Madame Zoe looked at the woman sitting at the table and grinned to herself. Early thirties, long, straight blonde hair, and large breasts. Her husband wasn't too bad either, slightly older, muscular, with short sandy-colored hair. It would certainly be an entertaining night, she thought to herself.

They were all seated at the small round table, spaced evenly apart. Madame was silent, watching them, and they glanced at her, then each other, then back at her. Waiting.

"Yes, I will hypnotize you", she finally said softly. "I will place you both in trance and allow you to experience it together." That wasn't all they would experience, and not all of it would be together, she didn't add. The guy was obviously nervous, the woman was obviously excited. Madame wondered if the male's nervousness had anything to do with the prospect of being hypnotized by a stunningly beautiful woman, which Madame, not humbly, knew she was.

And that question made her wonder about the woman's excitement. Was it just because she was going to be hypnotized, or was it because she was going to be hypnotized by a stunningly beautiful woman?

"This will be so cool", the woman said softly, blushing and looking at her husband. He grinned weakly and nodded, but his eyes darted back to Madame. Aha, Madame thought. I'll bet there's a hard cock under the table. It would soon be somewhere else, but one thing at a time. She knew that the woman would go under easily, but her husband might possibly resist a bit. He apparently just wanted to ogle Madame's breasts, which was where his eyes had come to rest for a moment before he shook himself and looked up - away from Madame.

Madame smiled, having just decided how she was going to hypnotize him. She also decided to do him first, and with luck, the woman would go under as well. If not, well, that was no problem. With the guy under, she could have a bit of fun putting the woman under.

She turned to him. "We will begin now", she said, "and I am going to hypnotize you, Dennis, first." His reaction was exactly what she expected, eyes popping open wide, jaw dropping, face flaring. The woman, she noticed, was smiling at him, eyes shining. Oh, she would be a good one.

"You have all the luck", the woman said to Dennis, giggling. Dennis looked at her in surprise, then back at Madame, then away from them both.

Surprisingly, or maybe not so, he didn't say anything. The woman, April, had said that it was her idea to be here, since Dennis had been hypnotized at a stage show once before, and had told her it was enjoyable. Dennis, obviously, was having second thoughts now that he realized the person who would be hypnotizing him wasn't a garishly dressed stage hypnotist, but was instead an expensively dressed dark-haired knockout.

He's probably just afraid to let April realize he's turned on, Madame thought to herself. Smiling, she decided to have him stand up and display the bulge in his pants as soon as he was hypnotized. If April hadn't already gone under, of course.

"Turn your chair around and face the wall, please, Dennis." Blushing brightly, with one last glance at his wife, Dennis swung his chair around. Madame stood, went over and dimmed all the lights, and turned on a small spotlight which shone on the wall Dennis was facing. There on the wall was a fairly large picture of a typical hypnotic spiral. Dennis looked at it and blinked, his eyes darting back to his wife. Then he looked at the floor.

Madame stood close behind his chair and closed her eyes. She knew that if she found herself staring at the picture as she spoke, she could very well put herself under as easily as Dennis, and that wasn't in her plans for the night.

She casually kicked her heels off, making her several inches shorter, which was just the right height for her breasts to be right behind Dennis's head. Perfect.

"And now, Dennis, we will proceed. You will notice the image on the wall, the image that implies hypnosis to all who see it. A hypnotic spiral, such as has been used to hypnotize people for many years. It is here as a symbol, a symbol of trance, of altered states, of relaxation." And control, she thought to herself. Dennis was looking at the picture now, his face still glowing redly in the dimly lit room. April sat quietly watching intently, barely breathing.

"Focus your eyes on the spiral, Dennis, focus your eyes on the spiral and allow my voice to guide you into a deep hypnotic trance. As you focus more completely on the spiral, you will see it even begins to move, to spin, to whirl. Listening to my voice and focusing on the spiral as you feel my hands on you, relaxing you, soothing you, hypnotizing you." As Madame spoke, she placed two fingers on each side of Dennis's head, at his temples, and began caressing him gently. At the same time, she subtly moved even closer to him, so her breasts were pressing against the back of his head. At first, Dennis moved away, but when Madame moved even closer, he remained still, his head more or less resting on her bosom.

