Entrancing Hedra: Pt. 02

Hedra didn't last three days. On Wednesday, a full twenty-four hours before our scheduled session, she phoned the office. Elizabeth took her call, lying with casual ease.

"I'm sorry, Heady. The Doctor is fully scheduled today. Yeah. Uh-huh. Well, I could see if he'd skip his lunch hour, but it would be billed double, as an emergency. That's fine? Yes, Aaron's card is on file. See you soon."

As I suspected, Elizabeth did indeed know Hedra. Despite what my protégé told Hedra, I wasn't busy at all. My skills long since had made me independently wealthy. But I was passionate about the change I brought to people in need. I went out into the waiting room. Like my office, it was curated to lower a patient's baseline. Warm woods and lush carpet. Custom commissioned art with subliminal imagery. A saltwater aquarium, its sound and motions naturally entrancing.

Elizabeth's desk was bar style, long and curving. Monitors tucked behind the shelfed top gave multiple angles of all our office's rooms. I stood behind Elizabeth, who was reviewing my and Hedra's first session.

"Heady, what a cute little nickname. And apropos."

Elizabeth turned to flash a not-guilty grin. She was elfish in form and feature, with dark red hair expressive green eyes that she commanded full control over. She was more than my receptionist. She was my protégé, soon to build her own client base, under my wing.

"You caught me. We went to all-girl's school together. She's a stuck-up little twat. It made my year, seeing you force-fuck her face."

"I did no such thing. Hedra was completely consenting, on an instinctual level. You can't rape the willing, Elizabeth."

Elizabeth rolled her eyes. "Uh-huh. Well, I'd give my right ovary to grind my gash into her upturned nose."

I considered Elizbeth's request. It was time to forward her education in the art of Hypnosis, and Hedra was a perfect practice patient. The desperate thing had practically dove into a deep trance state with the barest of prompting, skipping the average of four sessions it typically took to end up with my big cock in one of your holes. And her severe oral fixation likely extended to cunnilingus.

Also, it was important to treat your treasured employees well.

"It is early yet in Hedra's programming, Elizabeth. But, should all go well, I will grant your wish."

Elizabeth beamed, a sinister sparkle in her eye.

"On two provisions," I continued. "First, I will be present to guide you. Your clear vendetta with Hedra could cause you to ruin her programming, and I cannot allow that. Hedra is special."

"Oh-kay," Elizabeth sighed.

"And two, you will disclose the nature of your grievance with Hedra. As you are admirably resistant to a trance state, we will operate on the honor system."

"Oh, well, shit. For sure, you have to hear--"

"Not now, Elizabeth. I need you to brew Hedra her tea and check the recording system."

"No problem, bossman."

I was a step into my office before I turned around. "By nay chance, do you also know this Aaron fellow Hedra is engaged to?"

"Only that he's a schmuck. He tried to hook up with an ex of mine and blew his load in the condom before he even stuck it in."

"That aligns with what Hedra has confessed to me," I replied. "Aaron is going to experience a billing issue during Hedra's session."

Elizabeth responded with a delighted, open-mouth grin.

Hedra arrived early, anxious for her second session. Elizabeth primed Hedra by making her wait while engaging in chit-chat, which further build her anticipation. My protégé was dangerously competent. You'd never guess she housed such intense contempt for Hedra. Surely Hedra herself did not suspect. I was forced to interrupt them via intercom.

"I'm ready for Hedra."

"I'll send her in, Doctor," Elizabeth replied.

I rose from my desk as Hedra came in. She smiled wide when she saw me, closing the gap on between us fairly skipping on the balls of her feet. Today, she was wearing a long-sleeved black turtleneck under with a knee-length plaid skirt with black nylons. As much as she tried to hide her enormous bosoms, showing not so much as a stripe of skin, their buoyant roundness was visible at all angles of her silhouette. It was a clear change from two days ago, when she had strapped her giant tits down in a feeble attempt to contain them. As she walked toward me, she slipped a scrunchie from her wrist and put her waist-length wavy black hair into a ponytail, subconsciously obeying a rule from her programming.

"Thank you so much for making time for me."

"Hedra, how does a good girl greet Doctor?"

She inhaled in shock as my trigger phrase induced a response, saying, "Oh! Please don't think I'm bad."

