Induction F/M

Postby italsta800 » Sun Jan 06, 2013 1:20 pm

This is a first attempt at intimate fiction. It is comprised of several fetishes that I have. It is definitely a fantasy, and I hope that it is interesting without being too silly. I realize that everything may not be technically correct but I'm not an expert, just having some fun.
The main character, Jack, is 19 years old, 5'10, athletic build, slight to medium muscle, brown hair, brown eyes, scruff on his face.
I do not know if this is the beginning or the end of this story, I guess it depends on the feedback and whether or not people like it. Please comment and let me know.

Induction: Part I

I jerked from my sleep with a start. The room was dark, and as I laid in bed, my brain began to process fuzzy memories of recent events. The bulk of this story occurred over the past week or so, but truly began a couple months prior.
That of course is when I arrived at USC to begin my freshman year of college. It was an extremely exciting moment for me; not only was I starting college, but I'm from the east coast and had never traveled out west before. I was an excited 19 year old looking for a good time and a little adventure...I had no idea, at the time, that adventure would certainly find me.
To fulfill one of my gen. ed. requirements, I needed to take a psychology class. I decided to sign up for a class called “Alternative Treatments in Psycho-therapy”. It sounded interesting at first, until I got to class and realized how intimate the setting was. I guess I'd convinced myself that it would be a 300 person lecture class where I'd basically go relatively unnoticed as a face in the crowd...not so. This was a class of 20 or so upperclassmen. For some reason, being in a class made up entirely of people who are a few years older than you can be a bit intimidating, and as I sat there waiting for class to begin, I entertained a pretty serious notion of switching out. That is, of course, until she walked in...
Her dark hair hung loose, and curled just so as her locks came to rest down past her shoulders, and when she flashed those fierce green eyes at me, it was all I could do to keep from tumbling out of my chair. She couldn't have been older than mid-20's, but as she stepped toward the front of the class it became apparent she was in charged. As she turned to face us, I was blown away by how perfect she looked. She was wearing a navy blue sundress, white flip-flops, and matching red nail polish on her fingers and toes. And when Morgan Landry began to speak to us, I was hooked. She had a voice of pure silk that just attracted me in a way I can't explain. It was at this moment that I decided to stick the class out.
To be fair, the class actually turned out to be pretty interesting. Over the next few weeks I genuinely looked forward to it. Having a smoking hot teacher was just a plus. Morgan, as it turned out, was 24 years old, and was teaching the class as part of her graduate school program. She was extremely knowledgable in various areas of psychotherapy. But, as we would soon find out, she was especially gifted at hypnosis therapy. She was studying to become a certified hypnotherapist, and had already garnered some considerable skills. What we'd covered on the subject up to this had been extremely interesting, and Morgan's knowledge only added to the experience.
The class became all the more excited when she told us that she would demonstrate how to put someone into trance.
“Are there any volunteers?” Morgan asked. The idea of seeing her put someone into trance was exciting, but class members seemed reluctant to be her test subjects.
“Hmm, I had a feeling you'd be nervous,” said Morgan. “That's why I asked a friend to come in today and get things started. Class, say hello to my roommate, Jessica Flowers.” Following the introduction, a tall blonde girl stood up from a desk at the back of the class and made her way to the front of the room. In my haste to get to class on time, I'd noticed the strange girl in class but hadn't had much time to think about it. As Jessica Flowers walked passed me, I couldn't help but notice that she must have stood about 6'3”.
