"Good evening, ladies and gentlemen, and welcome to The Hypno Show. I'm Melissa Langdon. Tom Peters is a bit under the weather and can't be here with us tonight." She was looking directly into the camera as she spoke.

Melissa's smile was broader than usual even as she lamented her co-host's absence. In fact, Tom was not ill. He had misbehaved a few days previously, and his punishment was to sit at home and watch the show. Melissa had selected her subjects for the evening with care.

At home, Tom Peters sat in a straight-backed chair facing the TV. He was not bound there physically, and he knew, in an abstract way, that he should, by rights, be able to get up and turn the TV off. But before leaving for the studio, Melissa had hypnotized him, captivated him as she had so many times before. She had whispered to him, words that had meant nothing as he'd drifted in trance. They meant something now. Her command to sit here and watch the show was utterly irresistible. He could not get up.

And so, here he sat, nude, his cock hard, staring into his Mistress's eyes as they gazed back at him. And he wondered what she planned to do to him from the other side of the TV screen.

Melissa picked up the envelope which was on the desk. "I know everyone is wondering, I know everyone is waiting, and so, without further ado, tonight's lucky subjects are - Jason Richards and Mark Randall!"

The two men almost jumped out of their seats in the audience, their friends hooting and hollering after them as they ran to the stage. The "APPLAUSE" light was lit, and the entire audience joined in the cheering. Melissa stood up and watched, eyes shining, as the two men came on stage and paused, looking at her with red faces and bulges in their pants. Melissa watched them with a silent smile for a moment, then the APPLAUSE sign went dark. The audience quieted down, and Melissa walked from behind the desk to where the men stood waiting.

"Tonight's show is going to be a little different," she said softly, eyeing the men. "It's been a while since we've had two men as our on-stage subjects. I think that tonight I will focus on them. We're going to skip the commercial breaks tonight, and once I've hypnotized them - and most of you in the audience," she added with a grin, "I'm going to awaken everyone except these two."

The audience moaned for a few moments until the SILENCE sign was lit. Mark and Jason, realizing that the entire audience would be watching them, reddened even more. Melissa waved them into their chairs, and they sat down, waiting expectantly, nervously. Melissa looked down at them, smiling gently.

"I have said before that my entire body is hypnotic. You two will experience the hypnotic power of my body, and my voice. I will use my entire body to hypnotize you, to send you deep, deep, into a hypnotic trance. Once hypnotized you will respond instantly to my every suggestion."

Both men nodded, obviously aroused. Mark shifted in his seat to allow his expanding cock more room. Melissa noticed.

"You will first unzip your pants and expose your cocks."

Both men hesitated, with Jason reacting first. He reached down, and the sound of the zipper was clearly captured by the boom microphone which hovered over the stage, just out of the camera's view. A few seconds later, Mark also unzipped his pants. Both men sat up a bit straighter as their cocks peered out of their pants. Melissa felt quite a rush herself as the men's faces flushed crimson.

"Very good," Melissa said with a smile, reaching into the folds of her skirt and removing two condoms. "You will now put these on."

The audience roared at the men's startled reactions. Mark just stared at the condom Melissa was holding out to him, obviously stunned. Jason's face turned beet red, but he slowly reached out, took the condom, and opened it. He then proceeded to put it on, bravely - or hopefully - looking directly at Melissa while doing so. Jason then took a deep breath and took the condom from Melissa, his face flaring as he slid it over his rock-hard member. Melissa watched silently, enjoying their uneasiness. When she spoke again, her voice was low, soothing, compelling, and yet - to the two men sitting before her - strangely reassuring.

"You are uncomfortable, you are nervous. You know that your hard cocks are being seen, and enjoyed, by many people, both here and at home. Right now, this makes you nervous. Very soon, that thought will arouse you intensely. Very soon, you will be deeply hypnotized, and the knowledge that your hard cocks are being seen and enjoyed by so many people will send you even deeper. Very soon, all your nervousness will drift away, drift away, just drift away...Very soon...very soon, you will be deeply hypnotized. In fact, you are already both quite open to my suggestions. And as you watch me, as you listen to the sound of my voice, you will become even more open to my words, open to the relaxation which will flow over you. You will feel this more and more deeply with each passing second." As Melissa spoke, she casually began to unbutton her top.

