Jane, a sister, learning hypnosis

TIT FOR TAT

I realized my step brother Derek had been hypnotizing me. It was the only explanation that made sense. All the lost time. All my strange behavior recently.

But two could play that game. I snuck into his room and got onto his computer. Finding the file was easy. It was titled “hip no” for God sakes. But it laid out exactly how to hypnotize someone and I became even more convinced that he had been hypnotizing me and that I could hypnotize him!

Learning hypnosis wasn’t easy. I had to study Derek’s files for hours. It didn’t help that his flaky monitor kept flickering. Half the time I would zone out and have to go back to the beginning. I was lucky he didn’t catch me, given how long I was in his room. But at last, I as done. I had become master hypnotist!

And so now, this morning, Derek had fallen into my trap. I had waited in the bathroom wearing only a towel, our parents out of town for the long weekend. Derek had walked into the bathroom and been blindsided by the sight of my tits as I let the towel drop.

Before he could do anything, I started shaking my tits back-and-forth back-and-forth. The poor fool couldn’t take his eyes off of them! I was bringing him deeper and deeper into a hypnotic trance. He was completely in my power!

“Watch my titties Derek. Just watch the titties going back-and-forth back-and-forth. Empty your mind. There’s nothing but the titties. Nothing about my big juicy titties.” I told him.

“Nothing but your titties,” he agreed, not taking his eyes off them.

The slack-jawed idiot was completely in my power!

“You’re completely in my power Derek,” I said “you’re completely in the power of my titties”

“Yes Mistress Jane,” he agreed. “I’m completely in the power of your titties.”

Mistress. She liked that. She didn’t know what her end game was when she started this, but when he called her Mistress it triggered something. A deep desire she hadn’t even realized she had…

“****, when I count to three you will pull out your big old pecker and come all over my titties,” I commanded. “You have **** but to obey the will of Mistress Jane You have to do it.”

“**** but to obey Mistress Jane, ” he agreed. “I have to do it.”

I felt a small twinge of guilt as my brother pulled down his pants in response to my counting and revealed his rampant manhood. I probably shouldn’t use my new found power for evil.

But he had started it!