The Hypnotist - Part 19

The Hypnotist -- Part 19

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In this part Marvin makes his move on Michelle. Gerry finds himself helplessly watching as Marvin does things to his wife that he could never have imagined. Gerry joins forced with Pete to try and put an end to what is happening. Meanwhile Carmen and Rodney have lined up new clientele anxious for a little paid alone time with the busty wife. Gerry and Pete follow her car after placing a GPS tracker on it but will they arrive in time to rescue her? Stay tuned...

I thought that Chapter 20 would be the last chapter but my creativity seems hell bent on keeping this series alive a little bit longer. Keep the comments coming as it is my only compensation. Enjoy!

In the meantime remember, as always, that this story is pure fantasy fiction and that all characters engaging in any sexual activity are 18 years of age or older. I do not condone any coercive, threatening, violent or aggressive behavior (including blackmail) towards women or anyone else for that matter. November 8, 2026

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Marvin & Michelle...

Gerry stared at the view of his wife displaying herself, a view he had never seen before. It was so primal... so carnal... Like a female animal looking to attract a mate.

His cock automatically hardened but then he focused on Marvin Cranston, a man twice his wife's age, his cock was monstrous. Gerry had never seen one that large. Thick veins running its whole length which was considerable. A drop of clear fluid sat atop its tip growing by the second as he mouthed something to her that Gerry couldn't make out.

Whatever he had said had an immediate effect. She smiled wantonly her eyes moving from his to his large rock-hard cock. As she stared, her eyes wide open, her mouth opened in an "O", and her tongue looping at the air as if tasting something pleasant. Then her smile changed to one of pure lust as her right hand moved between her legs. With two fingers she began to circle massage her upper vagina and clit before thrusting two fingers into her center. Back and forth she went as Marvin began to slowly stroke his cock up and down again mouthing words that Gerry could not decipher.

But the effect again was immediate. She said something then withdrew her hands and began to feign fucking with her hips moving back and forth. Marvin smiled like a predator at the brazen display as each hip thrust opened and partially closed her pussy.

Gerry watched him slide his ass along the carpet slowly closing the gap between his cock and his intended target.

For a moment as Gerry looked on he thought that this was not about to happen before his very own eyes. No this is just some dream he thought. Besides he didn't believe that his wife could take a cock that size anyway. At least that's what he told himself at that moment. This would surely blow over in a minute. He felt calmer although anticipation and anxiety was a bitch as he watched and waited unable to do a thing.

Then his wife started to ass-shuffle towards the monster cock headed her way. It was like watching a train crash about to happen at least in Gerry's mind.

Inch by inch the couple moved closer and closer until the tip of the spear was within striking distance. With one last shuffle the head touched and spread her thick pussy lips and lodged at the liquidy entrance. Marvin smiled mischievously as he again mouthed more words.

Michelle listened and nodded with a knowing smile. She tensed her abdominal muscles and shuffled forward on her own. Gerry watched the cock head disappear from sight with pressurized tension from her. A look of pure ecstasy took her as she tensed and shuffled forward again, then again and again.

Gerry watched in disbelief as the massive cock slowly entered the wet chasm of his wife's pussy. Gerry had never seen her nipples so hard and erect. He knew that was her body's response to extreme arousal. He had not experienced it with her often but he knew the signs. She was not faking it, for that he was certain.

With more than half the cock inside her Marvin moved to participate and within a minute the shaft of his cock was no longer visible. They were completely sexually connected.

Marvin said something to her and Gerry watched her tense her core in response while Marvin remained perfectly still. At first he couldn't understand what was going on then it hit him. She was using her pussy muscles to massage his deep-seated cock. The look on his face was a dead giveaway.

Michelle concentrated on maximizing his pleasure at the expense of her own until her hand moved to circle massage her hardened clit. They both threw their heads back with mouths wide open enjoying the extreme stimulation and mouthing moans, groans, and grunts.

Gerry watched silently his anger reaching uncontrollable limits tempered only by Mephisto's warning... do not disturb or interrupt her...

It must have been five minutes later when Gerry opened his eyes and mouthed more indecipherable instructions.

Michelle moved her legs and pulled back slightly getting into another position. With her legs on either side of Marvin she again shuffled forward until she was in his lap, his monster cock again buried deep. Marvin's hands took hold of her breasts as she began to rock her lower body back and forth fucking the man she was sitting on as she braced herself with her arms planted behind her further thrusting her breasts into his eager hands.

Tears streamed down Gerry's face as he watched helplessly. He wiped away the tears with his forearm his anger threatening. But he knew it was too late. Another man was fucking his wife or she was fucking him. Either way their vows had been broken. The only saving grace for Gerry was that it wasn't intentional. She didn't know what she was doing. She was being manipulated like a marionette. Gerry vowed vengeance on all those responsible but for now there was no option other than enduring the abuse of his wife. Tomorrow will be another day he thought angrily.

Gerry stared at his wife's movements and the cock emerging and re-emerging as she rode him, his cock exiting and entering half its length which was sizable. To Gerry the connection looked almost painful with her pussy being stretched to the limit, clinging tightly to the invader. But the look on her face and enthusiasm told a different story -- she appeared to be thoroughly enjoying the experience much to Gerry's dismay.

Marvin took hold of her nipples and pulled as if wanting to see just how far they would stretch. It was far! He released them and her perfect breasts sprung back into place. Marvin couldn't stop smiling triumphantly unaware that her husband was watching everything.

The fucking went on and on and Gerry wondered how his decrepit neighbor could last so long. Must be on some cock hardener medication he thought hoping that the man would ejaculate and go home or die of a massive coronoary, but Marvin was like the battery-operated energetic rabbit on TV ads.

Marvin again mouthed something that had his wife stopping and pulling off him. Gerry watched the massive cock pull free of his wife. It didn't look possible that she could take every inch of the man, but she did, with a level of eagerness that Gerry found disturbing.

