Onto the Next Assignment

James spent the next day trying to work out what Rebecca had done to him, exactly who Amy was and how to get himself out of this mess. As things stood he was going back to Amy for more humiliation and degradation. The money he had made from yesterdays show had been good, and Amy had promised him that there would be much more where came from but that wasn't the point. He wasn't a hypnosis porn star and never intended to perform as one again. The public nudity and humiliation was bad enough, but to have someone else control his mind, personality, identity and perception of reality was horrifying. The problem was, as things stood he could not resist Amy's orders.

He was also unemployed now. There was no way for him to retrieve the explicit photos of himself he had sent to his colleagues and he couldn't face seeing them again so he had instead sent a follow up email giving his notice which he would not show up for. He would need a new job, but it wouldn't be in hypnosis porn, he was adamant on that.

Rebecca had blocked him from messaging her and had not been in touch with him. He could find no contact details or mention of her anywhere.

Amy on the other hand checked out. He found her website and she was indeed a specialist in hypnosis porn and seemed to have been running the business for a couple of years. To James' great annoyance he was currently plastered all over the site as her number one performer. He felt like it was unlikely anyone he knew would find themselves on that site, or admit to it if they did, but it still felt unpleasant. He tried to see if he could get an idea of what assignments Amy had lined up for him but it was all very hush hush. If someone wanted to hire James they would contact Amy privately to discuss cost, availability and what they had in mind for him. It was clear though he was not just available for stage shows. He could also be hired for one on one sessions or "anything else James and I are able to accommodate. I am always happy to talk through your request and will do everything within my power to facilitate it!"

This was insane! With no other options, James found himself Googling witches in the London area. He sent out a few emails but wasn't expecting much back in response, and certainly not on a Sunday. It seemed he would be reporting for duty with Amy again tomorrow.

James arrived promptly at Amy's place the next day to find her in a far happier mood than he was.

"There you are, my number one star!" Amy announced with gusto "Actually, my only star. I have dropped all my other acts to concentrate solely on you. Isn't that exciting?"

"But you know I don't even want to do this?" James moaned.

"Oh, come on, you are so good at it! You have no idea how much interest I have in you already. Word of mouth travels quickly among people in this community. I'm literally not going to have time to concentrate on anyone else."

"Are you part of the community?" James wanted to know.

"What do you mean?"

"Do you have a hypnotism fetish?"

Amy initially seemed a little taken aback at the bluntness of the question, but answered as cheerily as usual.

"Yes, I do. But, I am very good at keeping my work and my, shall we say, hobbies separate. I always make the show about what my audience wants to see, not my own personal preferences. Being into hypnosis porn myself definitely helps me to tailor my performances, or I should say your performances, to hit the right spot, so to speak."

James looked at Amy wordlessly for a moment, which caused her to giggle.

"I know what you're thinking, what's stopping me from hypnotising you privately and making you do whatever I want? Well, don't think I haven't thought about it and it is extremely tempting but...mixing business ans pleasure is a bad idea. Also, as much as you might still have a few misgivings about what we are doing, I want to make sure we have a good working relationship. On the other hand, if you ever _wanted _to explore my kink with me consensualy in our free time....." Amy blushed a little before regaining her composure "Actually, forget I said that. Like I was saying before. Business with pleasure. Bad."

"So what are we supposed to be doing today?" James asked with exasperation.