Trust Me I'm a Trained Professional
Copyright© 2026 by littlefrog454
Chapter 3: 5 days latter
Mind Control Sex Story: Chapter 3: 5 days latter - I guess I should issue the standard content warning about this is adult (18+) fiction reading material derived from my vivid overworked imagination. It involves acts that would, and/or could constitute incest, rape and nonconsensual sex if it was actually real. Also, trust me on this, hypnosis does not work this way in real life we are assured by all the so-called experts in the various fields of psychology, and psychiatry. WARNING: Do Not Try This at home
Caution: This Mind Control Sex Story contains strong sexual content, including Ma/Fa Hypnosis Mind Control BiSexual Heterosexual Fiction Incest Mother Son Sister BDSM Group Sex Lactation Sex Toys
At the moment I’m living at home in the Caretakers Cottage that I have turned into my apartment/office, and Izzy is living in the college dorms, but still has a place at home. I’m 29, and Izzy has just turned 19. I have a spare key to my apartment under the floor mat outside the front door, and Lzzy knew about it. Heck, she even comes over and “hangs out” with me sometimes. A week latter, at 3 AM in the morning, I was having a wonderful dream, or should I say a wonderful wet dream. I mean I was in heaven. My green eyed platinum blond dream girl/goddess was giving me the best blow job I have ever gotten. I mean it was the perfect blow job, if there is such a thing as a perfect blow job this had to be it. Really, it was more like she was worshiping my cock than just sucking it.
My green eyed platinum blond dream girl/goddess was driving me wild with the best blow job I’ve ever had, but not letting me actually cum. Over and over she brought me to the very edge of ecstasy, but then backed off. Yes, some part of me tried to wake up, but for some odd reason I just couldn’t. I did finally manage to tangle both my hands in her long platinum blond hair, and force her head all the way down onto my tortured erect throbbing cock shaft. With that I bucked my whole body up off the bed and delivered load, after load, of hot spurting cum down her throat in my dream. With that the spell I had been under broke, and I woke up to Izzy, my younger Sister, red in the face choking and gagging on my now semi-limp cock. Yes, my semi-limp cock was still lodged in her wide open mouth and deep down her throat actually choking her.
With that horrifying realization I managed to push, Izzy away, and sit up in bed at the same time. “What the Hell?”, some small part of my confused and addled brain questioned in utter shock, panic, shame, disgust, and even guilt.
“What the Hell are you doing, Izzy?” I screamed at my younger Sister in shock, anger, and guilt. Yes, mostly guilt! How could I have let this happen some part of me was screaming like a little girl deep in my own mind.
“Only paying you back for the great hypnotherapy, Big Brother, tee, hee, hee,” Izzy told me, and giggled cutely, and I noticed for the first time that she was completely naked.
“You are my Sister, Izzy! I can’t be having sex with you Izzy!” I screamed at her still in shock, but not so angary now.
“A blow job is not defined as true sexual intercourse, Big Brother.” Izzy proudly informed me seriously. Yes, I could tell she was proud of herself for some reason.
“It’s incest Sis.” I told her loudly, but at least I wasn’t screaming anymore.
“Incest laws aim to protect family structures, and prevent genetic complications, and they are enforced at the state level, meaning the laws can differ widely from one jurisdiction to the next, Big Brother. For instance here in New Jersey, there is no criminal penalty for incest if both parties are of legal age to consent, though actual marriage is strictly prohibited Big Brother. But, whoever said I wanted to marry you, or anyone else for that matter Big Brother, tee, hee, hee.” Izzy told me, and giggled again, but she was not the least bit ashamed or embarrassed I could tell.
“But, it’s wrong.” I told her again.
“Think of a good blow job as no more that masturbation with my mouth, rather that my hand, Big Brother.” Izzy told me her next argument.
“But, it’s wrong.” I told her again.
“Trust me Big Brother I love giving blow jobs, and you are not going to be fixing it with your hypnosis, Big Brother.” She told me, and smiled, and I realized at that moment my hypnosis was the root cause of this new ... new ... what? ... liberated? ... feminist? ... attitude? Yes, I know that some people say, “sex is just sex”, a nice healthy exercise that we derive mutual pleasure from, and has nothing to do with love, or intimacy, or reproduction, or procreation, or any of those other complicated social things. “Sex is just sex”
“Izzy, you have to let me re-hypnotize you and fix this. I know I can fix this Izzy. Please Izzy.” I begged her. Well, really I pleaded with her.
“Fix what Big Brother? I’m fine with it, more than fine with it. Honestly, I love it Big Brother. My boyfriend, Bill, is fine with it too. In fact, he was the one that told me I should reward you like this, Big Brother.” Izzy told me proudly. Yes, you heard right ... Yes, Bill, her boyfriend, had put her up to this ... and Yes, she was proud.
Okay, I tried to talk Izzy into letting me hypnotize ... re-hypnotize ... her, and fixing this a lot over the next week between perfect blow jobs. Hey, if I didn’t allow it she became angary and depressed. I even tried the triggers I had implanted while she was originally hypnotized, but Izzy was in no way a submissive. In fact, she was perfectly fine with her new passion for giving perfect blow jobs. Yes, sucking cock had become a passion for her. She was actually on the Internet all week diligently researching everything she could find on blow jobs, and sucking cock, which soon lead to oral sex and masturbation itself.