Gerry's friends had talked about losing their girlfriends or wives to big-cocked men but he never believed it. On occasion a friend or acquaintance would relay a story of someone they knew that found out about a wife cheating only to learn that the man accused was hung. But to Gerry those were no more than urban legends or pure fabrications, But he was seeing evidence to the contrary. His wife's reactions were nothing like he had ever experienced with her. But he held out hope that it was the hypnosis that was marring that evidence.

As he contemplated this Gerry watched as Marvin led his wife to the bed. She lay down on her back with her wide spread knees hanging off the edge of the mattress. Marvin leaned over her, pressing his heavy body down on her while he kissed her maneuvering his cock until he found what he was looking for and plunging in. He heard a muffled loud moan as Marvin began to furiously fuck his wife who quickly wrapped her legs around him. The couple thrashed against each other for a short time before Marvin eased off her and stepped back staring as his wet cock re-emerged once again.

Again Marvin said something Gerry couldn't hear. His wife responded by raising both legs to the ceiling then grabbing hold of her ankles with her hands holding herself immobile in that position. Her wet swollen pussy seemed to pulse with energy as Marvin leaned down and licked her pussy from top to bottom until she began to squirm. She wasn't simply horny. She was very horny.

Marvin wanted her to be aroused to the max until she was ready for anything. She had past that point of no return when Marvin stood between her legs enjoying the view before taking hold of his considerable erection and pushing it home. It slipped easily into her depths leaving only an inch or two unsheathed.

For the next few minutes as Michelle held herself in that position Marvin slowly and methodically fucked her, his balls pressing up against her ass. Then without warning he stiffened and withdrew completely. He stroked himself until his cock let loose with a thick stream of flowing semen which he directed at her pussy. He emptied every drop on to her pussy until the folds, clit, and entrance were all covered with the thick fluid. He had deposited every drop in what looked like a pussy basin that was full to the brim with the thick aroused lips holding it all in. The smile on Marvin's face was congratulatory as he surveyed one of his many fantasies about Mrs. Wilkensen that he thought would never come true.

Marvin stared at the sight thinking that her pussy hole would drain it all away like a sink and drain but the pool of semen was too thick. Marvin smiled and moved back into position, his cock still rock-hard. He pushed at her pussy entrance and sunk into her taking half of the semen pool with him pushing it deep into her. He pulled back out and saw that his cock was clean. He again lined up the remaining semen pool and pushed it back into her with the head of his cock but this time fucked a bit faster enjoying the look of pure lust on her face. On and on it went until his wife tensed and screamed out a huge orgasm that had her flesh pebbling and her nipples thickening as it tore through her. When it was over Marvin rested on top of her, his massive cock still buried deep. He kissed her hungrily. She returned the hunger as she continued to hold on to ankles.

Gerry was in complete shock at his wife's behavior. He knew how real that orgasm had been. He had seen that reaction from her before but never to that extent. He worried deep down that the intensity of an orgasm could be life changing. Would she feel cheated by him knowing that there were other men capable of bringing her to that state of sexual nirvana, something she had never experienced.

Gerry hoped that Marvin had had his fill of his wife and that he would vacate his home but Marvin wasn't close to being finished with her.

Marvin said something and Michelle moved her hands off her ankles and lowered her legs. He took her by the hand and had her move back onto the floor in the same initial obscene displayed sitting position. Marvin smiled when she looked up at him signaling that she was ready. He stepped over her centering her beneath him. His cock, streaked with traces of her own orgasm, and his semen. The cock could have rested on top of her head it was so close but instead she looked up, took hold of it and begin worshipping it with kisses, hugging the shaft between her pouty lips before running her mouth up and down the length cleaning and stimulating it. Once clean her mouth hovered over the tip taking the head into her mouth and twirling her tongue around the sensitive head. She then started to deep throat him, sucking lavishly, and tonguing every inch while stroking his balls with her hands.

Gerry was in total shock as she worked lovingly on the man.

On and on it went until Marvin's endurance was at an end. He moaned, tensed, and let loose another stream of semen but it was clear he didn't want her to swallow it all. He pulled out of her mouth after saying a few words then literally hosed down her face covering her eyes, nose, cheeks, mouth, and chin with the thick fluid.

Gerry stared in awe as the semen flowed and flowed dripping off the end of her chin and landing on and in between her breasts. It was one of the most erotic things he had ever seen but he couldn't fathom how Marvin managed to remain hard and to be able to ejaculate twice in such a short time. He had to be finished, he thought, there can't be anything left! But he was wrong.

Marvin had dreamt of bathing Michelle Wilkensen in his sperm and he was close to achieving that goal.

Marvin looked down at her and actually applauded before giving her further instructions. She nodded and moved to her knees facing his huge cock. She took his length as deep into her mouth as she could go and held still. Marvin cupped the sides of her head and began to fuck her mouth as if he were fucking her pussy. She knelt there opening her mouth wide while massaging her own breasts as she was face fucked. Marvin was sweating as he worked away until he seemed to be out of breath. He slowed and gave her further instructions. She pulled back from the cock, smiling as it bobbed inches from her face, still covered in drying semen. She moved to the bed and again lay down on her back with her legs partly open.

With a satisfied smirk Marvin got on the bed crawling forward and sitting below her breasts. He looked down at her perfectly rounded breasts with her stiff nipples in a sea of areole. He placed his cock in her cleavage and as soon as it was in position she pressed her breasts together sandwiching the erection. Marvin began to slide back and forth his cock fucking her large tits while he put one hand behind him, and finding her clit, began to tweak it repeatedly. Her hips began to rotate at the growing sensation while his cock rode her cleavage. Holding her breasts tight she waited as the cook head emerged from her breast tunnel enough for her to tongue the head each time.

In short order Marvin screamed out that he was coming. He pulled backward abandoning the breast tunnel and holding his cock above her tits. She thrust her chest upwards holding her breasts tight together as he began to ejaculate once more with a smaller stream than previously. But it was enough for him to coat her two thick nipples and areoles. When he was done she spread the semen across both breasts as if she was washing herself with it. Marvin was delighted and smiled maniacally.

