On Thursday the 18th we set out to find the location listed eating in the course fiesta pamphlet we'd cum received with our confirmation. Not fiesta surprisingly considering the eating expected fiesta content, we quickly discovered that the cum eating class cumfiesta was not being fiesta held on campus site; instead cumfiesta, the site pamphlet directed us to a martial arts cum studio a cum few blocks away.

I felt myself eating nodding automatically fiesta as she continued.

"That's a fair question, Ellen cum eating," Carol cum replied diplomatically. "Every so cum often in hypnotherapy, a patient comes along fiesta who is highly cum resistant to hypnosis. Most of the time the resistance comes from misconceptions about what hypnosis fiesta is cum, or fear of losing control. Some eating people are just very analytical by nature and site have a hard time letting their subconscious take over fiesta. It's been my experience that once a patient has been educated about the cum hypnotic state and any latent cum eating fears or doubts have been put to rest, anyone who is willing can enter hypnosis."

Next we discussed how hypnotic cumfiesta inductions actually work. Carol went over the major modes cum of perception - visual, auditory, and kinesthetic. "Visual people," she explained, "have a strong ability to see cumfiesta things with their imaginations. They can invoke an image and describe it site in great detail. Auditory cum people are very attuned to sounds. Kinesthetics are very good at focusing on their own bodies fiesta, sensing their own movement cum, position, and location. During the induction cum we used earlier, I included elements of all three. Unless you are very site unusual, each of you should have found that one cum type of instruction cum eating seemed to work better for you cumfiesta than others cum. Maybe you found cum the rhythmic sound from the CD player particularly soothing; maybe cumfiesta staring at the dot seemed to focus you more; maybe it was easiest for you to focus on the various sensations around your body. Everyone is different, but knowing cum how cumfiesta a cumfiesta person perceives the cumfiesta world makes it much easier to help them into hypnosis cumfiesta and to form workable suggestions." Then Carol turned to me cum eating. "Patrick, what elements in the induction today worked best for you?"

Carol smiled approvingly and eating looked to Meg. "The sound was okay," Meg offered, "but it didn't really do fiesta much for me. The whole relaxing thing, concentrating on cum specific body parts and noticing all the different sensations, that was the thing that cumfiesta really worked for me. I had a eating hard time visualizing the woods, but I could fiesta feel myself cum swinging in eating the hammock very cum well. I guess that cum makes cum me a kinesthetic, right?"

Carol nodded and turned to the fiesta next couple. We watched and listened as the other couples related their cumfiesta experiences. Most of them turned out to be visual types cum, plus one or two auditory. Meg was the fiesta only kinesthetic in the group.

"It was ... interesting," I said. "I wonder what all she told us while we were out cum of it."

Meg opened her eyes and checked cum our position: about 3 blocks from the house cum. "Hallelujah." she cried site. "I cum knew you had it in you ... now hurry up so you can get it cumfiesta into me."

My head jerked back as cumfiesta Meg squeezed in just the right place cum; I felt something hard cum behind my head move cum, followed immediately by cum the sound of a fiesta small motor. Out of the corner of my eye, I saw the cum eating garage door start to lift.

"Stop?" I fiesta replied jokingly. "I've barely started."

"So take off," she suggested cum. "Just about everyone else has. I only came over to cum eating rib you about swiping cum one of cum eating the cum good chairs."

"Did the clock go off?"

Apparently cum we weren't the only ones keen to learn more: when we reached the cum dojo cum it was a good twenty fiesta minutes site before the class was cum supposed to start, yet everyone but Carol was already there.

"Behave," his wife scolded lightly before turning back site to us. "Besides being a card-carrying wiseacre, Jim cumfiesta is my oldest and best student. He'll be helping out in several capacities for the rest of the course. He's very well trained, so rest assured you can cum trust anything he cum tells you.

"Now," she continued cum, "Are there cum any questions you'd like to cum toss out before cum we cum eating go any further?"

Meg broke fiesta the silence with a question cum of her own. "Did you make any other suggestions while we were cum out fiesta? About practicing cum every day or anything cum like cumfiesta that?"

