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Published: 2016-10-02 22:54:57 +0000 UTC; Views: 5158; Favourites: 42; Downloads: 30
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Hey! I'm glad you enjoyed the class today. I can see that it was your first time. That thing at the end? We end every class with something like that. It's called guided relaxation. Yeah, I guess it's sort of like hypnosis. You went very deep, you're very suggestible. In fact...I can see you're slipping again. Β Actually I don't know if this is a good idea..Hi guys. Trying something new and different. The model is Martha Hunt. RP friendly!Β
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*she quickly grabs a handful of your hair and buries your face into her arm pit clamping down on your head with surprising strength*
(here's a little visual for you my friend)
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He licks the length of her underarm several more times, like a thirsty dog laps up its water*
(Is that Martha? I found some nice pictures of her as well)
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*she starts to giggle uncontrollably while slipping her other hand between her thighs* mmm....feeing that arousal build...nibble me. Nibble my soft skin...
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He does as he's told and begins to nibble at her soft underarm*
Thank you Martha
*he says, muffled*
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*she moans as her own arosual is becoming evident. She pants a bit as she speaks* how...how aroused are you? Touching my soft...uhh....skin? *she focuses her eyes on your but her eyes look wild with desire*
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I'm so horny, I can't control myself
*he slowly begins to peel her sleeveless top off of her*
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*she lets you pull her top off exposing her shoulders and small breasts*
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He pins her to the wall, holding her by the wrists and keeping her arms over her head, he leans in, just then someone knocks on the door. It's the other people that are coming to class. You left the door locked, you look at the clock and see that they have been waiting for you to come unlock it for at least 10 minutes*
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*a look of disgust appears on her face as she realizes time is cut short. She fixes her eyes on yours and takes you under the chin with her long slinky fingers*
you....little one. I have a new idea. You're in class with your same perversion. You love my arm pits. And my under arms. You'll be able to contain it at first but as class goes on you'll eventually become overwhelmed and start rubbing and touching yourself. Understand? Β Good boy. Now go unlock the door....as soon as you hit the door you'll fully awaken...ready for class *she releases your head and quickly puts on her shirt*
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He walks over to the door empty headidly, he opens it up and the people pool in, all upset that they waited outside, but none with the guts to say anything
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*as you come back fully aware the entire room is filled with students. Martha is in the front on her mat in her tank top, her longe lean arms exposed as she begins to lead the class*
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He sets up his mat and can't help but notice that something about the yoga instructor is different....something is better...
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*she speaks not to you but to the entire class. But she is the only thing you see. she does her poses and bends, her long arms everywhere just begging for your attention*
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His eyes never leave her armpits, his focus, is getting a glimpse every time she lifts her arms
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*she had hoped you would explode right in class but maybe she's losing her hypnotic touch. She waits for you after class. You realize how tall she is even barefoot as you approach her, arms glistening with sweat*
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Uh..hey what's up Martha?
*he says nervously as he struggles to maintain eye contact*
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How was the class? *lifts her arm and covers her mouth as she yawns* oh man...these early classes always get me
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His cock grows hard at the sight of her sweaty underarm*
The class was great, I really love these classes....
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Oh? What do
ylu love about them? *her eyes glance at your tenting shorts before looking back st you* I love being able to tone my arms and working out bare foot
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*he begins to drone* I love to watch yo- my weight! *he corrects himself*
I love to watch my weight, and this class really helps
*this is obviously a lie, he's very fit*
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That's so great...you're doing great. Can I tell you something else I love doing? You'd love to hear a secret. Wouldn't you?
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Yes I'd love to hear a secret!
*he says with the excitement of a child in a candy shop*
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Awesome. Well...*she feigns embarrassment* gosh...I kind of have run with this guided relaxation thing...and now I sort of have like...my god. A hypno fetish *she blushes*
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A fetish? Like, you get turned on when you do the guided relaxation?
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Well...you cannot tell anyone! *her eyes twinkle* not really the relaxation. But full blown hypnosis. I suppose being a yogi led me to it but...yeah. *blushes deep red*
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You do know hypnosis isn't real right?
It's just in movies and tv shows...
*he chuckles*
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*she smirks, hoping you would say that* really? So you've never been hypnotized then? Because it is fake?
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I mean the closest I've been to "hypnosis" is the guided relaxation, and even then I have full control.
To be completely honest with you I think if hypnosis even was real, my mind would be way too strong for it
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So you wouldn't believe that I hypnotized you as recently as yesterday? Hmm?
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*he laughs at the idea*
Um no.. I wouldn't believe you
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So if I told you I could hypnotize you simply by making you stare into my eyes...what would you say?
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Martha, are you actually serious?
There's no way you can believe in that junk...
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Why don't you come over here, look into my eyes and I will help you remember...hmm? **she beckons you with a finger*
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He unknowingly takes a couple steps toward you in sync with the movement of your finger, as if he were a puppet and you were wielding the string*
I mean..you have pretty eyes... I wouldn't mind looking at them
*he chuckles nervously*
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*her eyes bore into yours, sucking you in* good boy....as you look In my eyes feel the memories flowing back to you. All of your forgotten memories coming back. Remembering everything. Fully awake now *snap*Β
so...believer yet?
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Oh my god...
That couldn't have been me...
There's no way...
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I've gotta say. Arm pit fetish! Wow *she says this knowing the only reason you did that was her doing, which you now realize*
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You made me lick your sweaty armpits!? What is your problem!
*he begins to walk to the door*
I don't know who I have to talk to, to get you fired, but I'll find them
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*she says tauntingly* if hypnosis is fake...you're going to have a real hard time finding someone to believe that. You did that all on your own
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But..*he thinks for a moment,then shrinks in defeat*
Well you've made an embarrassment of me, I think I should just go....
*he once again walks towards the door*
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*she has a look of evil glee on her face* no...no I don't think so. You'll leave when I allow it. Come back in here
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Your hypnotic grip has been loosened somewhat so he reaches for the door handle*
Yeah right, you don't control me anymore...
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Oh dear you're so wrong *with your back to her you hear a snap echo through the room and her say commandingly FREEZE. the next thing you know her and her blue eyes are right in front of you at the door*
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He is still as a statue, he doesn't even blink
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*she walks over smiling* just a little taste of hypnosis there doll. You're very very fun to play with *she runs a finger along your chest before saying RELEASE and snapping her fingers again*
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His body releases from its frozen state, since he is now unfrozen he feels all the touch from a moment ago and moans slightly*
Why are you doing this to me?
*he says through gritted teeth*
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Arr you really telling me you don't like it? I can see you almost panting. And your moaning would seem to indicate you're quite happy. But if you like, I'll stop *she pouts*
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I liked the touching... not being controlled like a toy...
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Aww. But I like controlling you. You're so much. Fun *she makes a biting motion with her mouth and let's out a small rawr like a cat* now are you sure you wouldn't like to...again? *she raises her arm exposing her arm pit*
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When he sees her pit his instincts begin to get the best of him*
Maybe just....one more time
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