You fucking bastard! Gerry yelled in his mind. He again vowed revenge on the man as he watched, hoping that the torment was finally over.

Marvin's cock had softened noticeably after the breast ejaculation but he wasn't the only one who had noticed. Without having to give her any instructions, on her own, she repositioned and took him in her mouth giving him a mind-blowing cock sucking that had his cock racing back to full hardness again.

Fuck! It's not possible Gerry thought hating that his wife was aiding the man abusing her.

Marvin retreated into the bathroom and returned with a warm face cloth which he used to wipe the semen from her face. When he was done they sat naked on the bed kissing, their hands roaming each other's body.

With a smile Marvin whispered to her and she kissed him before getting on to her hands and knees in the center of the large bed. Marvin ran his hand along her soft, smooth, curvy buttocks while stroking himself. He moved behind her and pressed his cock into the crease between her buttocks. Her frantic wiggling belied her readiness as he smiled. She reached back and took his cock aiming it at her wide open pussy. He felt her push back and once again her tight pussy grasped hold of him. They began to fuck. He reached under her and filled his hands with her tits squeezing them as they fucked faster and faster. Michelle yelled as an orgasm hit her but Marvin was on the move before her orgasm was through with her. He pulled out and aimed at her anus pushing half his slippery length into her and with considerable effort and assistance from her managed another three inches.

As soon as he felt the tight fit he began to slowly pull in and out of her while reaching under her to caress her clit prolonging her orgasm.

Gerry stood stock still in utter shock as another man fucked her ass. She had never allowed him that privilege.

Marvin was testing his physical endurance that day as he pushed himself to the limit, thrusting his heavy pelvis against the sensuous feel of her amazing ass watching it ripple with each deep stroke into her.

She squirmed and moaned begging for more as she was introduced to a new sexual world. Marvin kept at her clit knowing the importance of stimulating her both anally and clitorally at the same time. He was convinced that the combination would create a sexual link where she would always crave anal sex. He worked tirelessly on her as she willingly pushed back against him crying out another orgasm that pushed Marvin over the top. Once again he pulled out at the last second and sprayed her ass with thin diminishing ropes of semen. He watched happily as the drops landed on her luscious ass as he emptied himself.

This time he reached down and spread the semen across her ass. To Marvin this was his way of claiming that she was his. He had successfully covered her with his cum but he wasn't through with her just yet. He looked at his watch realizing that her husband was no more than an hour from returning home.

He physically moved her to her back spread her legs and pushed back into her with a cock that was still just viable having understandably lost some of its vigor. As he plunged in he pressed his lips to her and they kissed and fucked like it was their last day on earth.

Gerry stood crying convinced he had lost his way; lost his wife to his own weaknesses. He had to find a way back... he had to...

The odd couple kissed, pushed, thrust, and thrashed after a long hard fuck that had them orgasming together intensifying their pleasure as Marvin dribbled semen into her, his vast resources sorely depleted. But it was enough to inspire a sensual race to the finish line as she gasped out a scream of passion rattling every inch of her gorgeous body which she had given to a man she had despised.

Marvin stood on shaky legs looking down at the beautiful wife lightly sleeping covered in his semen. She had put on quite an exhilarating performance he thought. He gloated and was proud of himself for mastering her and fulfilling one of his many fantasies. He quickly dressed and slipped out of the room squeezing one presented ass cheek possessively before leaving. He was about to step out the front door when he caught sight of the next door neighbor surveying the neighborhood. Marvin raced back up the stairs just as Gerry was about to appear. Having heard him at the last minute Gerry ducked back into the room and waited. He raced to the peephole.

"Michelle! Michelle!" Marvin yelled out shaking her shoulder.

"Stop! Stop Gerry! I'm not in the mood," she said shrugging off his hand.

Marvin's cock began to return to life at the thought of her not wanting to have sex with her own husband after what they had done together. Marvin reached down and shook her firmly. Her eyes popped open.

"What..." she angrily began and then was on the verge of a scream seeing Marvin in her room. As soon as Marvin had left the room the trance erased all traces of what had happened. Marvin saw it immediately and spat out three trigger words just in time. She quieted instantly. Fuck he thought that was too close.

She reached for him and he stepped back. He was sexually exhausted and incapable of going another round with her but he saw that it was too late to turn her off. He had an idea.

"Masturbate for me Michelle!"

She smiled broadly sitting on the edge of the bed to give him a clear view. Gerry watched in shock as Marvin took control of her again. Leave her alone you bastard! he thought.

Smiling lewdly her hands drifted down. She stared into his eyes as she pulled her pussy lips to the side displaying herself. Marvin couldn't help it but his cock got a little harder. On the other side of the wall Gerry's cock was already rock hard as he watched his wife pretending that she was exhibiting herself for him.

Without taking her eyes off him she circled her clitoris with the pads of two fingers. The room temperature climbed as her fingers moved faster and faster before plunging three fingers into her pussy and finger-fucking herself furiously while she pulled at a nipple with the other hand. Marvin stared hungrily as her hips started to move back and forth plunging against the fucking fingers. The two men watched as her head tilted back and her mouth formed an O as she lost control. She bucked and twisted and yelled as she came holding her fingers deep within her. A hip thrust was met with fingers that oozed her orgasmic discharge. As her body quieted from her self-abuse it was clear that she wanted much more.

"I have to go Michelle! Now! But I need you to do me a favour. Call your neighbor. When he answers tell him that you dialed the wrong number and apologize. Gerry thought of having her go over and give him a blow job but felt that that would be pushing his luck. He just needed to get past the nosy neighbor unnoticed.

"Oh and don't forget to take a long hot shower after and lock the door. Marvin wanted her for himself not wanting her husband to disturb her in any way.

"See you next time Mrs. Wilkensen," he said bending down and kissing her one last time.

Marvin raced down the stairs and saw that the neighbor was still patrolling the streets. He saw him turn towards the house as a phone rang from inside his home. He disappeared into the house as Marvin ran out making it to his car long before Pete Kent was back on duty.