"Focus, Dennis, focus on the spinning spiral. Focus on my voice. Focus on relaxing. Feel your toes relaxing as the spiral whirls before you, feel your feet relaxing as you listen to the sound of my voice. Feel your ankles relaxing as you feel my gentle touch, soothing away all your cares and worries."

Madame droned on as Dennis sat very still, staring at the image of the spiral, which by now dominated his vision. Madame noticed his head resting more firmly on her breasts now, and felt her nipples hardening.

"So deeply relaxed now, Dennis, and the relaxation moves up from your shoulders into your neck, relaxing your neck, allowing it to melt away, allowing the muscles to go limp as you focus completely on the spiral. Feel it now, Dennis, feel yourself relaxing even more as the muscles and nerves in your neck let go completely." Dennis's head rested even more firmly against her breasts now, being almost entirely supported by them. "And now the relaxation spreads into your scalp, soothing you as my fingers massage away every last care, every last worry, every last bit of tension within you. Your scalp, your face, your jaw, are all totally relaxed now, Dennis. Let go, relax and let go, as your entire body goes limp and loose."

She could not see Dennis's face, but his absolute lack of movement and his total dependence of her breasts to support the weight of his head let her know that he was, indeed, totally and completely relaxed.

"Deeper and deeper, Dennis, deeper and deeper relaxed as you focus on the sound of my voice. The spiral whirls faster, pulling you down, as my voice pulls you down, deeper and deeper. Deeper and deeper into relaxation. Deeper and deeper into hypnosis. You are hypnotized now, Dennis, deeply and totally hypnotized, totally focused on the sound of my voice, totally captivated by the spiral."

No reaction. Madame smiled to herself. It was time to set the hook.

"Close your eyes now, Dennis, close your eyes and allow yourself to focus fully on the sound of my voice now, the sound of my voice and the sensations of my touch." That drew a slight sigh from her client as he became acutely aware that his head was resting on a woman's breasts, and that her fingers were caressing his head softly. Madame did not see his eyes close, but knew they did. He wasn't able to prevent it. She stroked his temples lightly, brushing her fingers back and forth, around and around, as she pressed her breasts more firmly against the back of his head. She moved her body back and forth slightly, rocking his head gently.

"Deeper and deeper into hypnosis now, Dennis. Deeper and deeper, focusing on my voice, focusing on my touch. So relaxed, so open, drifting back and forth, back and forth, back and forth..." Madame kept up the back and forth patter for a few moments, rocking his head gently with her breasts, sending him sinking even deeper into trance, and most certainly arousing him more and more.

"So deeply hypnotized now, Dennis. So deeply hypnotized, so focused on my words, on my voice. Even in silence you hear my voice, sending you deeper and deeper into hypnotic bliss." Madame paused, allowing him to begin imagining her voice echoing through his mind. Smiling, she continued.

"Yes, very good, Dennis, deeper and deeper. And now, Dennis, you may relax and drift, hearing my voice guiding you deeper, feeling my touch taking you deeper. Relax and drift and go deeper now, Dennis, and pay no attention to any sound you hear until you hear my voice calling to you."

Slowly, carefully, Madame removed her hands from his temples, and slowly backed away from him. His head, no longer supported, tilted drunkenly to one side, and he slumped in the chair, utterly mesmerized.

Madame looked at his face and saw - nothing. No expression at all. Success. One down, one to go.

Turning to April, half expecting to see her slouched in her chair as well, she was almost surprised to find her sitting bolt upright, staring at her. Her face was shining, her eyes wide and staring, her breathing shallow and rapid.

"That was... incredible", she whispered as Madame moved closer. Madame smiled at her next victim.

"Incredible? Not really. I am very good at what I do. When I decide to hypnotize someone, they are hypnotized. There is no question. And now, April, I am going to hypnotize you." She reached for the awestruck woman.

April felt Madame's fingers on her temples, saw those dark eyes staring into hers. She heard Madame speaking to her again, but the voice seemed different somehow, and she knew right away that in mere moments, she would be as deeply entranced as her husband. She gasped in delight and anticipation, and met Madame's gaze squarely. April wanted to be hypnotized.