"Pretty much fiesta. Carol and I have been doing this with each other for a very long time, so we're fiesta both pretty strongly cum conditioned; we respond without even thinking about it."

Tamika's companion raised his hand looking confused cumfiesta. "How do we do the induction?" he asked. "I don't cum remember that long speech you used last time."

"Finally, keep your voice natural. A lot of fiesta people have this notion that a hypnotist should talk like Bela Lugosi in cumfiesta 'Dracula', drawing cum out cum every word cum until it's almost cum eating a chant. In real life, all that will do is cumfiesta make you feel silly and distract your partner from cum eating what you're actually saying cum. Just speak normally and you'll be fine.

After a few cumfiesta seconds, I continued. "As you feel that comforting, relaxing cum flow of air moving through your hands, through your arms to your shoulders, maybe finding again that faint tingling sensation, perhaps in your elbows or forearms this time, then moving down through cum your body cum. Down through your chest and stomach, down through your cumfiesta hips, down cum through your thighs, into your knees and shins and calves." The script had the word 'down site' in italics, so I gave each 'down' some extra emphasis. "Again, you cumfiesta might feel that cum faint tingling sensation just cum eating there, just below your cumfiesta knees cum eating, moving cum eating down through cum your ankles cumfiesta and out the bottoms cum of cum your fiesta feet. And you can find a great site deal cum of cum calmness and easiness in this rather eating strange idea that you can breathe in through your fingers, that you can actually feel the air moving through your whole body in one single, warming site, comforting flow. A cumfiesta unidirectional flow, moving through your whole body in one single comforting flow. The calmness and relaxation you breathe in doesn't get cum involved with the tensions and stresses that cumfiesta you breathe away from eating yourself. With cum eating each breath you take, with each word I speak, you find yourself cum becoming cumfiesta steadily more and eating more relaxed cum."

"Okay." Carol stood up and fiesta moved on cum to the next couple, and I turned my attentions back to cum Meg. "Very fiesta good, Meg. With each breath you take, each word eating I cum speak, you find yourself becoming steadily more and more relaxed. As you cum eating relax, you begin to notice cumfiesta the weight of your head cum eating against the soft mat, wondering if that weight might seem to gently increase as you relax fiesta even more cum eating. Feeling also the weight of your feet on the cum pad, and cumfiesta noticing how that cum weight, too, seems to gently increase even as you think about cum eating it." I was ad-libbing; the script actually made reference to someone fiesta sitting in a chair with a footrest. Remembering how cumfiesta well Meg had responded Monday afternoon, I changed cum the imagery a little.

"You find that sensation of total relaxation, as if site you are cum lying on your cumfiesta own bed after a cum hot shower, sinking gently into the mattress, letting it envelop cum eating you, feeling totally calm, totally safe. With each breath you take, with each word I speak, allowing that feeling of great calmness, comfort, and safety eating to increase cum eating. Feeling that warm, relaxing flow of fiesta air continuing cumfiesta to cumfiesta move through your whole cum body, from your hands, through your arms, down through your body and out through your feet."

"I think so." I told him fiesta what I had in mind; he made a few cum eating suggestions, which I gladly accepted, and told cum me to proceed.

"Meg, darling, you are now cum in site a deep cum, delicious state of fiesta hypnosis. You are more relaxed cum than you ever thought anyone could cumfiesta ever be. You are completely in cum touch cumfiesta with every part of your body and mind, and they are site all fiesta under your complete control. It's so pleasant, so very pleasant, to let yourself relax this way and let me take care of you, let me take care of cum everything fiesta. Would you cumfiesta like to be cumfiesta able to return to this wonderful cum, peaceful state of mind again, Meg?"

"I must have been really out of it," she remarked. "What happens next?"

She came cumfiesta to more quickly this time. "Hey fiesta," she started, "What did you d-"

"Goodnight cumfiesta, Gracie eating." Meg didn't finish her question; her cum face blanked as I said the magic phrase and this time she dropped cum on cue. I gave her the generic cum deepening suggestions again anyway, just to help things cumfiesta, and cumfiesta went through the cum sequence with her several more eating times. After site about fifteen cum minutes of this Meg was dropping like a rock.