As soon as Gerry heard the front door close he exited the guest room. He tried the closed master bedroom door. You have to be kidding me! he said to himself finding the door locked once again.

Meanwhile Michelle took a long hot shower cleaning herself of all traces of what had happened. She felt good but very tired. She put on clean clothes and fell fast asleep; her dreams filled with romantic passionate sex with a well-endowed man with no face.

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The following day...

Michelle had slept through to the next morning past the time that Gerry would have headed to work. She immediately dressed in the tight t-shirt that revealed the minutest detail of her breasts and tight shorts that camel-toed her pussy. Panties and bra were both absent. When she stepped off the last step she ran into Gerry who was as stunned as she was.

"Well what do we have here?" he asked pleasantly.

She felt faint and had to grab on to the bannister to steady herself.

If this is what you wear while I'm away remind me not to be away!" he added smiling but disappointed, his mind replaying what she had endured... what she had participate in albeit unknowingly.

"What are you doing here Gerry? Shouldn't you be at work? You're going to be late!" she said flustered.

"I told my boss that I was taking the rest of the week off," he said, "and boy am I ever glad I did," he said reaching for her but she quickly moved out of reach.

"I just got up Gerry. Please. I'm hungry."

"You're not the only one," he replied letting his eyes wander over her near naked body.

"But really Michelle what's with the almost clothes," he said chuckling.

"It's just that I like to feel free once in a while when I'm alone you know! It helps me recharge."

"Why don't I make you some breakfast and we can talk some more."

"Okay! But I'm going to change," she added racing up the stairs.

"Don't change on my account," he yelled.

Now he was really pissed off. She was definitely not dressing like that for him.

"Was it bait for any male in the area?" he wondered knowing that any straight man would be challenged not to act on seeing her dressed like that. He needed to talk to Pete who had conveniently left out her new fashion sense while he was at work.

A short time later she sat enjoying the breakfast he had prepared for her. She was appropriately attired complete with bra and panties.

"I'm going for a walk," he said, "care to join me?"

"Maybe after I'm finished," she said.

"Okay. In the meantime I'm going to sit outside and enjoy the sunshine."

When he left the house he moved quickly to Pete's house knocking aggressively on his door.

Pete answered quickly. "Hi Gerry. What's up?"

Gerry gave him a sour look.

"Something wrong?" he asked afraid that Gerry had learned of his sexual encounter with his wife.

"You weren't honest with me the other day Pete were you?"

"What do you mean?" he asked worriedly.

"Well for one you didn't mention anything to me about how she was dressing when I was off to work. You knew didn't you?"

"Listen Gerry," he stuttered, "I didn't want to upset you and..."

"UPSET ME PETE! For fuck's sake. She dresses like a fucking hooker. One last time! You knew didn't you?"

Pete nodded reluctantly.

Gerry looked at him suspiciously having sensed something else as Pete avoided looking at him. "Fuck me!" he said, "you saw her dressed like that didn't you?"

"He nodded again. But that's not everything is it Pete. Time to come clean!"

Tears came to Pete's eyes. "I didn't mean for it to happen Gerry. Honestly. You have to believe me. But she was..."

Gerry cut him off. "You had sex with her didn't you?" he asked his temper rising.

"She forced herself on me Gerry. I swear. There was something wrong with her. She wasn't herself. I wanted to tell you."

Gerry placed his two hands on the top of his head circling. "I don't believe this Pete. How could you?" he said knowing full well how alluring his wife could be.

"I tried to stop her Gerry but she wasn't herself. I'm so sorry! Why do you think that I came out to talk to you a while back. I wanted to warn you that something wasn't quite right with her."

Gerry took a deep breath. "We need to talk Pete."

Pete stepped aside and Gerry entered. He told Pete about everything that had happened from the time they won the contest to the resort and afterwards. Gerry added his suspicions about Mephisto's long lasting hypnotic triggers and suggestions. It was the only explanation.

"I need your help Pete," Gerry said, "can I count on you?"

"Anything Gerry. Anything at all."

Gerry laid out a plan which required that Pete keep a constant watch on his house while he was at work. Gerry told him that he needed to go back to work after all. He told Pete that the rats and weasels would remain in hiding if he was around. They needed to entice the vermin into the open so that they could end this once and for all. The end game was to get Mephisto and Carmen. It was the only way forward.

Before he left Pete asked. "The man in the photo I showed you. You know him right?"

Gerry explained who he was comparing him to a cockroach.

"There's something big going on with him and Michelle," Pete said.

"I suspect you're right Pete but we have to catch him in the act... and when we do he'll regret ever running into Michelle and I!"

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The phone rang.

Carmen picked it up.

"Hello!"

"Carmen it's me," said Rodney.

"Now what Rodney?"

"Just checking on the availability of our lady friend."

"Not a good time," Carmen replied.

"There's no glitch I hope?"

"Nothing that patience won't cure," Carmen said, "why what's happening on your end?"

"I just booked appointment sixty-three! And I expect to hit a hundred in the next few days but the appointment uncertainty is not our friend."

"Wow! Okay! That's a big increase."

"Word has definitely gotten around," Rodney said, "but the good thing is that I instituted a new booking policy."

"What did you do Rodney?"

"No! Listen. It's a good thing."

"Do I really want to hear this?"

"I think you do."

"Okay! Out with it then."

"We are allowing guests to move to the front of the line. It's a bit of an auction."

Carmen was silent.

"Instead of $50 for 15 minutes and $100 for 30 minutes we have a half dozen so far willing to up the ante."

"How much more?" Carmen asked.

"I guess we attracted a few hi-rollers. The highest bid so far is $400 for 30 minutes and the other five are close behind starting at $250. I told you Carmen. We're going to be rich but we need her here. Is there any way you can expedite her visit? I'd be willing to give her the luxury suite for a week free of charge," he offered.

"Do you even have a luxury suite?" Carmen asked.