Hedra bent over at the waist and used both hands to unzip my fly, reaching in to withdraw my soft, meaty cock and weighty, musky sack. Holding it reverently in her open hand, she slathered a lingering kiss on my mushroom head, then turned to sit in the smaller of two facing chairs. I sat with her, leaving my dense meat and heavy testicles out in clear view.

Watching on her concealed monitors, Elizabeth brought in Hedra's tea.

"Oh! Thank you, Hedra said, looking up at her. "I could make an appointment just for this. It's so good." She took a sip of the tea immediately. It was my own special blend, developed to make the limbs heavy and mind fuzzy. "It's like liquid relaxation. You should sell it in stores."

And be immediately arrested and sued if I did so. "I'd rather it stay a special treat for my patients."

Hedra smiled softly in approval as she took another sip. "I'm so sorry for the short notice. I don't know what happened. I was having brunch with Aaron and I suddenly had this overpowering urge to smoke. You said to contact you immediately if that happened."

"I did." As we conversed, Hedra did not acknowledge my meaty cock and balls were hanging out of my slacks. It was as large when soft as most men were hard, the pronounced, purple mushroom head still shiny from Hedra's lavish kiss. "Can you recall what was happening when this urge struck you?"

Hedra took a sip of her tea, trying to focus. The harder she tried, the more she would exhaust herself. With her hair up, I could see she was wearing hoop earrings, as programmed. Adding small programming details to a patient's morning routine helped prime their behavior. Plus, I correctly assumed they would look good on her.

"Well... he was drinking. I thought it was a bit early for that, though I guess that's the point of brunch. I made a comment, then he said something about there being nothing wrong with a liquid lunch. I guess it annoyed me, because I wanted to smoke right then and there."

"Hmm." Though adjacent in theme, "liquid lunch" was not one of Hedra's trigger phrases. But even before programming, she experienced intense cum cravings, which she had self-medicated through nicotine use. "That could be the cause."

Hedra drank deeply from her cup. "I just... whatever it was, I don't want to smoke. Can you work your magic again?"

I nodded, thinking, I already have, you naïve little jizz junkie. Blood rushed to my resting cock, causing it to steadily swell. Pulsing and growing in time with my heartbeat, it began to rise up, now draped over my upper thigh.

Elizabeth came in the moment Hedra had emptied her cup. While one might think patients would find this timing suspicious, they rarely did with the tea in their system. As she took the cup, Hedra said, "Thanks, Lizzy."

A fleeting flash of loathing crossed Elizabeth's face. "Down the hatch, Heady," she replied, turning the empty cup over. When Hedra turned her attention back to me, Elizabeth made a pumping motion with her free hand, miming using Hedra's head like a masturbatory tool.

My big cock now rising up to rest on my abdomen, I nodded acknowledgement to Elizabeth as left she left Hedra and I alone. Hedra was well trained in taking lessons, having been reared under a constant barrage of academic and extracurricular activities, with scarcely a moment to herself. Without being prompted, she assumed the proper posture, though I had only instructed her on it a single time: back straight, chin up, arms settled on the chair with palms down, feet firmly flat on the floor.

"I'm ready, Doctor."

Hedra's words were already drifting distant, the cozy surroundings and calming tea taking their toll. It also did not hurt that her first experience with hypnotism had produced such positive results, having ended with her crumpled in her chair, in mind-breaking ecstasy and a stomach full of semen.

I stood before her. Her chair was purposefully designed so that my veiny, engorged rod and musky, heavy sack were directly in her face. I lowered the circular, burnished surface of the pocket watch into view and began its arc, careful to not collide it with my girthy package.

"Follow the watch with only your eyes, Hedra. Chin up."

Hedra fought in vain to correct her posture, straining to raise her head as her eyes traveled back and forth. The burnished disk mirrored the firelight as it swung.

"Back and forth... feet flat, Hedra. Back and forth... spine straight..."

Induction was faster this time, and the process would only accelerate. The more times Hedra went under, the more susceptible she would become. Tracking the watch quickly became too much for the poor thing. Her gaze became fixed in the center, directly upon the massive, mature monster throbbing within easy reach. Hedra's mouth fell open as her arms slid off their rests. The swinging watch became a disk of light, and Hedra's eyes rolled back as she entered somnambulism, the deepest state of entrancement.