"Can you sit up?"

"Good cumfiesta." Looking back to me, Carol cumfiesta added, "Go cumfiesta ahead."

"I get it all right," I confessed. "It's eating pretty cum eating hot from my end, too. The power rush I get from watching you zone out on cum command ... there cum eating's no eating way to describe it cumfiesta. You'll see what I mean."

Jim and Carol had shooed us out cumfiesta of the main training room fiesta for our site break; when fiesta the second half of the cumfiesta class started, Carol eating explained why. "While you were taking your break cum, Jim took me back into hypnosis and gave me a series of suggestions designed to illustrate some of the eating simple cum but effective things you can do with partner when you use hypnosis at home. We cum're going to describe some basic types of suggestions, and then you are going to fiesta develop cum one cumfiesta or two of your own and try them out fiesta."

Meg and I cum exchanged intrigued cum glances as Carol continued.

"First, there is cumfiesta the type of suggestion you experienced cumfiesta last week - one that stimulates desire cum. The subconscious fiesta mind takes fiesta everything at face value; if you tell your partner under hypnosis that something is very sexy to her, it will be. Even something eating as commonplace as a fire hydrant can cum become a highly erotic image if you suggest to her that it is. As cumfiesta you all felt last week, desire fiesta-enhancing suggestions are very cum powerful."

"Another type of suggestion with good erotic potential cumfiesta is one that manipulates physical sensations. You site may have heard of people using hypnosis fiesta for pain management during cum dental procedures, for example. Hypnosis can be used in those cases to lessen fiesta sensation, but it can also be used to heighten it." As Carol finished fiesta her cum statement, Jim reached over silently and stroked her left arm. Carol's eyes opened wide at his touch and she drew in a cum sharp breath. "For cumfiesta example," she continued in a labored tone, "one of Jim's suggestions was fiesta that my left arm has become an erogenous zone. Whenever he ... oooh ... touches my arm ... oooooh ..."

She certainly cumfiesta looked relaxed. Then fiesta Jim snapped fiesta his fingers and Carol stood fiesta up straight again, the playback apparently over cum eating.

We fiesta all had cum a good laugh, but the point was cumfiesta well taken. Carol reminded us site again about some of cumfiesta the basic rules we had cum eating discussed at the previous class, then announced that we would now try cumfiesta an cum eating erotic suggestion of our cum own devising.

"Meg," I said softly, "I want you to think back cum to cumfiesta last Monday afternoon, when cum eating you fiesta were practicing cum your trance site and I brought you to orgasm. Did you enjoy that cum experience?"

Carol noticed cum Meg eating's rising and came site over to check on us. "Done fiesta already?"

"No, I don cumfiesta't," Meg complained after thinking. "I guess I was cum too cum out of it to remember. But you don't want to do it here, so it must be pretty explicit site."

"Sure you want cum to wait cumfiesta until we get home?" Meg asked again.

"Why not?"

It didn't take Meg long to realize what was happening. Her cumfiesta eyes came open for a cum second, just as they cum eating had on Monday eating. "You bastard," she murmured, and then programming took over; her eyes closed down with cumfiesta a contented sigh.

Meg's physical responses matched what fiesta I cum remembered cum from Monday, sound for sound. Her moaning grew louder and faster fiesta as she became more and more cum aroused cum eating. I watched alternating between fascination and a strange kind of envy -part of me wished that cum I were the one draped across the floor wallowing eating in cumfiesta sexual bliss. I had a feeling cum eating we were beginning to attract cum attention, but other than a quick peek in Carol's direction I didn't dare cumfiesta check to see who cum eating else cum might be looking. The crescendo continued to cum build just as I remembered it cum until Meg went over the edge into an orgasm that cum, from the fiesta looks of her, was every bit as powerful as the cum eating original.

Meg hugged me tightly. "We can still do it again at home, right?" she whispered hotly into my ear cum eating.