"Well... not really. But it is the room with the best view."

"Look it Rodney. I'll see what I can do to get her out there ASAP. That's all I can do for now."

"Alright," Rodney said, "but pedal to the metal Carmen. There are a lot of hard men waiting for her if you know what I mean," he added with a chuckle.

Carmen smiled as he hung up. Time to do a little intel he thought. He picked up his car keys and walked out the door.

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For the next few days Carmen roamed the neighborhood from a crouched position behind the wheel doing a slow drive-by the Wilkensen residence looking for an opening. On the first day he saw both of their cars in their driveway plus the senior eagle-eye next door neighbor. This was going to be more difficult than he thought.

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Later that day Pete cautiously knocked on his neighbor's door hoping yet not hoping that it was Michelle who answered.

The door opened at Gerry stood there.

"Pete! You have something?" he asked stepping out and closing the door behind him.

"I've seen that man Carmen a few times today skulking around, driving by. I'm convinced he's up to no good."

"I've been waiting for this Pete. He's trolling for an opportunity with her."

"Do you have a plan?" Pete asked.

"I have to disappear," he said, "otherwise the weasel won't make his move while I'm around. I also need you to keep a low profile. Can you park your car inside your garage?"

"Consider it done Gerry."

"Okay then. It's time to set the trap."

Gerry laid out the details. His only concern was that to catch the vermin he would need to put his wife in their hands once again except this time Gerry planned to be there before things got out of hand. At least that was the plan. He thought of the famous words that a plan rarely survives its first encounter with the enemy. He was hoping that that was not true. He needed this to go off without a hitch.

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The following day Carmen was again back on the road carousing the neighborhood anxious to get hold of Mrs. Wilkensen once again. Three passes by her home and the absence of their neighbor and her husband's car convinced him that the time was right. It was mid-morning.

Carmen picked up his cell and dialed.

"Hello!" Rodney answered.

"Show time!" Carmen said.

"Fucking A!" exclaimed Rodney, "what's the plan?"

"Contact the front runners and have them ready for 1:00pm."

"How long do we have with her?" Rodney asked.

"I can give you four hours, maybe five."

"When can you get her here?"

"Plan on just after noon-time."

"Can I ask a favour?" Rodney said.

"Go ahead Rodney."

"Can you have her wear a short skirt with nylons and a garter belt if she has one. Medium high heels or open-toes shoes would be a nice touch."

"Anything else?" Carmen asked sarcastically.

"Almost forgot. Have her wear a buttonless sweater."

"You don't think it's a bit too warm for that?"

"It doesn't have to be a thick sweater just something light with no bra. Her appointments will appreciate it I'm sure and potentially start another bidding war. When she rounds a corner we want to see those amazing tits of hers arriving first if you know what I mean. It will be the best advertisement we could have."

Carmen and Rodney both laughed.

"I'll see what I can do," Carmen said.

"I'll call you when she's on her way," Carmen said as he hung up.

Rodney put down the phone and gleefully rubbed his hands together. When he was a youngster in school years earlier he remembered his biology teacher Ms. Hennessy. He had never forgotten her. She had inspired a gallon or two of semen from him when he was alone in his room. She always wore a tight sweater that emphasized her breasts, which rivalled those of Michelle Wilkensen. She also wore high heels, a knee length black skirt and nylons that accented her amazing long legs. Rodney often pictured her on her back screaming out one orgasm after another as one man after another enjoyed her.

Ms. Hennessy used to like to walk up and down the aisles as she lectured. It was that pattern of behavior that gave Rodney his first brilliant idea. He brought a small mirror to class one day and he carefully placed on the floor underneath his chair/desk combo angled in such a way as to get a close look under her skirt. The first time he placed it she walked right by him and stopped as a friend of his used that timing to ask her a meaningless question. That gave Rodney almost a full minute looking up her skirt. Her perfect thighs were revealed encased in sheer nylons. But it was the tight panties that covered her pussy that had Rodney cumming in his pants as he saw, for the very first time, a hint of an exposed pussy lip.

At recess Rodney told his friends what he had seen, profusely thanking his friend for stalling her next to his desk allowing him that perfect view. By the end of the week many of the boys had their own mirrors placed carefully. But it wouldn't last forever. The girls in the class knew what the boys were up to and before long word got around what had happened. That was the last they had seen of Ms. Hennessy.

Five years later, after dropping out, Rodney ran into her at the local mall. She was very pregnant and her breasts had since grown in size. She still looked amazing to Rodney who made it a point to feature her in his nighttime dreams. He wanted to be the man who impregnated her and, in his dreams, he was the man that did the deed. Michelle Wilkensen reminded him of Ms. Hennessy. He couldn't wait to see her again.

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The snatch...

It was late morning when Carmen dialed her number.

"Hello!" she said.

Carmen said the trigger words and she was silent.

He instructed her what to do, including the clothes she was to wear and where to go.

"When you arrive at the motel," he began, "go to the front desk. Rodney will greet you. Do whatever he asks of you."

"Okay!" she said.

Carmen called Rodney. "She'll be on her way in about ten minutes. She should be there about an hour ahead of me. Is everything arranged?"

Rodney looked at his watch calculating that he would have at least a half hour with her before her appointments began. "Everything's ready to roll!" he said happily.

"See you shortly," Carmen said hanging up.

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Gerry...

Gerry's phone began to ring with the Jaws theme song in the background, a sound that seemed appropriate to the circumstances.

"Hello!"

"Gerry, it's me Pete Kent!"

"What's happened Pete?" he asked panicky.

"Michelle just came out of the house headed to her car. I called out to her but she didn't respond. I think they have her again. She didn't quite look right," he added.

"What do you mean?"

"She looked a little out of it... glassy like..."

"Fuck! How was she dressed?"

"That's the interesting thing Gerry. She was dressed in a sweater and skirt. Nothing over the top like last time. Honestly it looks as if she's off for a job interview or a day at the office."