"My voice is hypnotic, my body is hypnotic, I am hypnotic. You will be hypnotized by them, you are being hypnotized by them right now. Do not fight it, do not resist it, and do not try to help me in any way. I do not need your help. My body and my voice will hypnotize you, deeply and totally, without your conscious or unconscious assistance, and in spite of any small amount of resistance you may briefly consider offering. Your conscious mind may do whatever it wants to do, even if it is thinking about my body. It doesn't matter if you focus your entire conscious awareness on my body."

Melissa's top was undone now, and she slipped it down off her shoulders, exposing her bra. Mark and Jason were staring raptly, their cocks twitching.

"You will listen only to the sound of my voice, and it doesn't even matter if you don't think you understand what I am saying to you. My body and the words that I say to you will hypnotize you, they are hypnotizing you now, sending you deeper and deeper into a very comfortable, very deep state of hypnosis."

Her top fell to the floor, but their eyes didn't follow it. They were glued to her breasts, barely concealed by an overflowing red silk bra.

"My breasts are incredibly hypnotic, they have entranced many people all by themselves. You feel their power now, your eyes are fixed upon my breasts as you relax even deeper, listening only to the sound of my voice."

She reached back and undid the clasp of her bra. In one smooth movement, she slid it down and off, and it tumbled to the floor. Jason and Mark stared intently at her exposed breasts, their mouths hanging open.

Tom sat helplessly in his chair at home, his cock rigid, watching the two men on stage succumbing to the power of his Mistress. He could not stand, he could not look away. He could only sit there and watch Melissa toy with her newest subjects as he wanted her to toy with him. He was, in a detached sort of way, surprised that he hadn't fallen under her spell merely from watching her so far. Then he smiled, sort of, as he then realized that he already had, long ago, and his sitting there watching was proof positive that he was, indeed, helplessly under her spell.

"Deeper and deeper," Melissa said urgently, her voice low and strong. "Gazing at my breasts, listening to my voice, sinking deeper and deeper." The camera pulled back to show the backs of the men, and Melissa staring down at them, her breasts bare, her nipples hard.

"My body is hypnotic," Melissa said again. "You are being hypnotized, deeply and totally, by my body and by my voice." As she spoke, she slowly slid her skirt off, revealing red silk panties. The audience made its approval of this situation known vocally, while the men's eyes remained fixed on her breasts. That soon changed.

"Lower your eyes down now, look at my body, and feel yourself sinking even deeper into hypnosis, more and more focused on my voice, more and more open to my suggestions. Deeper and deeper, more and more open to me."

Their eyes slowly moved downward, seeing the smooth flesh, seeing the red silk panties. "Deeper and deeper," Melissa whispered softly. "Fix your eyes on my pubic area, my hypnotic pubic area, and be very aware of the red fabric which hides it. See the color clearly, see the bright red fabric of my panties as you gaze at my body, as you listen to the sound of my voice taking you deeper and deeper into hypnosis. And as you gaze at the bright red silk, as you focus at my pubic area, you will sink even deeper into hypnosis as the fabric disappears, as you see my pubic hair, as you see my hypnotic body." Slowly bending her knees and sliding her panties off, Melissa saw that the men's eyes were indeed locked onto her crotch. Their cocks were rock-hard, thrusting straight up out of their pants as they sank deeper and deeper beneath Melissa's hypnotic spell.

Melissa straightened, now totally nude. The audience roared its appreciation, the men not noticing the noise at all. Melissa stood there, basking in the adoration of the studio audience, flushed with the power of the control she had over the two men before her. She leaned towards them, making a small gesture with her hand as she did. The director cut off the boom microphone as Melissa whispered to the two men alone.

"Deeply, totally, completely hypnotized now. Totally open to my words, totally focused on the sound of my voice. You are hypnotized now, deeply hypnotized and totally open to my commands. Say it out loud to me, say, 'I am deeply hypnotized and totally open to Melissa's commands.'"

She listened, nipples hardening, as the men repeated her words back to her. "Very good," her voice oozed into their ears. "Very good, and now I will count to three, and at the count of three, your eyes will close all by themselves, and you will sit quietly, sinking deeper and deeper, paying no attention to any sound at all, even the sound of my voice, until you feel my soft, hypnotic fingers against your hard cock. One, two, three."

