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Chapter 8 by Mrwhysper Mrwhysper

You’ve stolen my heart, it’s true

You see the shape of things to come

So no shit. There I was (You might notice that I use that phrase a lot. Among my peer group back then it was basically the equivalent of “Once Upon a Time” or “Y’all motherfuckers ain’t never gonna believe this shit”). While I tried to figure out just what the fuck I was going to do with Sleeping Beauty, I began the process of rapidly deepening her trance through association of my touch and breathing. There are times when being an adult ADD kid is advantageous, especially if you managed to overcome the syndrome through learning adaptive skills as opposed to medicating. I’d gotten pretty damn good at multitasking, so while I autopiloted my way through taking her as deep as I possibly could I plotted out my next move.

“Anna, I’m so proud of you and you should be so proud of yourself for doing so well at this.” That drew a blissful smile across her lips. “And you’re doing so well that I think you should be rewarded, so I’m going to give you a present. It’s all wrapped up and hidden away from your conscious mind, but I’m so excited by it that I want to tell your subconscious what it is. Can your subconscious keep it a secret for me?”

“ Mmhmm.” She murmured, and I stroked her hair.

“Good girl. So now I’m going to tell your subconscious about your present, and because I know about it and your subconscious mind knows about it, your conscious mind doesn’t need to know about it or even think about it, right?”

“Yes.” Her lips barely moved.

“Yes what?”

“Yes, I don’t need to remember. “

“Good girl,” - another smile - “so you don’t need to remember any of the things we’ve talked about, or even meeting me tonight, right?”

Her brow furrowed, obviously conflicted. “But I want to remember...”

“And you will, but remembering now will spoil the the surprise, so you can forget all of it for now, can’t you?”

“I can forget all of it for now.”

“Good girl. So when I count down from ten to one, you will open your eyes and get up. You will walk to the bathroom as safely and comfortably as you can. When you get inside the bathroom you will come back fully to yourself but forget everything about meeting me. If you realize that you are missing a portion of the evening you won’t be concerned about it or even think about it.”

And with that I set the stage for the fantasy. Now to hand craft it to best titillate my little Russian doll. “You will freshen your makeup and attend to whatever other things you need to, then return to the club and continue your evening. When next you see me, although you will not recognize me, your eyes will once again meet mine and you will find that you are unable to think or move. My gaze will hold you and you will come to me when I beckon to you. From that moment until we leave the club this evening you will be completely in my power, helpless to resist any command. When we do leave you will remember everything that has transpired. Repeat back to me in your own words if you understand and accept my little gift.”

Barely stirring she responded, parroting back my suggestions with accompanying shivers in all the right places and her face flushed with arousal. “Now one last thing, Anna. You like feeling like this, don’t you. So carefree and relaxed and at peace. Would you like to be able to return to this state easily at some time in the future.”

She squirmed happily at the thought and quickly responded in the affirmative. “Good girl. In that case I’ll be giving you another gift. This is a special phrase that is only yours and mine. Any time you hear me speak this phrase you will immediately return to this peaceful relaxed state. Our special phrase is ornithorhynchus anatinus. What whill happen when I say our special phrase, Anna?”( So sue me. I grew up in Pittsburgh in the 70s and 80s. Of course I watched Mr. Rogers)

“I’ll come back to this special state.”

“Good girl. Now I’ll begin counting down and you will carry out your instructions so that you can receive your present. 10... internalizing all your instructions... 9... forgetting to remember everything since before we met... 8... feeling good and excited... 7... making sure that your subconscious will recall our special phrase... 6... remembering to forget all your instructions with your conscious mind... 5... halfway there ... 4... ready to receive your present... 3...willing and able to follow all your instructions... 2... thoughts starting to come back and...1”

Her eyes opened. Without a glance at me she stood and straightened her clothes and walked off. I looked up, and as I took a sip of my nearly forgotten and very diluted drink, noticed Carrie was still watching with a quizzical expression on her face. I raised my drink in a salute to her and smiled to myself as she flushed a red to match her velvet dress.

Dancing out in the garden in the middle of the night

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