Pete hadn't gotten a good look at her sweater and hadn't been aware that she was braless. The fabric of the sweater constantly teased her nipples with every move she made. There was no hiding their protuberances.

"What do you want me to do Gerry?" he asked.

"Stay where you are Pete. I'm coming to you. I'm on the other side of town. I should be there in about forty five minutes. We'll go together."

"Are you not concerned we'll lose her. I mean after all we have no idea where she's going."

"Got that covered Pete. I put a GPS tracker on her car the other night. I'm watching her location on an app on my phone.

"Good to know. I'll be ready!" he said about to hang up.

"Wait!" Gerry shouted, "before you go. Do have any weapons like a hand gun?"

"I've got three tucked away in a safe with plenty of ammunition. Why? What are you thinking?"

"I don't know what we are walking into Pete but if things turn out badly we need to be able to get her home. I would feel much more confident if we were armed."

"Can't say I disagree Gerry. I'll prepare two of the guns for when you get here just in case. I'm assuming that you have fired a gun before?"

"I spent two years in the marines so yes I know how to operate and fire a gun. Let's hope that it doesn't come to that though."

"Amen Gerry... Amen!" said Pete hanging up.

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Michelle arrives at the motel...

Michelle pulled into the motel entrance just off the highway and parked close to the main entrance. Rodney was watching from a distance as she climbed out of the car.

Rodney salivated at the sight of the beautiful woman as she made her way to the entrance.

Michelle walked into the empty main entrance. She stood before the desk and hit the bell with the palm of her hand. Rodney emerged from a separate room behind the front desk seconds later.

"Can I help you?" he asked trying hard not to stare at the pointy extrusions in her sweater.

"I'm looking for Rodney!"

"Well you have found him Mrs. Wilkensen."

Rodney came around from behind the desk and took her hand. "Come with me," he said.

She let him take her hand and lead her to the room behind the desk.

She stood waiting.

"Give me a kiss," he said hoping that she wasn't go to try and hit him.

She moved forward and kissed him. Rodney hugged her and kissed her deeply, reluctant to let her go. When he did the bulge in his pants spoke for itself.

"Sit on the edge of the desk," he said pointing to a smaller desk that took up much of the real estate in the tiny sub-office. She moved into position with Rodney taking hold of her waist and helping her up.

Looking down he raised her little black skirt revealing her panties. The top edge of her nylons and garter belt.

"Fuck me!" he said thrilled at the lusty sight.

Rodney knelt down and said, "Put your right leg on my shoulder."

She obeyed immediately which opened her up.

Reaching forward Rodney took one edge of the panties next to her pussy and pulled it aside revealing the naked flesh beneath. Without another word he bent his head to the side and planted his lips on her pussy lips lining them up with his mouth. His tongue snaked out to taste her sex while pressing his lips tight to her. She squirmed and moaned softly at the erotic touch.

For the next few minutes Rodney took possession of her pussy slathering it with his full attention tonguing, licking, sucking, and kissing her until she was writhing non-stop.

"You like that don't you?" he said.

"Mmmmm..." was her only response as she tried to pull his head harder against her.

Finally he pulled away and stood retrieving a pair of scissors. Bending back down he began to snip and cut away her panties until they could no longer be supported. When he had her stand he smiled as the shredded panties dropped to the floor. He kicked them under the desk with his foot.

"Now stay just like that," he added putting the scissors away while picking up a small mirror he had brought with him.

"Spread your legs my dear," he said, "a bit more. There! Perfect!"

He bent down again and placed the mirror on the floor between her legs. He stared lustily at the mirror, reflecting a partially open pussy with wet swollen lips and folds. Rodney wanted nothing more than to jerk off at the moment spraying her with his semen but he held back. Biting the inside of his cheek to chase away the tantalizingly close ejaculation he had her turn around, bend forward with her hands flat to the desktop.

"Step back a little further and spread those lovely legs of yours wide."

He stared hungrily at her as he lifted and folded her skirt up and over her hips revealing her naked ass.

Oh fuck me! he thought anxious to get at her.

He stumbled to get his pants and underwear off but finally he was free of them standing bottomless with his seven inches stone cold hard, the underside of his cockhead touching the soft curve of an ass cheek.

He took a half step forward feeling the cock head begin to explore her soft private flesh.

"Put it in!" he ordered her.

In seconds he felt her long cool fingers wrap around his length guiding him. As she pulled he took another half step forward. Then another until he felt a warm wet pressure on his cock head. Stepping forward one last time drove the rest of his shaft into her.

Rodney's pelvis pressed against her ass. He glanced at his watch. He had a little under fifteen minutes left. Without further ado he began to move in a steady rhythmic cadence his cock stimulating every nerve end it touched in her over-heated pussy. She grunted, squealed, and groaned with every thrust panting with every few strokes as his cock hit her g-spot.

Rodney was about to tell her to fuck back at him but he didn't have to. She was well underway in pleasuring both herself and her partner. Before he knew it they were meeting halfway with an ass-rippling thrust that took the couple one step further towards a massive orgasm that was building like an approaching storm front.

Rodney picked up speed and she kept pace with him. He was about to come but didn't want it to end so soon. He pulled out just in time and began to pace back and forth in the small space breathing heavily getting his energy back and quieting the need to ejaculate. Throughout he stared at her buttocks which swayed like a siren as if urging his cock to return to its rightful place.

Rodney moved back into position, taking hold of her hips like handles, and began jack-hammer thrusts that had her shaking with increasing need as her orgasm took a huge step forward.

"FUCK!!!" he yelled as he slammed into her again and again but finally his endurance and stamina were at an end. His control was depleted. His cock swelled and burst within her spewing out stream after stream. He screamed as the intensity hit him. She yelled coaxing her orgasm to take her hard. And it did!

"Ohh Goddd... fuck me... fuck me..." she screamed wantonly as her pleasure soared and intensified.

Rodney was having trouble holding on to her. She was like a bucking bronco thrashing and pushing back so aggressively. His group on her hips was the only thing keeping her securely against him and his sweaty palms were threatening to slip.