Melissa paused as their eyelids slowly closed. "Raise your right hand," she said softly. Neither man moved a muscle. Smiling, Melissa made another gesture to the director, who turned the boom microphone back on. Melissa stood up straight and turned her nude body toward the audience.

Many audience members had entered trance, and sat slumped in their seats, eyes staring vacantly, ears straining to hear Melissa's voice. The rest of the audience cheered enthusiastically until Melissa held up her hands for silence.

"I have hypnotized my subjects," she said to the audience. Those were were able cheered again, and the SILENCE light came on and stayed on. "And now, if you are sitting in the studio audience, or watching on TV, you may sink deeper and deeper for me now, listening only to the sound of my voice, sinking deeper and deeper with every word that I say. My voice is incredibly hypnotic to you, now and always, and the next time I hypnotize you, you will sink into hypnosis instantly, deeply, and totally, focusing your entire awareness on the sound of my voice. The next time I hypnotize you you will sink into hypnosis instantly, deeply, and totally, sinking twice as deep into trance as you are right now."

Melissa then awakened the audiences, both studio and television. At home, Tom watched as those members of the studio audience who had been hypnotized slowly opened their eyes and regained their senses. Melissa waited a moment before continuing, again speaking to the audience.

"For those of you who have been...distracted, I welcome you back," she said with a smile. "And now it is time to attend to Mark and Jason," she said, once more standing in front of the two hypnotized men. "They have been deeply hypnotized, as many of you were, but unlike those of you in the audience, they are still totally under my hypnotic spell. I have instructed them to hear nothing - they cannot hear us even now - until I touch them. And I must touch their cocks in order for their minds to again focus on my voice," she added with a wickedly delicious leer at the camera. At home, Tom groaned, his cock jerking with every beat of his heart.

She paused, then reached down slowly with both hands, slowly, so slowly. The audience cheered her on. The men sat quietly, unaware of what was happening around them, unaware that Melissa's hands were hovering within inches of their slightly shrunken cocks.

The director switched to a different camera, and Tom clutched the arms of the chair helplessly as he watched, from close-up, Melissa's fingers gently closing around the tips of the men's cocks. Both men stirred slightly, and their cocks immediately returned to full raging erections. Melissa smiled and straightened.

"Deeper," she said softly. "So much deeper now that you have actually felt the hypnotic touch of my hypnotic hand. And as you feel my hypnotic hand close tightly around your hard, hard cock right now, you sink even deeper into hypnosis, accepting my every command instantly and totally."

Now she knelt before them, reached for them once more, and circled the thumb and forefinger of each hand around the men's cocks. Mark groaned. Jason shuddered, his head rolling from one side to the other.

"Deeper," she said, as she began stroking their cocks. "So deep, my hypnotic hand is around your cock, and so your cock is totally hypnotized, totally under my power. Your cock cannot resist my voice or my touch. Your cock, your body, your mind, they are all totally hypnotized and completely under my control. Feel my hand encircling your cock, wrapping around your cock, tighter and tighter, even as my voice wraps tighter and tighter around your mind. Deeper and deeper into hypnosis."

Slowly, Melissa slid her hands up and down up and down their rigid shafts. In the audience, someone began chanting "Stroke...stroke...stroke..." with every movement of Melissa's hands. She smiled at the audience, drawing a cheer and a noticeable increase in the volume of the chant.

Mark and Jason sat enthralled, their bodies quivering slightly as Melissa squeezed and pumped their cocks. At home, Tom watched in anguish.

"The only sound that has any meaning to you is the sound of my hypnotic voice," she reminded her captivated guests quite unnecessarily. "The only thing that you feel is my hypnotic hand on your cock, hypnotizing it, controlling it. Sink deeper and deeper now with every movement of my hands, deeper and deeper as the pleasure my hypnotic hands provide you increases."

"Stroke...stroke...stroke..." The entire audience had picked up the chant now, in time with the movement of Melissa's hands. The men heard the sound, but didn't know or care what it was. All they cared about was the voice of the woman who had hypnotized them.

"Hypnosis can provide so much pleasure," Melissa said. "Such intense pleasure, and as you feel my hypnotic hands hypnotizing your cock, you feel the incredible pleasure a deep hypnotic state brings. The deeper you go, the more profound the pleasure becomes. The more pleasure you experience, the deeper you will go into hypnosis. Deeper under my control."

