Message-ID: <13685eli$9808050212@qz.little-neck.ny.us> X-Archived-At: From: Subject: HypFant 8: A Night After the Opera (mc,ff) Newsgroups: alt.sex.stories.moderated,alt.sex.stories Followup-To: alt.sex.stories.d Path: qz!not-for-mail Organization: The Committee To Thwart Spam Approved: X-Moderator-Contact: Eli the Bearded X-Story-Submission: X-Original-Message-ID: HypFant 8: A Night After the Opera by MAW MC, FF Starring Virgina Madsen (Gotham) and Sherilyn Fenn (Twin Peaks) Not to be read by anyone under 18. This story contains graphic descriptions of sexuality. If this offends you, leave now. This is fiction. Hypnosis does not work this way. If you feel like trying this, seek help. This story is based on a manufactured image at www.Privatepages.com. All suggestions/scenarios and comments welcomed. Enjoy. Veronica was impressed. Jake hadn't seemed the kind of man to take her to the opera. An action movie with lots of explosions was her guess when he asked her out. But Jake seemed to enjoy the opera as much as she did, applauding loudly at its conclusion and producing his own set of glasses, which he was kind enough to lend to Veronica. She was beginning to think he wasn't such a bad catch after all. Jake had excused himself at the opera's conclusion, leaving Veronica behind. Her short black hair was elegantly combed and she was wearing an exquisite red dress with a golden chest, her nice breasts held up tight, her long legs held in tight hose. She absently strummed her fingers on her purse, hoping that Jake would return soon. She was looking forward to what he had planned for the rest of the evening. A voice caught her attention. "Look here, please." Veronica turned to see a tall attractive woman with long blond hair standing before her. She wore a black dress with a unique print design on the front. Smiling, she was holding a green disk attached to a chain, a medallion with an odd spiral on it. "What isss..." Veronica's voice trailed off as the pendant began to glow, the spiral seeming to turn. Veronica couldn't take her eyes off of it, the glowing disk filling her entire field of vision. A dullness came over her mind, washing away any thoughts of Jake or the opera or anything else. In seconds, she was motionless, staring into the glowing gem in rapture. Melanie smiled. Oh, this was a fine catch. Jake had done well again. Using such a handsome young man to lure companions to her had been a wise idea. Jake was currently on his way home, his mind already erasing the memory of this encounter, just as it had all the others since Melanie had entranced him. Lowering the disk, the blonde-haired woman began to give commands that Veronica was helpless to disobey. "Veronica, my name is Melanie. Jake isn't coming back. But you don't really care about that, do you? No, you don't care at all about Jake now. All you care about is me. About doing anything I ask you to do. You find me attractive, don't you, Veronica?" "Yes, Melanie," Veronica said in a flat tone. "You'll do anything I say, won't you Veronica?" "Yes, Melanie." "Very well. Stand up and follow me." Melanie took Veronica by the hand and led her out of the box. They walked down the stairs and out of the theater, heading towards a white limo. Melanie opened the door and let the blank-faced Veronica in. She sat next to her on a plush seat. The limo pulled away and the two were left alone. Melanie put a hand on Veronica's shoulder and pulled the younger woman into a kiss. Veronica responded slowly, then with a little more passion as Melanie wrapped her tongue around hers. Melanie put a hand up to Veronica's chest, sliding it easily into her cleavage. She worked her hand in, kneading it in between Veronica's breasts, causing her to sigh through Melanie's lips. They remained that way through the entire ride to Melanie's mansion, liplocked and loving it. Melanie led Veronica into her expansive house. The servants had the night off, Melanie loving privacy when she entertained. She led Veronica up the stairs and into her room. She unzipped the side of her dress, shrugging it off. She was naked underneath, her breasts falling loose. She turned and looked at the hypnotized Veronica. "I think we'll take a bath together," she announced. "Take off your clothes, Veronica, and we can bathe together." Veronica didn't hesitate in disrobing, her breasts falling free as she slid her dress off. Melanie felt a thrill course through her as she watched Veronica slide her hose off her legs, her bare ass sticking in the air. The two nude women entered Melanie's bathroom, which was the size of most apartments. Melanie was pleased to see that her servants had done their job well. The large tub was filled with water and soap, the temperature perfect for Melanie. She led Victoria into the tub and sat her down. For a moment, neither moved, Melanie examining the wonderfully nude form before her, Victoria mindlessly waiting for instructions. Melanie reached behind her and took a sponge in her hand. She ran it over Victoria's breasts, ripples of soap running down her curves. She lightly washed Victoria's chest, running the sponge with care over the tits. After she had done so, she reached down and gave each nipple a tickle with her tongue. She moved the sponge over Victoria's body, finally plunging it under water, down the flat stomach and to Victoria's clit. Melanie was good. She let the sponge slide along Victoria's thighs, lightly touching the dark patch in between. She kept it up for several minutes, making sweeping motions that intensified the pleasure Veronica was feeling. Melanie took her hand out and instructed Veronica to turn over. Veronica did so, facing the lip of the tub, her wet ass sticking in the air. Melanie began sponging her behind, letting the soapy water trail along the buttocks. As she cleaned her with one hand, Melanie let the other slide down into Victoria's pussy, her fingers easily moving in. She began to push her way inside, the fingers sliding along the entire area, probing into Victoria in a way she'd never felt before. Victoria moaned and pushed herself against the tub as Melanie fingered her. Her body rocked back and forth as she felt herself build and finally let loose in an awesome display, her cum streaking across Melanie's fingers and into the palm of her hand. Melanie had denied herself too long. She sat herself on the edge of the tub, her wet buttocks against the tiled steps. She spread her legs, showing her blond pussy, wet from much more than water. Victoria needed no orders for this. She moved her head in and began to lick at Melanie, her tongue diving in and out of the blond lips, doing her best to reward her mistress with the same passion she had been eager to give. Her hands ran up and down Melanie's thighs, squeezing them as she continued to lick at her. Melanie's thighs clamped around her head, holding her in tight as she came, again and again, streaking Victoria's prim and proper face with yellow streams. The two dried off and fell onto the massive bed. Melanie let Victoria spend a few minutes licking at her nipples before moving so the two were in a 69 position. As they licked away at one another, Melanie had to thank herself again for an excellent choice, another in her long line of all-too-willing servants who would dedicate themselves to serving her however they could. And people said the opera was boring. -- +----------------' Story submission `-+-' Moderator contact `--------------+ | | | | Archive site +----------------------+--------------------+ Newsgroup FAQ | ----