Rodney's ejaculate met her orgasmic discharge and the fluids intermingled but could not be contained in the limited space squirting out from the tight connection between them.

Suddenly Rodney was startled by a noise. He turned to look as he continued to savour the erotic connection with the beautiful wife.

It was Carmen standing a few feet away smiling and applauding.

"Congratulations Rodney. You really fucked her good. She is tempting isn't she?"

Rodney just smiled. "She's one helluva piece of ass Carmen. You should try her."

"I've had the pleasure but it has been awhile. I should remind you that her first appointment is in a few minutes and it would be a poor start to this new business venture if she were late," he said casually as if talking about the weather.

"Oh right!" He said apologetically taking a step back. He gazed at the incredible sight of his thick cock being pulled from her like a magic act as it reappeared none the worse for wear but slippery and shiny with mutual orgasms.

Rodney directed her to the nearest room for a quick shower.

While the two men waited Carmen asked, "so who is our first-in-line high roller?"

"He's one of the original test group," Rodney replied.

"Which one?" Carmen asked curiously.

"Robbie Douglas, "replied Rodney.

"The disgraced school teacher!" Carmen said surprised, "I thought you said that he was destitute living here at your convenience in exchange for regular handyman duty!"

"Yes. That would be him."

"How the hell can he afford $400 for thirty minutes with her then unless you're sponsoring him or footing the bill," Carmen said warily.

"That's where things get interesting Carmen," he began, "he has his own personal sponsor."

Carmen just stared at him. "Okay Rodney cut the crap. What's going on here? Is this going to blowback on me somehow because if it is..."

"Relax Carmen. Let me enlighten you and hopefully bring down your blood pressure a few notches," he added laughing.

"Robbie wasn't Mrs. Wilkensen's only victim. It turns out that a teacher's aide by the name of Susan Cooper suffered her wrath as well. Susan and her husband Barry were well known among a certain elicit underground community."

"Can you just cut to the chase Rodney."

Rodney nodded. "Susan and Barry were into lavish over-the-top sex parties. In other words they were wife swappers but Susan was much more than that. She was into men and women and enjoyed inflicting some pain on her targets when in the right mood. Anyway, word got around and Mrs. Wilkensen upon hearing her involvement decided to enlighten the school board as to her true character and whether the school could survive the fallout if it was discovered that one of their staff, with her sexual proclivities, should be around young impressionable children. The school board overwhelmingly voted to let her go albeit with a generous severance package. Nonetheless one board member who was also a regular to Susan's parties, told her who the instigator was. Susan vowed vengeance on Mrs. Wilkensen. Well today is that day!"

"Would I be reaching to conclude that Susan Cooper has the hots for our one and only Mrs. Wilkensen," Carmen ventured.

"It would appear so," said Rodney smiling.

Carmen just stood there slack jawed. "Then this could be very interesting indeed, if not epic?"

Rodney just smiled, "that's why I wanted a go at her before Susan got a hold of her.

"I think that we need to keep an eye on this one Rodney," Carmen said.

"Any chance that Susan Cooper will hurt her?"

"I told her and Robbie not to leave any marks on her."

"And how did the Cooper woman take that?" Carmen asked.

"I never got to speak to her. It was all through Robbie,"

"Did Robbie say anything about Cooper's involvement?"

"Well no, not really although he did say that Susan would not be pleased."

"That doesn't sound encouraging Rodney. That tells me that she wants to hurt her. We'll have to keep a real close eye on this one."

Rodney just nodded.

"The last thing we need is a 911 call and follow-up questions by the police!"

Again Rodney just nodded and led Carmen to the control center where the video cameras of select rooms could be viewed. He pointed to room 150 screen. The two men watched as Robbie paced in the limited space while a woman in gothic style black clothing with a leather hood stood patiently waiting. The hood partially covered her thick auburn hair but was not able to conceal the eerie depth of her crystal blue eyes. She wore a very short black leather skirt that hit mid-thigh showing her long slender sexy legs. Black nylons, a garter belt, and black heels sealed the deal. She sat anxiously on the bed legs crossed. Carmen could see that she was really built wearing a top that emphasized her upper body which was comparable to that of Mrs. Wilkensen. He couldn't wait to see what happened. But he was also on full alert after hearing Rodney's description of who she was. He stood ready to step in if things went south.

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In the meantime...

Gerry turned abruptly into his driveway the brakes screeching to a stop that left a black line of rubber.

Pete raced out of his house to the car.

"Get in Pete! Hurry!"

Pete threw a rucksack into the back seat containing the loaded guns and extra ammunition.

As they recklessly backed out of the driveway, Pete asked, "so what's happening?"

"Michelle's car came to a stop almost an hour ago. Fuck!!! FUCK!!!"

"Any idea where she is?"

"YES DAMMIT!!! She's at a motel a good forty five minutes from here and the GPS is saying to expect traffic with more than an hour to get there. FUCK!!!"

"Gerry! Calm down!"

"How can you say that Pete. You have no idea of what they may be doing to her."

Gerry's words hardened him. He couldn't help imaging what she was being put through. He chastised himself for being so callous. Gerry needs you, you fucking pervert! Grow up! He told himself but the images wouldn't leave him alone. He hung on for dear life as Gerry hit thirty miles above the speed limit.

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Michelle stood at the door to room 150. She knocked twice and waited. The door creaked open.

"Well I'll be! If it isn't Mrs. Wilkensen, goody-two-shoes herself in the flesh," said Susan with a wolfish smile.

"Come on in to the den of depravity," she said hoping to get a rise out of her but shocked at the lack of a response.

Michelle entered and stood silent waiting.

"What the fuck is wrong with her?" Susan asked Robbie.

"Who knows! Who cares!" he said, "let's just get to it."

Susan walked up to her and stared into her eyes.

"Is she on something?"

"Again who knows, who..."

"That's not helpful Robbie."

"What's your problem Susan? You wanted a chance to humiliate and take her into the gutter with you and here she is served up on a fucking silver platter. What else do you need?"

