"O what is this?"

Amy quickly types through the search engine key words that always turn her on like "Bondage" "Biting" "Submissions" and usually doesn't get very much luck with anything she actually can just go out and do. But before she could finish her full search of "hypno" a recommended link popped up for her. The description read:

"Chicagos very own elite Hypnotherapist, open all hours...of the night"
Streeterville, 233 E Erie St #611

Amy instantly knew she NEEDED to go!

Amy had what hoped to be a long night ahead of herself, so she set down the labtop of her lap and threw off her clothes in the hamper as quick as she could until she was completely nude. She picked out a matching set of a purple bra and laced panties and threw a thigh white shirt and dark nice fitting blue jeans over the nice sexy lingerie.

All that was on her mind was how obsessed she's become with fulling this urge. Sex wasn't enough. It never was to her. neither was being hypnotized....but the thought of letting someone completely take over her dirty mind, lean back and let someones words completely wipe all of her thoughts away and completely obey. That drove her urges straight threw the roof!!!

When Amy arrived to the building her hopes almost completely vanished as she seen that there were no lights on at all in the building, The door was locked and it didn't seem like anyone had been there for awhile.