we? Just hold your arms out in front of you, palms down."

Puzzled, I did as she instructed. I felt rather like one of those hypnotized zombies in old B-movies, and had to laugh as I wondered if that was exactly what my role was to be.

"Now, do you see that fire alarm on the wall up there? Yes, that's the one. You just look at that and listen to me for a few minutes. We'll do something that will show you there's no reason to be nervous. All the other girls so far have responded quite well to this test, and to hypnosis as well. I think you'll do even better than they did."

Blushing, grinning stupidly, I sat there with my arms stuck out, staring at the damn fire alarm. It was on the wall opposite me, right up by the ceiling. I tilted my head back a bit for a better view.

"Lila, just keep your head straight and look up at the fire alarm. There, that's a girl", she said as I tipped my head back down, my eyes gazing upward at the little box on the wall.

"And now, Lila, think of your arms, stretching out in front of you. Think of your left arm, don't pay any attention at all to your right arm for now. Think about your left arm. Keep your eyes on the fire alarm", she added as I glanced down at my arm, blinking. My eyes were starting to water a bit, I noticed as I looked back up.

"Feel the tension in your left arm, feel the muscles working to keep your arm out there in the air. Feel them, feel the muscles stretching and straining, trying to keep your arm hovering in the air. It gets hard after a while, doesn't it, Lila?"

"Um...yeah...", I said, my eyes fixed upon the alarm. They were watering more now, and were beginning to sting a bit.

"Yes, so hard. So hard to keep your left arm out in front of you, the muscles have to work so hard to keep your left arm, your heavy, heavy left arm up in the air. So heavy, so heavy, and the muscles have to work so very very hard. So very hard, and your left arm is so heavy, so heavy."

This was getting hard, all right. My arm felt like a lead weight, and seemed to be getting heavier as she spoke. I was squinting at the fire alarm, trying to keep my eyes from stinging by blinking rapidly.

Her voice seemed different somehow, softer, more gentle. As I sat there, I listened closely, waiting for her to tell me that I could look away or close my eyes or drop my arm or something. There just seemed to be so much going on.

"Heavy, so heavy. Left arm, heavier and heavier. So hard to keep it up in the air. So hard, so very hard. And, Lila, you might even become aware of the fact that your left arm, your heavy, heavy left arm is slowly, very slowly, sinking down, down, heavier and heavier. So heavy, sinking down, down slowly and effortlessly."

I stared at the fire alarm. My arm was so heavy, it was so incredibly hard to keep it stuck out there like that. It HAD to sink down, there was no longer any way for me to hold it up. Too heavy. Too heavy.

My arm dipped a bit. My eyes remained focused on the fire alarm.

"And now, Lila, as you feel your left arm sinking down, down, so very, very heavy, you now realize that your right arm is becoming lighter and lighter. So light, so very light, it floats effortlessly in the air, as easily and lightly as a feather. So light, so free, so effortless, your right arm begins to drift upward. Right arm lighter and lighter, higher and higher. Left arm heavier and heavier, sinking deeper, sinking deeper."

I gave up trying to follow what she was saying. I stared at the alarm, hearing her voice, no longer able to keep up with the conflicting sensations from my arms. One seemed heavy, and was sinking deeper. The other seemed light, and was floating freely. As I sat there, staring at the alarm, my left arm slowly dropped down to my lap as my right arm slowly moved upward until it pointed at the ceiling.

"Very good, Lila", Claire said softly. "You will indeed find it very easy to enter hypnosis. If you would like to EXPERIENCE HYPNOSIS RIGHT NOW, all you have to do is take a nice deep breath and allow your eyes to gently close down. As you exhale, you will feel yourself sinking into a deep, deep state of hypnosis, listening only to my voice, hearing only my voice, paying attention only to my voice. Lila, you may EXPERIENCE HYPNOSIS RIGHT NOW."

Finally. I could close my eyes. I inhaled gently, easily, and as I exhaled, my eyelids closed all by themselves. And there I sat, totally relaxed, totally intent on her voice, even forgetting that my right arm was still pointed straight up.