"Yes, April, very good, look deep into my eyes. You will soon be hypnotized, April, deeply and totally hypnotized. Look deep into my eyes and feel my touch relaxing you. Relaxing you. Relaxing you deeper and deeper as you look deeper and deeper into my eyes, feel them pulling you in even as the spiral captured and entranced your husband. But it is your time now, April, is it time for you to enter hypnosis, it is time for you to let go of everything, to relax totally, to enter a deep, relaxed, open state of hypnosis. Let it happen, April. Let go. Relax. Sink deeper and deeper, just let go of everything and relax. Feel yourself relaxing deeper and deeper as I count from ten to zero, and at the count of zero, your tired, heavy eyes will close and you will sink deep, deep, into hypnosis."

April stared at her, her vision limited by Madame's hands beside her face. All she could see, literally, was Madame's face, and all she cared about were those deep, dark eyes.

"Ten. Deeper relaxed. Deeper, April, deeper. Nine. Limp and loose. Eight. Your body is heavy, limp, and loose. Seven. Unable to look away from my eyes. Six. Sinking deeper and deeper. Five. Letting go completely. Four. Deeper. Three. Deeper. Two. Deeper. One. Totally relaxed, totally focused on the sound of my voice. Zero. Letting go completely, eyes closing, sinking deeper and deeper into hypnosis with every breath that you take."

April's eyelids fluttered for a second, then closed. Her body went limp, her head tipping back as Madame let go. "Deeper and deeper", Madame whispered. Success. Two down, none to go.

As was her habit, as soon as her clients/subjects/victims were under, Madame stepped back and undressed. Nude, she turned off the spotlight and walked back over to where April and her husband waited. There was something she wanted to do before taking them into the back room, her playroom. The room that no one ever remembered. First giving suggestions to April to make sure that her words to Dennis would not disturb her, she spoke to the man who waited for her.

"Dennis, listen to my words again, Dennis, listen to me now."

Dennis stirred slightly, his mind once more focusing on the actual sound of Madame's voice instead of his memory of it.

"Your body is limp, Dennis, totally relaxed and limp. Just like a rag doll, and if I was to pick up your arm and let go, it would fall back down, it is so limp and relaxed." As she spoke, she knelt between his legs.

"So limp and relaxed, so deeply hypnotized, so totally receptive to my words and my voice. So deeply hypnotized, and you will enter hypnosis again, quickly, easily, deeply, willingly, each and every time I look into your eyes and say the word obey. That is your signal to go into hypnosis for me, deep into hypnosis, and to focus on my words. When I look into your eyes and tell you to obey, you will instantly sink deep, deep, deep into hypnosis and focus on my voice and my words."

"And as you sink deeper now, as your limp body relaxed even more completely, once again you allow my touch to send you even deeper. My touch sends you deeper into hypnosis, where you are more and more able and willing to focus on my words and my voice. Feel my touch now, and go deeper."

Madame was unzipping Dennis's fly. Released, his cock sprang out, hard and ready. Madame studied it for a moment, smiling happily. Nothing fantastic, but it was certainly sufficient. She looked up at Dennis and spoke again.

"In a moment, Dennis, it will be time for you to awaken. When your eyes open, you will find that your body is still limp and loose and relaxed, and that you are utterly unable to move, or to make a sound. Your mind will be awake and alert, but your body will remain limp and loose and relaxed. You will not be able to move or make a sound when you awaken, Dennis. Opening your eyes at the count of three, one, two, three."

Dennis opened his eyes, his head still tipped to one side. Blinking, he noticed the dark-haired beauty at his feet, and it took him a moment to realize she was nude. It took a few more seconds before he noticed his exposed cock. His only reaction was that his eyes got very wide indeed. Madame smiled at him as she took him into her mouth.

Some time later, Madame licked her lips and leaned back. Yes, it had been quite sufficient, and as the night went on, he would learn to use what he had to her greatest advantage. She looked at him, sitting helplessly in the chair, limbs useless, unable to react to what she had just done. Standing up, she kissed his unresponsive lips once, making sure he got a bit of his own cum in his mouth when she did. He stared at her in shock, his face beet red. He has just been hypnotized and brought to climax, and he was unable to do anything about it, anything at all. He looked at her, breathing heavily, his spent cock dwindling now, covered with her saliva. This was no fake crap at a stage show. This was real.

Madame looked at him and smiled. "The night is young", she said, thinking about all the things he would do for her once they were in her playroom. "You will do many things for me tonight." She moved closer, staring deep into his eyes. "Tonight, Dennis, you will... OBEY."

Dennis blinked, and his eyes closed as he sank down into trance.