"You don't get it Robbie do you! This is no fucking good. She doesn't even know it's me... and you. By the look of her she would fuck anybody or anything that walked into the room and not bat an eye."

"What's wrong with that?" Robbie asked as he started to undress.

"SHE HAS TO KNOW IT'S ME!" she yelled exasperated.

Suddenly Susan looked around the room, at the ceiling, and light fixtures.

"Whoever you are you need to come down here right away or the deal is off."

"Who the hell are you talking to? Robbie asked her.

"I'll give you five minutes and then I'm walking," Susan said ignoring Robbie.

"Hey what about me?" asked Robbie worried that he wouldn't get to fuck the beautiful wife again.

"Don't forget whose footing the bill Robbie. If whoever is watching and listening doesn't show up then we're both out of here! GOT IT!!!"

"Not fair," he mumbled putting his pants back on.

"You want to watch me fuck her?" he asked in a last desperate attempt.

"I would only enjoy that Robbie if she were herself, not a fucking zombie or whatever the hell she is, and she didn't want you to touch her. Yeah! That I would enjoy!"

Robbie looked up at the ceiling. "Get your ass down here right away Rodney... please!"

"Can I at least undress her?" Robbie asked Susan.

She thought about it for a few seconds then agreed. "I'll take some pictures."

Without warning Robbie and Susan were startled when Michelle turned to them both and yelled out aggressively, "NO PICTURES!!!"

"So she does talk!" Susan said taking a step closer but she saw that she had returned to her silent state.

"What the fuck..." Susan began to say.

Before she could move or say anything more there was a knock at the door.

"Enter!" she said.

Both Rodney and Carmen entered.

"What's the problem Susan?" Carmen asked.

"Look at her," she replied, "she's a fucking zombie or mannequin or something else. I want my revenge on this bitch but she has to know it's me. It's why I agreed to this in the first place. Had I known she would be like this I would never have agreed to this."

"What do you want from us?" Rodney asked.

Susan looked hard at Rodney then at Carmen.

"You!" she said pointing at Carmen, "you know what to do to bring her out of this don't you?"

"Maybe," Carmen said worried about the repercussions.

"Well then get to it fat boy and bring her out of it."

"That wouldn't be a good idea," he replied.

"And why not?"

"Because she will put up one hell of a struggle and will be screaming and yelling her head off for the police that's why."

"Can we subdue her for a while at least. I need ten or fifteen minutes alone with her."

"Carmen!" Rodney began, "if you do this will she remember what happened?" he added worriedly.

"No I can return her to the hypnotic state," he whispered, "and make sure that her memory of what happened here is erased completely."

But Carmen was worried. He was not Mephisto and had no idea if what he was about to do could be reversed.

"Are you sure?" Rodney asked, "because a lot depends on it. I am claustrophobic."

"What?" Carmen said.

"A six by eight cell! I'll go fucking bananas!!!"

Susan cut in. "Can you do it or not?" she said staring at Carmen.

"I can do it but we're going have to restrain and gag her."

"What about that arm chair," Susan said pointing to the solitary chair next to a small sofa.

"That'll work," said Rodney.

"I'll get some rope and some material to gag her."

Rodney raced out of the room and was back in a handful of minutes with the necessary supplies.

"Let's get her in the chair," Carmen said.

"Take off her clothes but leave the bra, panties and nylons," Susan ordered.

The three men undressed Mrs. Wilkensen and securely tied her to the chair. Rodney tied the gag in place.

"Cover her eyes too!" Susan said.

"But I thought you wanted her to know it was you?" asked Rodney.

"Oh I do but I want it to be a surprise!" she said with a wicked smile.

The three men began to feel sorry for Mrs. Wilkensen but each of their cocks throbbed with expectation.

Susan looked at Carmen. "Do what you need to do," she said.

Carmen moved alongside the chair, bent at the waist, his mouth to her ear. He whispered some words that Mephisto had taught him. Words that were only to be used in extreme situations. Mephisto had warned him about the dangers. Carmen was sweating in the air-conditioned room Mephisto's warnings playing repeatedly in his mind. At first nothing happened and Carmen though something terrible had gone wrong. Then it hit the fan and she began to struggle as if she were drowning. Her whole body shook and tensed struggling against the bonds. She couldn't see anything, couldn't talk, and couldn't move. It was frightening.

Carmen whispered to her, "Relax Mrs. Wilkensen. Everything will be okay. Someone is here to talk to you," he added.

She visibly relaxed and tried to talk but only mumbles could be heard nothing coherent.

"Everything will be revealed in a few minutes and you'll be back home in no time," Carmen lied.

When Carmen was done he nodded at Susan who smiled evilly.

"You two out!!!" she said to Rodney and Carmen.

"And you," she said to Robbie, "take a seat on the bed and enjoy the show!"

Robbie sat down on the bed fully dressed and anxious.

Michelle tensed and tried to focus on the female voice. That voice! I've heard that voice somewhere before. She desperately tried to remember but her mind was foggy. She cringed when the woman mentioned a show. Where am I and what is this? She asked herself.

The room was deathly quiet. Only the constant sound of the air conditioning could be heard. Suddenly Michelle sensed someone close and before she could respond her left ear was licked, the lobe captured and sucked for a second before being released. She felt an erotic tingle and began to thrash. A hand quickly moved across her left breast then disappeared. She began to scream into the gag when her right ear was licked and the lobe lightly sucked. She moved to shake her head this time in an attempt to dislodge the person but then she felt a sharp pain in her right breast as her bra-covered nipple was pinched.

"Mmmm..." she groaned at the pain.

Susan moved to Robbie and whispered to him. Smiling, Robbie got up and moved behind the chair slowly undoing the cloth over her eyes. He nodded at Susan.

She nodded back. Robbie pulled the blind away. Michelle blinked a few times to clear her vision and found herself staring into the eyes of Susan Cooper whose head was a foot from hers.

"Remember me Michelle?"

To be continued...