She spoke, and my right arm slowly sank down, deeper and deeper, until it, too, rested in my lap. I felt wonderful, a warm, cozy feeling of utter contentment, total relaxation. This was fantastic.

I sat there, lost in this world of calmness, as her voice washed over me. All too soon, I felt a sensation like coming up from underwater. My eyes opened slowly, finally coming to rest on Claire, who stood next to me.

Very quickly, I found I could not talk. My mouth felt as if it was filled with cotton. My body was heavy, limp, and yet felt totally energized.

She grinned as she handed me a glass of water.

"How was it?"

I gulped down the water gratefully. "Unreal", I then said. "I mean, you know what I do for a living, and I get to feel pretty good, but that felt - better, I guess, in some ways - than any orgasm."

She helped me to my feet and ushered me to her door. I moved slowly, as if floating on air. This really was fantastic.

"One more, and then we'll all meet back here at two thirty. Be on time, OK?"

There was no way in hell I would be late, and I said so.

I spent the better part of the next hour in the room I was sharing with Felicia, the girl who Claire was at this very moment hypnotizing. I lay on the bed imagining myself totally relaxed. Hypnotized. For a while, I forgot all about the film, I was so wrapped up in my thoughts of hypnosis.

At five minutes to two, I hurried to Claire's room. It seemed I wasn't the only one eager to be hypnotized again. I was the last on there.

Six female porn stars sat in a hotel room with a lady hypnotist. That in itself would be a hell of an idea for a movie, I decided, and then found myself wondering if that really was the plot. None of the other girls had seen a script either, and the director wasn't due until it was time to shoot the next day.

"Welcome back", she said with an impish grin. We chorused our greetings, obviously hoping she would quickly get down to business.

I sat on the edge of the bed with four of the others. The first two girls had taken the only chairs. We all waited expectantly, none of really knowing when or how she would entrance us this time.

Claire looked around, still smiling. Her gaze came to rest upon each of us in turn for a moment, then moved on. When she looked at me, I grinned and blushed fiercely.

Claire turned her attention to Amber, who sat on the bed to my left.

"Amber, would you stand up and come over here please?"

Her face crimson, and yet wearing a huge grin, Amber quickly stood and hurried to stand beside Claire.

"How do you think things went this morning?", Claire asked.

"That was so much fun. This is going to be a fun flick to work on."

"Would you tell the others how you were hypnotized?"

Amber's eyes darted around the room, her face flaring. It was funny. That girl has had her tongue buried in my pussy more times than I can count, and yet she seemed embarrassed to talk about being hypnotized. She spoke slowly, nervously.

"Um...well...you asked me to close my eyes...and count backward... while you talked...I think you were counting too...but the other way...After a while I got confused...I didn't...couldn't remember what number I was on... and that was the last thing I remember until I - woke up."

Wow. Claire had more than one hypnotic trick up her sleeve.

"Did you enjoy yourself?"

"Oh, yeah. When I woke up I felt great."

"And do you want to be hypnotized again?"

"YES! I mean, yeah, yes, I do."

Claire nodded, smiling gently.

"Then, Amber, you may EXPERIENCE HYPNOSIS RIGHT NOW."

Amber's eyes opened wide for a split second. Her mouth opened as if to say something, but she didn't have a chance. Her eyes slammed shut and her body seemed to deflate. Still upright, she nonetheless looked - relaxed.

Claire smiled at our stunned expressions.

"Now, I realize that this isn't quite what you want on the set", she said. None of us looked at her. Our eyes were riveted upon Amber's sleeping form.

"I mean, you can't very well make love like that, can you?"

Someone chuckled. The rest of us burst out laughing, and a few of us even applauded. Claire knew her stuff, that was for sure.

"So here's what we do", she continued. She leaned over and began whispering in Amber's ear. Amber stood there, seemingly oblivious to her surroundings, as Claire whispered to her. After a few moments, Claire backed away and told Amber to open her eyes.