“Some of you may recognize Jess from the women's basketball team,” Morgan explained, as she pulled a chair to the front of the class. “Jess is good enough to let me practice on her from time to time.” As Jess took her seat I realized that she was very pretty as well. Tall, but slender, with icy blue eyes. Birds of a feather, I thought to myself.
“Now, there are many techniques that hypnotists use to induct someone, or put them into trance,” Morgan explained, “but the basic idea is to get the subject to clear their mind so that their subconscious mind becomes open to suggestion.” “I myself for various techniques, but for fun, I thought i'd use the iconic pocket watch today.” Morgan giggled as she pulled a golden watch from her pocket.
“Now Jess, I want you to clear your mind and just relax,” she said as she began to wave the watch in front of the girl's face. “Just focus on my voice, clear your mind and let my voice fill your mind.” As Morgan continued, Jessica's eyes began to glaze, and became visibly droopy.
“Body feeling tired,” continued Morgan, “eyes feeling heavy. Now Jess, when I give you the command, I want you to let go, and enter a deep, relaxing sleep. One, two, three...Sleep.” At the word, sleep, Morgan snapped her figures and Jessica's head dropped into her chest. A girl in the front row also slumped onto the top of her desk.
“Oops,” Morgan exclaimed. “Another easy test subject. Now, in this state, Jessica's mind is blank but her subconscious is still listening and is highly susceptible to suggestion.” Explained Morgan.
Morgan continued her demonstration by waking the two girls up from trance.
“Now,” she asked, “Anyone else think they're brave enough to give it a try? How about you, Jack?” She looked at me as she asked. I still wasn't sure, but after several classmates egged me on, I decided to give it a try.
“Okay, but I'm not sure this is going to work on me.” I said.
“It can work on anyone as long as you can clear your mind.” Morgan assured me. I tried my hardest to clear my mind, but after several attempts and commands for me to sleep, Morgan stopped waving the watch.
“Hmm,” she sighed as she bent down to have a look at me. As our eyes met, it felt as though her green eyes were piercing right through me. She was so beautiful, and this close, I began to feel dizzy. The feeling scared me a little and I pulled my head away. Morgan stood back up.
“I guess it's not going to work on you today, Jack.” She said.
“Sorry,” I apologized as I got up to walk back to my seat.
“Anyone else want to give it a try?” She asked. By that time, a few more classmates had worked up their courage to try it. It was hard for me to focus for the rest of class though. I couldn't help but wonder if Morgan was disappointed with me. As Morgan dismissed class, I decided to wait back and talk to her.
“Morgan,” I began, “I hope I didn't disappoint you today.”
“Not at all, everyone's different Jack. To be honest, I was kind of impressed by your mental toughness.” The comment made me blush.
“Really?” I asked.
“Yeah, I actually don't find too many people who can withstand my techniques.” She said. I couldn't help but stand there with a goofy smile on my face.
“Well, okay,” I said, “I guess I'll see you next class then.” I started to leave when she called me again.
“Jack, wait,” she started as she scribbled something onto a piece of paper. “I do not want you to think that this is something I usually do, you know, hit on students...but maybe we could hang out if you're interested?” She said as she handed me the paper with her address and phone number on it. Is this real life? Somehow, I managed not to blurt that out. As I looked into her eyes I started to feel dizzy again.
“Unless you're not interested?” She suggested.
“No, no! I'd love to.” I said. She smiled as she spoke.
“Great, how about tonight? Around seven?”
“Sounds like I plan.” I answered and started for the door.
“Oh, and Jack,” she called as I turned to look. “Just don't go blabbing about this to all your friends, okay?” I nodded and was on my way.

