Entrancing Hedra: Pt. 03

I was working at my desk when Elizabeth came in, moving with purpose. She was elfin in form, with deep red hair and lantern green eyes. I looked away from my screen to give her as much attention as I was currently able to muster.

"Today is Hedra's one month anniversary."

Almost in reply, muffled sounds came from under my desk.

"Glruk... grulp... glurp..."

"That is correct," I replied. "Though she has averaged three sessions a week, putting her closer to six weeks' worth of treatment. It seems there is always some emergent issue that forces her to rush over for a special session. Today, for example."

"The dumb bitch does love ball batter, that's for sure," Elizabeth sneered. "Listen to her under there, working that pole."

"Glrup... ssslp... glurk.... ssslp..."

I didn't bother myself with a reply. Elizabeth was stewing, and the pressure would out her grievance.

She huffed at my tactic, and went on. "When do I get her?"

"If you recall, there were two conditions for you meet in order to practice your skills on Hedra. The first being that I am present, so your vendetta with her does not sabotage her programming. Hedra is special. I'll not have her touring every glory hole in town."

"Oh come on, Farrah was way into that shit. I barely had to bring it up and she was googling rest stops."

"We are not engaging in debate, Elizabeth," I replied. "Second, the time has come for you to disclose the origin of your rivalry. Of which, by the by, Hedra appears oblivious."

I glanced at the screen mounted on my desk. It was currently split-screened to show the four underdesk cameras. Hedra was on her knees, bent low, feasting on my mature meat, my big cock and plum-sized balls resting outside my open fly. Her hands pulled on my belt to gain leverage to better fuck her own face.

Her snow white double-D cup breasts were exposed. Under my guidance, her clothing had steadily become more revealing. Today, Hedra came in wearing a new top: a rust-collared sleeveless turtleneck sweater with a cut-out area to display her ample cleavage. Her rounded milk melons crowded into each other without requiring push-up assistance, fairly offering themselves up to you as they bounced with her every step. She'd added a chocolate skirt, the first of such to end above her knee. She had abandoned nylons for thigh-highs.

Before starting to suck, Hedra had pulled her turtleneck down, so that her big bosoms spilled out through the cleavage window. Having her tits out when throating me was part of her programming. She'd done so casually, as if it were not unusual at all to expose your breasts before sucking your hypnotherapist off. Her pale, pink nipples were hard little nubs. It was a true challenge not to pinch and pull at them. Not to grope and mar her flesh. But, besides holding or stroking her hair, I had never laid a hand on Hedra.

It would have been unprofessional.

"Glkglkglgkglk... mmmnhn!"

Such was the sound of Hedra dribbling my spongy mushroom head against her uvula, which caused her to orgasm, as I had programmed her to consider a second, more sensitive clitoris, neck stuffed with cock. Hedra shuddered as electric bliss coursed through her entire being. Her tight little ignored pussy was leaving a wet spot on my carpet. I reminded myself to make her employ that vacuum of a mouth to clean up the mess she had made later.

Wanting to watch the screen, Elizabeth sat on the corner of my desk, a practice permitted for her and her alone. I had a soft spot for Elizabeth, having recognized her as a female version of myself, a generation ago: someone with a natural talent for entrancement, brimming with vicious malice.

"Okay, so, Hedra and I went to all-girl's school," Elizabth began. "It was a place for bad girls, though what some parents considered bad was fucking ridiculous. I got shipped there after I talked this preppy bitch into eating me out on the bus. Looking back, I shouldn't have told everyone to film it."

Like many nascent hypnotists, including myself, Elizabeth discovered at a formative age that she has a knack for talking people into things. That she could connect with them, read and adept to their reactions, and draw them into doing things they only ever dreamed of.

"And what did Hedra do?" Farrah, Hedra's close friend, had already informed me, but it was always best to confirm the truth.

"Secret boyfriend. She got caught sneaking him into her room. Then her parents had her tutor check her computer and found it was overflowing with porn. And real depraved shit. Gag factor. Facial abuse. Meatholes. Farrah had turned her onto it."

I nodded confirmation. Under the desk, Hedra was becoming increasingly desperate to drain my balls, twisting her head and spiraling her tongue, while her spit flowing freely down my sack. The little slut craved cum the way someone suffering from seasonal affective disorder craved sunlight. Having a generous load of gooey semen in her stomach brightened her day and fueled her fervor. As a girl who had taken a double schedule of classes while planning her wedding, she couldn't go forty-eight hours without a generous helping of her favorite comfort meal.