She did. She blinked a few times and looked around slowly. I imagined myself doing the same thing after awakening earlier. Amber saw Claire and the rest of us grinning, and smiled herself.

"What's so funny?", she asked.

"Amber, would you hold your arm out, please?"

Looking puzzled, she did.

"Now, Amber, no matter how hard you try, you cannot move your arm until - until Lila kisses you. Your arm is like a steel bar, you can't move it, it won't budge an inch. Try if you want."

The look on Amber's face was priceless. Disbelief, followed by growing concern, then slight panic.

"HOLY SHIT!", she yelled. Her arm remained rigid and unmoving.

"Holly, would you care to move Amber's arm?"

Holly jumped to her feet and grabbed Amber's hand. She pushed and pulled and twisted and turned. Amber had to move this way and that to keep her balance, because that arm would not move.

"Jesus", Holly whispered, finally giving up.

"Imagine putting your feet on two chairs", Claire said, "and your head on another. Imagine nothing supporting you otherwise. Imagine your body rigid, paralyzed, while a lovely young woman or handsome stud climbs all over you and does things you never thought possible."

From the look on Amber's face as she stared at her arm, she was imaging things just like that.

"Holy shit", she whispered again.

Claire looked at us again.

"I chose Amber for this demonstration because, to be honest, she was the LEAST responsive of all of you. If SHE can do this, imagine what YOU will be able to do."

I'll bet my face looked just like Amber's at that point. I was imagining for all I was worth.

"Lila?"

Startled out of my private fantasy, I looked at Claire.

"Yeah?"

"I believe you hold the key for Amber's release?"

"Huh? Key? Oh - oh, yeah, a kiss. Just like a fairy tale", I said, laughing. I stood and moved closer to Amber, who watched me expectantly, licking her lips. I'd tasted those lips many times.

I put my arms around her neck and pulled her close to me, but paused just as our lips were about to meet. I stared into her eyes, grinning.

"I have the power", I whispered playfully.

"Shut up and kiss me", she answered romantically.

I was giggling so hard that it wasn't really much of a kiss, but it was enough to release amber from her hypnotic bonds. Her arm dropped to her side, and she stood there for a moment flexing it.

"That's something I should warn you about. Anything is possible, but your body WILL remember - even if your mind doesn't", Claire finished with a sly grin.

"And now, ladies, if you'd look this way, please."

We turned to her, wondering what was next. She said something, I have no idea what, and my eyes instantly closed. That same wonderful feeling of calmness washed over me, as did her voice. Deeply hypnotized, we allowed Claire to guide us deeper, to condition our minds. To teach us. I heard the words but paid no heed, somehow knowing I could just relax and everything would happen all by itself.

Again, it seemed like I had just fallen asleep when it was time to awaken. The six of us sat there, grinning at each other with flushed faces. Damn, I loved being hypnotized.

Claire had water ready for us, and before long we were chatting about our memories, or lack of, our most recent hypnotic experience. Claire excused herself to the bathroom for a moment, returning several minutes later looking quite different.

Gone was the skirt and blouse. Our hypnotist now wore several black leather straps, which hid nothing. Holding them together were a series of shiny chrome rings. I recalled having worn a similar outfit, for a few minutes at least, in a light bondage flick I'd done a year or so before.

"You've had your lessons, ladies. It's time to see if you pass the test."

Her voice was almost stern, yet still somehow soothing. I could trust her, I knew inside. Trust her.

"Lila, come here please."

Without hesitation, I did.

"Undress."

Within seconds, my clothes lay in a heap on the floor. Out of the corner of my eye I saw Daria slipping her hand inside her jeans.

"Bend over. Put your hands on the floor at shoulder width."

Puzzled, I did as I was told.

"Relax."

Claire went around behind me. I felt her take hold of my legs, pulling on them. I gasped as my arms wavered.

"Steady, steady. Relax and let me do this."

A moment later, I was standing on my hands as Claire held my legs in the air. I felt her hands on my calves, felt her spreading my legs apart, until my body formed a "Y".