I sat back down, my girthy, fleshy pole, again resting against my stomach, the wide slit in my fat cockhead now weeping honey-thick precum. "Good girl, Hedra. Very good. Now, why were you do desperate to see me?"

Hedra's leg twitched in a hypnic jerk. Her voice was a shameful whisper. "I... got thirsty, Doctor. When Aaron said there was nothing wrong with a liquid lunch."

"And you thought of me." My cock throbbed, and a gout of precum erupted to ooze down my shaft.

"Yes."

"And what image flashed in your mind?"

Hedra panted, a bead of spit forming in the center of her bottom lip.

"Your cock. Sucking your huge, delicious, mature cock. I got up and called right away."

"You didn't think to ask Aaron to feed you?"

Hedra shook her head. "Eeewww, no. He's so teeny tiny. That would be like not sucking at all."

"Good girl. Well, I see no reason to deny you further. Listen carefully, Hedra. You've been so good, it's time to be bad and treat yourself to a cheat meal."

At my utterance of that specific trigger phrase, Hedra reached down pulled her turtleneck up, exposing her big, buoyant breasts. The reason her silhouette was different became clear: she had switched from a heavy-duty brazier designed to tightly contain her generous assets, to a lacy black number intended for lewd display. Had she gone out and bought it new, or was it hidden away for the day she summoned the courage?

She undid the front clasp of her barely-a-brazier, freeing her massive tits. They jiggled into settling, her small, pale pink nipples blushing hard. This was part of her programming, that her breasts be exposed when she sucked cock.

Hedra didn't bother to stand. Instead, she leaned forward, moving onto her hands and knees, and crawled to cross the space between us, her mammoth milkers swaying pleasingly. I was still fully clothed: tweed blazer, button-down shirt, slacks, and loafers. But my fully erect member and silver-haired balls were as exposed as Hedra's giant, perfect tits. She rested her hands on my thighs as she kneeled between my legs, staring hungrily at my glazed and glistening cock.

"Your fiancé paid for a full session, Hedra. We are in no hurry."

With a scant nod, Hedra descended, brushing her lips over my cockhead before swiping out with her tongue to lap up the precum pooled in the wide slit. Once my mushroom had been thoroughly spit polished, she moved, twisting her had to suck along the shaft and harvest the cock snot that coating it.

"How does Doctor's dick taste, Hedra?"

The little cumslut refused to stop worshipping my mature meat to answer, instead only making a sound as if I were utterly delicious. "Mmmnmmn... ssslp..."

I relaxed back into the chair, manspreading fully to give Hedra room to worship at the altar of huge, well-seasoned cock. "Be a good girl and make out with Doctor's balls. It is where I make your very favorite hot drink, after all."

"Yessss Doctor," Hedra managed.

She kissed each of my testicles gently, then, realizing they too were glazed in slippery, salty/sweet precum, began lapping at them like they were a pair of candied plums. I took hold of the pump handle Hedra had made for me, wrapping my hand in that silky jet-black hair, and shoved her face into my musky sack.

"Inhale, Hedra. Take in my scent."

Whimpering, Hedra complied, breathing deeply as I smothered her with my weighty ballbag. She deeply inhaled, pulling at my sensitive flesh, before exhaling in a hot pant against my fully-loaded sperm center.

"Use your mouth for what its best for, Hedra, and suck on my balls like a bad girl."

Hedra thought of her actions as good and bad, and when programming her, I took that into account. When she was permitted to be bad, any hesitance of shame fled from her, leaving only a filthy, depraved whore. She filled her mouth, sucking one of my plums completely into her mouth, then the other. Her hand went to the base of my shaft, lazily stroking while shifting it from side to side as she dove in hungrily. Her naked enthusiasm spurred me to attempt the next stage of her programming.

"Hedra, you've been dreaming your favorite dream, but it is time to wake up. When you awake, you will find nothing unusual about what we are doing. You will consider sucking my cock a normal, essential element of your treatment to stop smoking."

Hedra nodded as she nursed on my nuts. "Ssssloorp..... mmhmm.... sssshulp..."

"Hedra, it's time to wake up. You will be fully aware in three... two... one..."

SNAP!

Hedra head snapped up one of my leaden nuts still in her mouth. She released my testicle with a POP, her stormy gray eyes meeting mine. I stared down at her, my face filled with benevolence.

"Are you comfortable, Hedra?"