But Hedra would have to wait. I unloaded when I decided. In order to control others, you must first master self-control, a lesson Elizabeth was yet to absorb. She looked to the camera with grudging respect for Hedra's rapidly improving technique.

"She's a quick learner."

"Hedra never had a proper, adult-sized cock to practice on. Even before Aaron, her brief dalliances ended quickly. Her naked desire to consume cum caused less experienced men to climax quickly. There's nothing quite like discovering an outwardly demure, rare beauty is secretly a ravenous jizz junkie."

Elizabeth rolled her eyes but didn't argue with my assessment. I couldn't help but continue.

"Then the shame of what Hedra had done would wash over her, and she would end all contact. She limited her encounters to vacations and education-related trips. When she began dating Aaron, she became determined that he never know the sperm-thirsty slut locked within her, and thus see her as "bad", in her words. Indeed, she may have chosen Aaron for his unfortunate lack of endowment. When one is an alcoholic, it is best not to date a bartender, so to speak."

Elizabeth made a masturbatory motion, pumping her fist up and down. "Did you want me to be the one talking or not?"

"Forgive me, I will limit my contributions. Please continue."

"So I had been there a year and built a pretty sweet set-up. I was supplying the local pot dealer with a fresh tail in exchange for weed, then bartering or selling kush the other students. Some sneaky footage of instructors with students I honeypotted on them kept them looking the other way. I woke up every morning to one slut or another's face buried in my snatch. Then Hedra came along and fucked it all up."

Though within earshot, Hedra was lost in a cocksucking haze, doing everything she could to empty my balls down her throat.

"Nnnnph... slssp... pluhese... glk..."

"Make her wait," Elizabeth sneered. "Anyway, Hedra shows up and starts tut-tutting with her nose in the air. Scowling at everyone who smoked weed or drank, fuming at girls just having a little fun trading head. Any time I approached her, she'd scamper away, those huge knockers bouncing, and lock herself in her room. Eventually she walked in on a little party I was having. Sort of a musical chairs thing, except the chairs were cock, pussy, weed, and booze."

Elizabeth paused in in fond recollection of the Bacchanalia she had orchestrated. "Hedra was back home a week later. A week after that, I get kicked out. In exchange for my now-useless stash of incriminating videos, one of my former instructors tells me that Hedra submitted a pile of evidence to her mom. Dates, times. Everything about the dealers and stores that sold us booze. And it was multi-media presentation, with a pile of pics and videos. That little fucking tattletale."

I suspected Elizabeth was missing something, but attempting to analyze what she told me from an outside perspective was impossible at the moment. Under Hedra's relentless assault on my sperm bank, my cock was twitching and engorged balls aching to unload.

"You have satisfied my requirements, Elizabeth. And there is still ample time today. Hedra is not due for dinner with her and Aaron's parents for another three hours."

Elizabeth beamed with her open mouth grin, like a human emoji.

"Once... ughn... Hedra has been fed, she will be at the absolute peak of suggestibility. One... ughn... moment..."

I lowered by mental barrier and allowed myself to speed towards climax. My floodgates opened, Hedra was immediately greeted with an erupting fountain of precum.

"MMMmmmn... glp... glp..."

The liquid aperitif caused Hedra to redouble her efforts. She reared back, her tongue whipping around my head, then slammed down, burying her nose in my silver pubic hair, then repeated the motion over and over at a steady pace. Though the sperm-thirsty slut had been skipping the gym in favor of sucking me off, her fiancé was sure to notice his lady-love now had the neck and trapezius strength of an Olympic gymnast.

My mind relaxed, a throaty groan escaped my lips. "Aughgnn..."

At that cue, Hedra dove deep, drilling my dick down her neck while groping for my right hand with her left. When she found it, she dragged it to rest atop her head and pressed down, her engagement band indenting my skin, in a begging signal to help her in her time of greatest need. I took pity on the desperately thirsty thing and leaned forward while jerking her head firmly into my crotch.

My prodigious penis went balls deep, Hedra's drool-soaked chin meeting my tightening sack. The flaring mushroom head knocked on her special, secret spot -- another programmed location deep in her throat only I had hope of reaching. An explosion of euphoria consumed her body. At the same time, a lava-hot rush ran up my central vein. There was a the briefest of pauses as my cock swelled enormous, then hosed a robust stream of semen down her neck.