"Lila, listen to me. Your body is rigid, motionless. Your arms are like bridge supports, your legs like the upper workings of a bridge. You cannot move or the bridge will fall. You will find that you can maintain your balance easily, automatically, as you remain effortlessly in this position."

She let go of me.

And I stayed right there.

"Holy shit...."

I felt her hands at my crotch, felt her finger slipping easily over my throbbing clit.

"Holy SHIT...."

I felt warm breath against my pussy, felt fingers roaming through my pubic hair. Felt the wonderful sensation of a tongue against my clit.

"HOLY SHIT...."

And I stayed perfectly still, upside down, my legs spread wide, as Claire ate me out. That woman, that hypnotist, licked and sucked and nibbled until I came. And then until I came again, and again.

Gasping, panting, I remained upside down, feeling quite dizzy. Claire moved away from me, giving me a chance to recover somewhat. Or maybe not.

"Anyone hungry?", she asked the others.

I peered back as well as I could to see all five of my cohorts lined up to have a little snack at my open snack bar. I have no idea how long I stayed in that position, upside down, legs spread, as my friends took a shot at my exposed cunt.

It is quite impossible to give an accurate count of how many times I came. The number was quite high, I know. When the last girl, who happened to be my roommate Felicia, sat down with a damp face, Claire released me from her spell and helped me into a more-or-less upright position.

"God DAMN. That was incredible", I stammered. The others, grinning, licking my juices from their faces, nodded agreement.

"Look here, ladies."

We should have known better, but even if we knew what was coming, I think we would have gone along anyway. We looked. She spoke.

There was nothing.

The next day, filming started right on time. There was still no script, and I noticed Claire hovering around the director all morning. She seemed to be directing him, sort of.

We six ladies had a ball. Or maybe a clit, as it were. We each had five, to be precise, and more than once, and more than one at a time. When the camera was actually rolling, Claire stood beside the set, whispering to us. Our minds and bodies followed her suggestions, and the result was some of the most incredible acts ever performed on camera. The positions we assumed, and maintained, were beyond my wildest imagination. The sensations seemed to increase somehow, each climax multiplied exponentially as the day went on. By the time shooting ended late in the afternoon, six exhausted girls staggered away from the set, back to our room to clean up.

The next four days were the same. With Claire's hypnotic coaching, we put on a show that was sure to dazzle anyone. Even the cameramen, normally somewhat reserved, were rubbing themselves through their pants as their cameras whirred away.

It was the best five days of my career. We had more fun, more actual fun, than any other film I've ever worked on.

At the end of the fourth day of shooting, I was quite sad to hear the director yell, "CUT! THAT'S A WRAP! TAKE IT DOWN!"

Filming was over.

Sadly, we girls drifted back to our rooms to get ready for the wrap party. We all knew we'd never again experience anything like this.

At the wrap party, Claire stood up and said she wanted to say a few things. I sat up straight and listened closely, as did the others.

"Ladies and gentlemen, I've enjoyed myself this week. I hope you have too. I think your film will be an unqualified success - after they dub my jabbering out of it."

We all laughed. Claire's hypnotic suggestions had been picked up by the mikes, no matter how quiet she had tried to be. A lot of the film would just have a music track run over it anyway, but some dialog would have to be redone. No big deal, because they probably wouldn't even use our own voices. No one who watched porn movies was likely to notice those little details.

"I just want to remind you of something. The abilities you've gained this week will remain with you. You will learn to use them, you will find that it becomes quite natural after a while. I think you'll enjoy having the power over your minds and bodies that you now posses."

We clapped and cheered, and I, for one, was already imagining the things I was going to try.

"There's just one more thing. I've always wanted to do something like this but professional decorum has always prevented it. Here, however, I think I can at last let my fantasies run rampant."

"You all have heard how people won't do something under hypnosis that they wouldn't do normally. That's true, for the most part, and it also explains why I'm quite confident of what I'm about to do."

We looked at her expectantly, wondering what she had up her sleeve.

"Will the girls come up here, please?"