Her lips plump from suction, and chin soaked with spit, Hedra nodded. "Mhhmmm. The carpet is thick enough to sleep on, Doctor. Don't worry about me."

She then lowered her mouth back down and resumed slobbering on my sack.

"That's enough foreplay, Hedra. You may feed yourself now."

"Fhank yuh, Doctor," Hedra replied, unwilling to stop lapping at my testicles. She rested her tongue behind my balls and rose up slowly with one long, lavish lick from taint to tip. With a trembling exhale, she opened wide and slid her lips over my fat cockhead, softly dragging, until my fleshy mushroom filled her mouth. Locking her lips behind my pronounced crown, she suckled softly to draw out my endless precum, while wrapping her left hand around the base for leverage. Her fingers were an inch from touching, as she squeezed, testing my iron hardness. When my flesh refused to yield, she squeezed harder. I could feel her engagement ring, coll against my hot skin as she whimpered with the growing need to feel me buried down her throat.

I tore my eyes from her and gave a hand signal. Having been watching, Elizabeth came into the room. Hedra pulled away at her intrusion, a line of spit spreading from her bottom lip to my fat cockhead.

"Hey Heady, we're having a problem with Aaron's card. Can you call him?"

As phones are not permitted during session, Elizabeth crossed the room to hand Hedra hers back. I watched Hedra's stormy-sky eyes closely as she processed Elizabeth's words, glancing back at my huge, leaky dick. Her left hand still wrapped around me, Hedra took her offered phone.

"Of course. Sorry, Doctor. I'm not sure why--"

Unable to resist any longer, Hedra turned back to my cock, slipping her mouth back over my cockhead. Mouth distended around my plump mushroom, her head turned slightly to see her screen, Hedra called her fiancé.

Behind her, Elizabeth shot me that wide-mouthed grin of overjoyed shock. My slight nod of confirmation completed our exchange. As I had told her, Hedra was special. After two sessions, she had embraced programming that would take other patients months to achieve, if ever.

Still turned towards her screen, Hedra started to bobbed gently, dragging her lips up and down the first few inches of my shaft while keeping my cockhead fully immersed in her scalding, spit-filled mouth. Her contact photo for Aaron was presumably from their engagement photos. Hedra looking stunning, in a flowing plum dress that failed in its battle to contain her curves. Aaron was the total package: tall, dark, handsome, and presumably monied. His clothing had clearly been chosen to match Hedra's dress. They looked good together, two young, attractive people with a bright future ahead of them. A true power couple on their way to the altar.

Hedra was bobbing away when Aaron answered her call.

"Hey, pumpkin. Everything okay?"

She rose up off me, swirling her tongue as she reluctantly pulled away. Her mouth was a wet little face pussy, and several strands of spit now connected her lips to my dick.

"Hey, sweetie," Hedra milked my shaft, causing precum to pool along the wide slit of my mushroom head. Panting at the sight, she gathered it up with a curling swipe of her tongue. Once she drank it down, she continued. "I guess something is wrong with your card."

"Oh. Huh. It worked last time."

Hedra nodded at her fiancé's words while bobbing up and down my salty, girthy meat. She pulled away with an audible pop, her big, exposed tits bouncing as she dramatically sighed from being interrupted and turned towards Elizabeth.

"Does Aaron need to come in, Lizzie?"

Elizabeth fumed at the nickname, and looked to me, her green eyes blazing. I gave a scant shake of the head. It was too soon to for Aaron to be present in person. Hedra failed to notice our silent exchange, as she had immediately returned to slurping on my big cock, left hand wrapped around me, right hand holding her phone close to her face.

She could no longer resist and started to dive deeper, my cockhead flirting with the back of her throat. In our first session, I had programmed uvula was like a second clitoris. Throating my cock was akin to using it to rub her slit. Every time my fat, slippery mushroom head ground into that hanging nub in the back of her throat, electric sparks of euphoria coursed through her body.

"Glrk... mmnph... glrk... nnnnph!"

"No," Elzabeth answered, exhaling steam. "The system just blanked it."

Hedra pushed her phone towards Elizabeth while repeatedly throating my dick. Elizabeth snatched it from her hand and went back to her desk. Both her hands now free, Hedra relocated them to my thighs to better brace herself as she avidly choked herself on a salty pole twice her age. Her entire body vibrated as she bounced head in my lap, my fat mushroom head colliding with her newly discoverd throat clit again and again.