Their breathing was shallow and rapid now, their faces flushed once more. Melissa was squeezing a bit tighter now, and the chant had picked up its tempo. Grinning to herself, Melissa began pumping a little harder, a little faster, still keeping time with the chant.

"Your cock is so deeply hypnotized now, your mind is so fully under my control. Your cock will do as I command, your mind and body will do as I command. The pleasure you feel increases, deeper and deeper, more and more profound. Soon you will feel yourself approaching orgasm - but your cock is under my hypnotic control, I have hypnotized your cock, and it will not reach orgasm until I allow it to. I control your mind, your body, and your cock. You will not reach orgasm until I allow you to. You will continue to feel my hand on your cock, you will continue to feel ever-increasing pleasure, pleasure beyond anything you've ever experienced. But you will not reach orgasm until I allow it." Melissa released their cocks from her grasp and slowly straightened up. She stood in front of the two helpless men, whose minds still believed that Melissa was pumping them.

"Stroke...stroke...stroke...stroke...stroke..."

Mark was shuddering in his chair, Jason was moaning loudly. At home, Tom watched, his cock aching, his hands gripping the arms of the chair. He could not move. He could only watch.

"You are so totally open now, so totally lost in the wonderful sensations my voice and my touch bring about within you. Your mind is empty but for the pleasure, your ears hear only the sound of my voice, and with every breath you take you sink even deeper into this incredibly pleasant state."

Melissa coaxed them down even deeper, her silky voice wrapping itself even more firmly around their minds. The men could feel her voice as a physical force that grasped and stroked their cocks as they fell deeper under her spell.

"Higher and higher, you feel so high, so good, such incredible pleasure washing over you, such intense, profound pleasure. And it increases with each passing moment, with each beat of your heart, with each breath that you take, with each word that I say, and with each stroke of your hard, hard cock. Continue to feel my hand on your cock now, squeezing it, stroking it, hypnotizing it deeper and deeper, increasing your pleasure, as I count from ten down to zero."

"And as I count from ten down to zero, two things will happen. The first thing that will happen is that with every number, you and your cock will sink deeper and deeper into hypnosis, more and more completely under my control. When I reach zero, you will be deeper in hypnosis, deeper under my control, than you ever imagined was possible."

"Stroke...stroke...stroke...stroke..." Faster and louder from the audience.

"The second thing that will happen as I count from ten down to zero is that the pleasure you are experiencing will double with each number. You will continue to feel my hypnotic hand squeezing and stroking you, just as I am now, and the pleasure will build higher and higher and higher with every number. At the count of zero I will allow you to reach orgasm. At the count of zero, you will reach orgasm. An incredibly intense, incredibly wonderful orgasm, like you've never experienced before in your life."

"Stroke...stroke...stroke..."

"Ten."

"Stroke...stroke..."

"Nine."

Tom's eyes were fixed on the TV screen. He found that he could not look away, nor could he move a muscle. His Mistress had compelled him to watch her weave her magic spell over others. Mark and Jason were shuddering in their seats, still feeling Melissa's hands around their shafts.

"Two."

"STROKE! STROKE! STROKE!"

"One. In just a moment I will allow you to reach orgasm, an orgasm more satisfying than any you've ever experienced before."

"STROKESTROKESTROKESTROKESTROKE..."

"Zero. Orgasm. Intense. Zero." As she said those words, Melissa reached down and clasped their cocks in her hands, squeezed hard just once, and let go.

Both men stiffened, their bodies becoming as rigid as their cocks. Both groaned aloud as their bodies and minds responded to the intense stimulus of Melissa's voice and the sudden physical pressure of her hand. They came instantly, and intensely. The audience cheered wildly as the men's bodies jerked and shuddered. Finally they were still, and the audience fell silent, waiting.

Melissa stared down at the enthralled men in triumph. Her thoughts were not on them, however. She was thinking of Tom. Turning to face the audience, and the camera, she smiled her most dazzling smile. Then she bowed low at the waist, her hair swishing almost to the floor. The audience responded instantly and enthusiastically.

Tom also responded instantly, although not exactly enthusiastically. As soon as he saw Melissa bowing low, he went into a deep trance, helplessly obeying a prior post-hypnotic command.