We rose to our feet and paraded up to the front of the room. She asked us to stand in a line, which we did. I was quite hot, just knowing she had to have something erotic in mind.

Claire looked at us and smiled that smile again. Then, she began undressing, very slowly and teasingly. It occurred to me that while I'd seen her wearing that almost-nothing leather outfit, I'd never seen her naked. That soon changed.

Claire stood in the front of the room, in front of the entire cast and crew, totally nude. I was quite aroused now, wondering what she was going to do next and rather hoping it was me.

She spoke again, her voice raw with passion.

"I've had dreams about doing something like this. Having a bunch of hot sexy women willing to obey me. You girls know you can trust me. You've trusted me all week. I'd like you to trust me one more time."

I found myself nodding my head. Of course I trusted her! I noticed the others nodding as well. Claire smiled broadly.

"Thank you for making MY dreams come true. Amber, you may EXPERIENCE HYPNOSIS RIGHT NOW."

Amber, who was first in line closest to Claire, instantly sank into a deep trance. Claire, her face glowing, walked over and whispered in the mesmerized woman's ear. The rest of us held our breath and watched.

Amber's eyes opened. Slowly, she sank down to her knees, her face right in Claire's crotch. She stared up, her eyes fixed upon Claire's. Gazing entranced into the hypnotist's eyes, Amber's tongue separated Claire's folds and found its mark. Claire moaned softly, her eyes holding Amber's easily.

Totally enthralled, Amber brought Claire to several climaxes. Then Claire, her body now coated with a film of perspiration, awakened Amber and told her to stand up again. Amber stood there, blinking, grinning, licking Claire's juices from her face.

Claire kissed Amber once on the lips and turned her attention to the next girl in line.

"Holly, you may EXPERIENCE HYPNOSIS RIGHT NOW."

Some time later, it was my turn. Claire winked at me as she spoke, and my eyes closed and I drifted off into another place, I was smiling. Claire's voice was my whole world, and then my eyes opened to find a sodden mass of pubic hair before me. The scent was intense, and the taste was sensational. Her sounds of pleasure seemed to send me even deeper under her control, a control which I knew I had willingly given. I trusted her.

All too soon, as always, it was time to come back to reality. I stood up, glad I had pleased her, savoring her taste on my lips. I watched, feeling almost jealous, as she entranced the next girl in line, Felicia.

I noticed that no one had left. Every member of the crew was still there, watching intently. A few were even openly rubbing themselves as they watched Claire being satisfied by a series of hypnotized porn starlets.

Claire finished with Felicia as we all watched. She then stood in front of us again, smiling happily, her body covered with beads of sweat, her cheeks flushing brightly.

"God, that was good", she said, her voice breaking. "Thank you, ladies. An overly sexed exhibitionist hypnotherapist. If my other clients only knew", she added, laughing.

All six of us started talking at once, thanking her, saying how sorry we were that it was over. But it wasn't, not yet.

"All of you, EXPERIENCE HYPNOSIS RIGHT NOW."

I sank instantly into a wonderful trance and waited for her voice.

When I awoke, i found it a bit odd that I had no memory of what she had said this time. She was looking at us, grinning wickedly. I gazed back at her hungrily, and the growing fire inside me flared to life.

It seemed to hit us all at once. Six horny porn starlets stripped naked in no time at all. Six nude women reached out and grabbed whatever was closest. Six naked actresses and one naked hypnotist tumbled to the floor in a tangled orgy of arms and legs and fingers and tongues. I did not feel like I was in a trance, really, but it seemed like anything that touched me, no matter what it was or where it touched, sent a shiver of pure bliss up my spine.

Several members of the crew couldn't take it any more. They stood, stripped, and joined us. I never knew, when my hand reached out, whether I would find a breast or a clit or a cock. And I didn't care.

No cameras were running, which was a shame. This was the best orgy I'd ever been a part of, and it wasn't even staged.

As my mind reacted to yet another intense climax, I laughed aloud.

With the abilities that Claire had given us, our films would never be the same again.