I could hear Elizabeth pretending to re-enter Aaron's credit card information as Hedra forced my fat dick down her neck, twisting her head slightly to work me deeper an inch at a time. She was now fighting to reach her special, secret spot -- a place I had programmed to act as mental G spot only my prodigious penis could reach.

"Allow me to better serve you, Hedra," I said. I shuffled to the edge of my chair and adjusted my posture forward so my cock was now parallel to the floor. Hedra did her best to thank me without unholstering my dick from her neck.

"Thkyuglk..."

Hedra moved onto all fours and canted her head back to align her mouth and throat into a seamless fuck-tunnel. The position required her to arch her back, raising plump, heart-shaped ass and presenting her huge alabaster milkers. She started to rock back and forth, a motion typically reserved to drive one's hips back into a waiting cock. Except now, it was to thrust her face forward. Her big tits swayed as she drove herself into my big cock like a lewd battering ram, trying to break through her throat barrier.

"Gluurk... gluurk.... gluurrk..."

The sawing motion across her uvula urged Hedra towards climax. Though she was yet to touch herself, the little suckslut was so gushing wet I could smell her. Through the open door, Elizabeth was watching, waiting for the right moment to return. Knowing that Hedra's fiancé was on an open line spurred me. As my balls started to boil over, I palmed the back of her head.

"Let Doctor... unngh.... help, Hedra."

I thrust forward, driving with my hips as I slammed Hedra's head into my crotch. My unyielding pillar pierced her throat barrier as her nose disappeared into a thicket of silver/blond pubic hair. My heavy sack rested on her chin as my cock swelled, a hot eruption racing up my shaft.

My mushroom head seated into Hedra special, secret spot as it swelled huge. Her eyes rolled back as she entered a state of euphoric bliss, a brain-breaking orgasm rolling through every iota of her being. My cock throbbed as it spit rope after rope of rich, creamy, big cock cum down her throat. With each hard shot, her neck bulged as I pumped an enormous load straight into her stomach. Hedra moaned around my meat as she drank me down.

"Mmmmnnnphnnn Glrp.... glrp... glrp..."

As I made a direct deposit into my filthy little cum-hungry sperm bank, Elizaeth came back into the room, Hedra's phone against her ear.

"It went through that time, Aaron. You're such a great guy, paying for fiancée's sessions. Hedra sure is one lucky girl." Elizabeth watched Hedra drink straight from my tap as Aaron replied, then continued. "Actually, they are both finishing now."

Elizabeth lowered the phone down, next to where my aged manmeat met Hedra's college co-ed mouth. The heavy blasts had passed, and my cock pulsed softly as Hedra's throat muscles milked a slow stream from my balls while she basked in post-orgasm nirvana.

"Glp... glp.... glp..."

Hedra gave an involuntary twitch, a sign she was going to collapse from lack of oxygen. When entranced, the depraved throatwhore lost all sense of self-perseveration, seeking only to sheathe my considerable endowment in her gullet. I pushed myself away to rest against my chair back, withdrawing my sated semen-saber from her throat.

My hand laced deep in Hedra's hair steadied her wavering form. The poor thing was utterly cock drunk. She rocked in place, her giant, milk melons swaying, as a torrent of her drool and my sperm poured down her chin and onto her bare chest. Elizabeth held Hedra's phone close to her insensate form.

"Say goodbye to your fiancé," I instructed.

"B-buh bye, huhny... luv'd... lunch..."

I took the phone from Elizabeth as I lowered Hedra into my lap to recover.

"Forgive your fiancée, Aaron. Post-session she can be a bit incoherent as she returns to baseline."

Aaron sounded a tad confused. "Oh. Okay. Was she snoring or something?"

"Ah, no. What you were hearing was a form of rhythmic breathing. Hedra is taking to it well. You may have noticed some changes."

"Yeah, she hasn't smoked since her first session." There was a hint of pride in Aaron's voice, but it still held the insecurity of young man who knew he had a pinprick. "And I can tell when she's sneaking a suck. Heady is so terrible at hiding things. Anyway, you're a miracle worker, Doctor. Thanks so much."

I stroked Hedra's shining dark hair like a the good little cumpet she was, as she nestled dreamily into my spit covered, sated cock and balls. "My work is its own reward, Aaron."

End Part 2