Trophy wife

When the door opens, I couldn't help but roll my eyes. Of course, the stereotypical school bully would have the stereotypical trophy wife as a mother.

Rachel Summers stood before us, standing at about 5 foot 6 inches. Her blonde hair tied up in a single ponytail, but still managing to reach her shoulders. Makeup applied somewhat heavily for my tastes. A bright pink sports bra holding in breasts that look to be almost as large as Evelyn's. her stomach flat, moved down to hips covered by a pair of bright pink yoga pants, ankle sock and white sneakers round out he outfit.

She notices me, then scowls. "Evelyn, you wanted to discuss something, yet bring someone with you, who obviously should not be here." She crosses her arms, pushing her breasts up higher, as she waits for a response.

"Well Rachel, since this is your son's final year in high school, I feel it is time to see what your son has been doing to warrant my protection. Don't you worry about this young man, he will not say a word about anything, I have made sure of that." I had to admit, Evelyn knew what to say.

Rachel sighs, "Fine, come in and tell me how much this transgression will cost me." She then turns around walking away, we follow her, me closing the door after we enter.

We enter what is obviously some sort of sitting area. Rachel sitting down on a very luxurious couch, as she offers Evelyn the seat across from her. I decide to stand behind the seat Evelyn is in.

"Now tell me how much it is going to cost me to make this go away," Rachel states plainly.

Evelyn gestures to me, "As you can see, your son has accosted this young man. However, we are not seeking payment, in fact, this young man here has decided to punish you for what you have done."

Rachel just sits there, taken aback. This was obviously not what she was expecting to hear when we arrived. "Punish...? What the fuck do you mean punish?"

"Here, let me explain to you, Mrs. Summers." I move out from behind the chair, my hands slowly unzipping the front of my shorts.

"What...." Her eyes wide, she instinctively starts to back up. "Don't you dare you little shit, you have any idea who I am. I will ruin you; I will ruin your family. I will......" her last sentence stopping mid-way through, when she glances at my hard cock.

"Wow," is all that comes out of Evelyn's mouth. I carefully slip my cock back into my shorts. "Is she..."

"hypnotized" I finish her question. "Yes, she is, now don't speak until I tell you too." Her mouth shuts, as she sits there waiting.

I walk over to Rachel and give her all the same initial commands I gave Evelyn. With one minor difference, I change the hypno word to sasquatch.

I move behind the chair Evelyn is sitting in once again, then snap my fingers, waking up Rachel. Her eyes blink, then focus on the 2 of us. She cocks her head slightly, trying to figure out what just happened. Something about that moment always gives me such pleasure.