Induction: Part II

Needless to say, the rest of my day felt like it would never go by. I couldn't believe that Morgan had asked if I wanted to hang out. I mean, I'm not bad looking, but I'm not exactly a model either. I was so nervous about what to wear, but finally decided on a flannel button down, jeans and sneakers.
I had to catch a bus to Morgan's house, it was a ways off campus. It was a nice house with a decent sized yard, and a tall fenced in area out back. Morgan answered when I knocked, looking as good as ever. She was still dressed the way she'd been in class; a white button-down shirt over a red top and skinny jeans. She had, however, ditched her flats to go barefoot...something I noticed immediately due to my rather large fetish.
For a long time we just sat and talked in her living room while having a few drinks. It was really nice to be hanging out with her. The longer we talked, longer I seemed to stare at those green eyes of hers, almost as if they were drawing me in. I started feeling dizzy again.
“What's wrong?” She asked.
“I'm not sure, my head just feels weird.” I answered. She gave me a joking smile.
“Can't hold your liquor?”
“I didn't think I had that much, but maybe.” I said.
“Here, lie back.” She said, and as she did she pulled my legs up and starting to remove my socks.
“What are you doing?” I asked, startled. One weird thing about me is that even though I have a foot fetish, I've never really liked people seeing my feet. She just looked at me with those piercing green eyes.
“Just relax,” she said. “It'll feel good.” I had to admit, she was right. The way she was massaging my feet was heaven, and I just couldn't find the heart to argue when she looked at me that way.
Suddenly, I noticed a strange in her eyes. The vibrant green started giving way to colorful rings that pulsated from her pupils. I felt a lovely warm feeling spreading through my body as my eyes began to mirror the rings in hers. The massage felt so good on my feet and I felt my mind becoming fuzzy.
However, in her haste to conquer my mind, she accidentally tickled my foot. The resulting affect was that it jolted me part-way out of the trance I realized I had fallen into. The pulsating rings in her eyes were too strong for me to break away from, but I was still in control enough to to keep her from fully taking me.
“I must say, Jack,” she taunted, “You are strong. That's okay, I brought back up.” Without breaking eye contact with me, she called across the room.
“Come Jessica!” She called. Out trotted Jessica from another room in the house. The girl came crawling across the floor on her hands and knees. In her current state, she looked like a dog. Jack noticed she was bound in that position with a series of steel cuffs. She had a bright red ball gag in her mouth, and her eyes pulsated with the same colorful rings.
“There's my little pet.” Morgan proclaimed with a smile. “The cuffs are really necessary, but she does look cute that, doesn't she? We play all kinds of little bondage games.” She patted Jessica on the head as she talked.
“But she's not really a challenge for me anymore. Jessica and I have been friends for years and I slowly broke down her mental barriers down until I had complete control of her. I love her, but I need a bit more of a challenge, and I think you're going to be perfect.” She exclaimed happily. I could do nothing but lay there and mutter.
“Won't...let...you...” I began before she cut me off by stuffing my own socks in my mouth.
“Shh, baby, it's okay.” She cooed. “I could blast through your defenses, but that wouldn't be as fun.” She leaned in closer as she spokes, eyes still pulsating. “Jess, dear, tickle his feet.” I screamed a feeble trance scream through my sock gag as Jessica sat on her knees and dug her nails into the soles of my feet. Morgan leaned in closer as she attempted to take control. Just as I felt myself slipping away, my mind gave one more feeble attempt to fight back, and I began shutting my eyes. Morgan looked a bit annoyed at first, but then her face changed back to a smile.
“Fine,” she said. “You win. Jessica, lick.” Jessica abruptly ended her assault on my feet and moved up my legs. Oh no! Was all I could think as she began to unbutton my pants and slide them down my legs. And then I felt her warm, wet tongue around my member. The feeling was incredible and it was too much to bear. As Jessica's slow methodical licking quickly wore down my mental defenses and I was slipping away.
“Oh yes, he likes this” Morgan said, grinning. Jessica brought me to an incredible, explosive climax. My body was to limp to fight anymore, and I felt Morgan completely take control.
“That's it baby, you can fight all you want, but you're mine now. When I command you to sleep, you will fall into a deep, deep sleep. One, two, three. Sleep.”
Last edited by italsta800 on Mon Jan 07, 2013 5:40 pm, edited 1 time in total.

Re: Induction

Postby Nicky V. » Mon Jan 07, 2013 3:10 am

A fantastic start mate, please continue!

Re: Induction

Postby Rob66 » Mon Jan 07, 2013 3:47 am

DEFINITELY continue!

Re: Induction F/M

Postby Sacrificiallove » Mon Jan 14, 2013 4:27 pm

Yes, definitely continue. I'd like to see where this goes.

Re: Induction F/M

Postby thedarkdefender » Sat Jan 19, 2013 6:33 am

Amazing start.
Hope to read more soon.