"NMMNnnnnf!"

Hedra's throat milked me as a series of thick shots followed, gooey ropes of sperm delivered straight to her growling tummy. Unwilling to pull away, she exhaled as best she could through her nose, tickling my small, silver hairs. On the screen, her eyes had rolled back as her lids fluttered in blissful satiation.

I both felt and saw Hedra start to slump. When mindbroken, she had no sense of self-preservation. She would have happily choked herself unconscious on my seasoned bitchbreaker. I guided her away, unholstering my member from her neck, the mushroom head uncorking a wave of drool and cock snot. I lowered her onto the floor to recover, then rose, and, tucking myself away, addressed Elizabeth.

"Sit with her on the floor. I will watch on the monitors. Do not overload her induction queue. Your impatience often works against your goals."

Elizabeth issued a mocking salute and plopped down Indian style next to Hedra, stroking her hair while shuffling close, until Hedra's head rested in her lap. It was wise. My fatherly approach would not work coming from her. It had to be replaced with a more maternal, or, more accurately, sisterly one.

"Hey Heady, wasn't that nice?"

"Mmm-hmm."

"You did so good. You really earned your cheat meal. How does Dr. Jack's load feel, all warm and sticky in your stomach?"

At that thought, Hedra rubbed her thighs together. "Uhnn..."

"Now it's time for a nice, lazy make-out sesh. Remember, back before it was all sex, sex, sex, when you'd just French for hours?"

"Mmhnm..."

Elizabeth pet Hedra, then stroked her pale, perfect breasts with the back of her hand. "That's what we're going to do now. Just kiss and kiss and kiss."

Unlike Hedra, who I had never seen in pants, Elizabeth wore whatever she found appealing that day, though I had forbidden jeans and things with an excessive number of studs or spikes. She was the face of the office, after all. Today, however, on the possibility of Hedra being passed to her, she had elected for a long, billowy black skirt.

Elizabeth raised her skirt up, removing the barrier between her lap and Hedra's face. Her legs were bare, and she had also neglected to don underwear. Elizabeth shaved her mound bald, or, more likely had entranced someone else to do so, as her legs were also perfectly smooth. Come to think of it, her eyebrows and nails were always flawlessly manicured, and her hair consistently colored. Her story of having a harem of either entranced or extorted sycophants resonated. I resolved to watch her more closely.

Elizabeth slowly slid onto her lower back, propping herself up on her elbows as her hips rotated her hairless pussy towards Hedra's lips. "Just a quick peck, Heady. A soft, sweet butterfly kiss between friends."

Hedra smiled dreamily, before delivering the requested affection to Elizabeth's pert pussy lips. Admittedly, Elizabeth had an aesthetically pleasing vagina, with slender pink vulva and a delicate hood. Hedra's first, tentative peck became a second, longer one, her lips lingering, then another, and another, as she idly smooched Elizabeth's cooch.

A smug, satisfied smile spread on Elizabeth's face. "Girls teach each other how to kiss, Heady. I bet that's how you learned. So take it from me: no one likes a dry kiss. Wet your lips, and wet mine too."

Hedra, trained all her life to be a good pupil, did as she was told, planting soft, wet kisses all over Elizabeth's now glistening pink pussy. Elizabeth subtly pumped her hips under the soft caresses, making sure Hedra's lips collided with her hood.

"That's sooo good, Heady. Isn't making out so much fun? Now, girl-to-girl, start to slipping in a little tongue. Small swipes, in between those moist kisses."

Hedra threw herself into the task, her kisses becoming sloppier as her tongue lashed out intermittently. Canting her head back, Elizabeth moaned a smile, reveling in having her frenemy feast on her wet gash -- her phrasing, not mine. She shifted, draping her legs over Hedra's shoulders and lacing both hands into the silky mass of Hedra's dark hair.

"Fuuuck yes. Uhhn. You are such a good kisser, Heady. Just two girls having some innocent fun so when the time... uhhn.... cums we're ready when we go on dates with boys. Now, let's practice Frenching. Slip your tongue past my lips. Explore..... ahhn... a little before going back to kissing and licking outside."