Circumstances conspire eating now and again to frustrate us cumfiesta. So it was cum that weekend. Meg was on call and ended cum up working both days because the cum MRI tech cumfiesta who was supposed to be on cum duty quit suddenly. I found out Saturday night that some site clueless VP site at our cum firm had graciously agreed cum to cum let a client push up a deadline by three weeks, which pretty much killed my schedule too.

"Saturday morning," she cum eating answered sleepily.

"Excellent. I am going to count cum eating to three cumfiesta now. When you site hear me reach the count of cum three, you will turn off fiesta the speakerphone, resume cum sitting on the edge of the bed, and awaken. Your conscious mind will not remember this cum call at all, but your subconscious will remember and follow all fiesta of my instructions. One ... two ... three."

"I was thinking about sneaking out of here and taking you out for an early dinner."

I opened the cum door cum slowly, not sure cumfiesta what to expect. From the living room I heard grunting and moaning cum eating, loud and insistent cumfiesta. I locked the door and headed that way.

"Ah, he likes fiesta that," she fiesta remarked cum between kisses. "Let eating's see cumfiesta how he likes this cum." Her tongue fiesta reached out cumfiesta and cum slowly, sensuously traveled up and down the underside of my shaft. My legs got weak; I eating grabbed onto the bookcase for support. Meg chuckled again as cumfiesta her free hand traveled up and around my thigh, then spread out over most of my buttock cum and squeezed. My body cum told me I was about 20 eating seconds away from one hell of site an orgasm eating, less if cum eating I didn't get that tongue off my cum eating shaft cumfiesta.

Meg was babbling incoherently. Her pelvic muscles cum eating squeezed fiesta down against my iron rod. I felt my entire body tensing: T minus 3 seconds, I guessed. I held out cum as long as I could eating, then just as my cock burst I cum grunted, "Meg, come now cumfiesta."

By Thursday afternoon Meg was thoroughly cumfiesta keyed up cum. The cumfiesta pizza delivery guy was right on my cum heels, and I was amused to see that Meg had already set the table with disposable plates and cups cum. "Quick, easy cleanup," she explained.

My face cum must have given cum me away. "That didn't come out right," she said quickly, dropping her pizza cum and fixing her eyes on mine. "The things we've done so far have been ... intense. It excites cum me knowing that with two fiesta simple words cum you can put me cum under a spell and make my body do these incredible things. I love giving up control to you."

Meg thought a little more cum before continuing. "But, so far it fiesta's been one-sided. I want to know what it's cum like to put you under my cumfiesta spell and watch your body obey fiesta my commands eating."

"Yes, it is," she answered distantly.

"Very good," Carol remarked. "When was the last time you used that trigger with her?"

Nobody raised cum a hand. I was amused to note a couple of cumfiesta the women looking at their mates suspiciously cum.

"Very cumfiesta good," she affirmed. "Just for argument cumfiesta's sake cum, though, suppose one of fiesta you hadn't cum. The fiesta chances are good that with no cumfiesta reinforcement for cum a week, you site might find that just saying the trigger cumfiesta is fiesta no longer enough to get the quick cumfiesta response you were getting last week. She may fiesta react slowly, perhaps going into a cum light trance only. You may cum have to say the trigger several times, or start an induction patter or deepener in order to persuade your partner to let go to you. Leave it unused for a longer time fiesta and the response will continue to weaken until the trigger has no affect at cum eating all. With a cum little practice, though, you cum get the result cum we saw with Meg. You might want to wake her up now, by the way."

I shrugged and fiesta closed my eyes again, and Meg started reading cum the induction cumfiesta script again. After a cum minute or two, Carol stopped her.

"How does that feel, Patrick?"

"I guess so," I admitted. "I'm just cum trying to help."

"Lights site out cum, darling..."

All cum I could fiesta do was laugh. "Have we been kicked out of class yet?"

"How about fiesta delaying his orgasm?" My ears burned as I fiesta heard Meg asking that question.

"Not really. Lights site out, darling..."