Hedra did as she was told, titling her head slightly as if her and Elizabeth were actually kissing before slipping her tongue inside her frenemy's box. Elizabeth emitted a throaty moan as her flower parted its petals and her nectar flowed. Hedra back to sloppily making out with Elizabeth's lips and hood, her lips and chin shiny with spit and Elizabeth's juices, before dipping her tongue back into Elizabeth's well. Hedra looked to enjoy the taste. She stated to softly moan as she wantonly ate Elizabeth out.

"Ssslllup.... mmn.... ssslp.... ymmn... ssssllp!"

Elizabeth tightened laced grip on Hedra's hair and she ground her hips into Hedra's face more fervently. She decided it was time to insert a new suggestion. "Listen carefully, Heady. We're going to take turns now. Everything you're doing to me, you're going to feel me doing it right back to you. My head is in between your legs just like yours is between mine. Now, eat my creamy cunt, you stuck-up bitch."

Hedra dove in, instantly moaning at the mirrored suggestion. She arched her back to present her slit to the illusion of Elizabeth performing oral on her, while lapping at her "friend's" very real, soaked slit. I had to hand it to Elizabeth, the girl was creative in her humiliations. In essence, she had tricked Hedra into eating her own pussy. The two of them moaned and hissed pleasure in concert, under Hedra's shameless ministrations. Having fully broke Hedra, Elizabeth turned up the degradation.

"Tongue fuck me, you filthy holewhore. Thaaat's it.... uhhn.... how does my gash taste you little lezzie? That's your private joke, isn't it. I'm Lizzie the Lezzie who you got kicked out of school. Well who's got a taste for pussy now? Deeper. Tongue fuck me deeper, Heady. Yesssss. Fuuucking lickslut. Curl that pussy pleaser you call a tongue when it's inside me. Ahhhn! Keep your tip firm when you're tonguing me out, Heady. Thaaat's it. I'm going to cream all over that pretty face of yours, bitch."

Elizabeth crunched forward, locking her legs around Hedra's head while using both hands to grid her face into her gushing pussy. Her hips moved in concert as she rode Hedra's mouth to orgasm. At the same time, Hedra's own hips rolled, that heart-shaped ass twerking at the air against an imagined mouth.

One of the four underdesk cameras caught a perfect view of Hedra's folds. She had soaked through her purple satin panties, her sticky juices running down her thighs as she ate herself out. The two of them convulsed together, moaning deeply, though Hedra's moans were muffled from her faced buried between Elizabeth's legs. Elizabeth held her there as she rode out her climax then collapsed. Hedra collapsed with her, face down in the soaked spot on the carpet, her ass still in the air.

When Elizabeth was done softly shuddering, she rolled onto her side and gave Hedra's presented pussy a sharp spank.

"Well done, Heady. Who knew you would be such an obedient little muffdiver? Now, listen closely: When you go to dinner tonight, be sure to give Aaron a big, deep kiss. Then skip dinner. Tell everyone you had a huge liquid lunch, you know, as part of your meal plan so you can fit that slutty body into your wedding dress."

Hedra's lips moved in a soundless muffle of acknowledgment before she fell into a deep, restful sleep.

I spent the rest of Hedra's time guiding Elizabeth's programming, though she had carefully studied the footage of my initial session with Hedra and needed little help. I ensured Elizabeth did not interfere or contradict, but rather enhance and texture, to my plans for Hedra. Though, it appeared Elizabeth had experienced something of a catharsis through having Hedra feast on her. The edge of her anger had somewhat dulled.

When we were finished, we brought Hedra out of her trance. She breathed deeply, practically glowing.

"I can't believe how amazing I feel," she said, bending down to suck and lick the wet spots she had created on the carpet clean while lewdly wiggling her gartered bottom. "You really are magical, Doctor."

She went into my private bathroom, where she straightened herself up, not questioning her tangled hair, ruined make-up, drool-and-cum spattered tits, or pussy-painted thighs. "I was so stressed about tonight. You know, my and Aaron's parents getting together, and now I'm floating."

Hedra emerged fully freshened, hair tamed and make-up redone. She skipped over to where Elizabeth and I awaited her. Bending at the waist, she first lifted Elizabeth's skirt to plant a kiss on her perky ass, leaving a clear lipstick mark, then turned to lavish a worshipful kiss on my fat cockhead.

"Thanks Lizzie! Thanks Doctor! See you Friday!"

As we watched her leave, Elizabeth said, "Fine. You were right. She's special."

"Indeed. When we are finished, having achieved her true, inner self, Hedra will be my masterpiece."