Did you know that sucking a mentholated cough drop would add pleasure to oral sex? In the United States, black Halls cough drops are called Halls Intense Cool Cough Drops (Halls intensive for severe colds, & coughs). These candies have the characteristic of having an extra strong menthol flavor. They are used to control coughing, decongest the nose and other features. Simply place a black candy in your mouth and wait a few minutes for the sweets to kick in. According to experts in the field, Black Halls menthol permeates and increase the sensitivity of the tongue, the male cock, and the female cunt tissues.
Although many have pointed out, in great detail, that black Halls, and other menthol cough drops are the ideal complement to oral sex. It’s very important that you remember that everyone’s body is different and you should always talk to your partner first. If the person’s member is ultra sensitive, it’s best not to test it with these sweets, as it can turn from a pleasant moment to a very painful moment in seconds for some.
A great blowjob is often a combination of using your hand to tug on the penis while adding sensation and suction with your mouth. Remember that if you want to give a good blow job you have to use your hands as well as your mouth. In addition, apply even pressure and friction with your hands while working with your mouth. Your hands will do more than what your mouth can do on its own stimulating your partners’ penis. You can also use a finger, or two, to put pressure on the perineum (the taint) for an external prostate massage. If you press on this, you can really enhance a man’s orgasm. In fact, you can lube up a finger and slip it into his ass hole to tickle his prostrate to add extra spice.
It’s always good to start the blow job soft and let your partner get hard in your mouth. Keep your mouth still and let them feel the warmth of your breath and the moisture of your tongue. After your partners’ penis is stimulated, gently begin to suck. The anticipation will make your partner even hotter for your mouth. A lot of people think that their saliva will be enough lubrication to do the job, but adding some water based or silicone lubricant to your mouth will give your partners’ penis a better blow job. Given time you can build up enough saliva to keep the blow job going, but by sucking on a hard candy like black Halls you can build up more saliva. In conclusion, this can make the difference between a good blow job experience and a bad blow job experience.
Yes, Izzy, certainly expanded my knowledge about BJs, blow jobs. I also found out that Little Sister’s asshole boyfriend, Bill, was at least partially ... who am I kidding ... primarily responsible for this new passion, and she was being used by his asshole friends ... the whole damn fraternity ... too, now. Yes, Izzy loved to give blow jobs, and drink down all the cum thanks to my posthypnotic suggestions.
I don’t guess I should have been too surprised when Bill, her boyfriend, approached me two weeks latter about hypnotizing her to be a better fuck. And yes, he had gone to the college library on campus, and on the Internet, and had all these kinky posthypnotic suggestions, and triggers written down, that he wanted me to implant ... well, honestly he used the word, “install” ... in Izzy ... my own Little Sister ... like Izzy had become some kind of household appliance. Like she had become a programmable toaster oven, or a Hover vacuum cleaner, or something for him and his fraternity brothers to use whenever they wanted. He also admitted that he had tried to hypnotize, well, really re-hypnotize her himself. I was glad to learn that she was resistant to hypnosis ... well, I was glad she was resistant to his hypnosis now, anyway.
In the meantime I had been studying hypnosis on the Internet, and my moral high ground side was slowly being corrupted ... eroded away. Yes, according to the Internet, if I allowed my Little Sister to suck me off it wasn’t incest, well, not technically anyway. Besides that I wasn’t forcing her to do something against her will? She enjoyed it, right? There isn’t anything wrong with enjoying a perfect blow job is there? Nobody was going to get knocked-up or pregnant.
Hey, I also knew that our Mom, had Izzy implanted with NEXPLANON at the age of 13, because she had discovered that Izzy was sexually active, promiscuous. NEXPLANON is a small tube, or straw, a flexible birth control implant containing time released capsules and is 99% effective. Typical insertion is just under the skin of the forearm and takes only a few minutes with the provided tool, and is performed under a local anesthetic. It prevents pregnancy in women for up to 5 years. The procedure doesn’t even affect her menstrual cycle, but it assures she won’t get pregnant from sex.
Hey, fucking Izzy wouldn’t hurt anyone, She didn’t want to get married, and certainly didn’t want to have a child with me, or anyone else for that matter. I also needed to protect her from her asshole boyfriend, Bill, Yes, I found out. Bill actually believed I had done this to Izzy, my own, Little Sister, intentionally ... on purpose. Thinking this way he had confided in me, “Man-to-Man”, that he wanted to turn her into his ... or as he put it, “our” ... slave ... our sex slave.
Hey, Bill was in the same fraternity as me and even my father and grandfather were in. Phi Alpha Delta Law Fraternity, International, is a North American professional fraternity composed of pre-law and law students, legal educators, attorneys, judges, supreme court justices, senators, even presidents, and other people in law. Politically it’s alumnae are quite influential and controls a lot of thing that the average citizen doesn’t realize.
In 1863, the third president of Amherst asked his fellow college presidents what they thought of this new thing called a “fraternity.” The overwhelming consensus was alarm. They described fraternities as a “plague” and “un-American.” They “sow dissensions and produce factions,” one president said. “They have led to greater unkindness and ill feeling than almost anything else in college,” said a second president. “Nothing but evil results,” said another.
Young rich men invented “social” fraternities to isolate themselves from their middle-class peers, thumb their nose at the religious values of their professors and wrest control away from the administrators who set their schedules, curricula and objectives. They came to prominence during a period of widespread and largely forgotten campus violence. At a time when militias were commonly called in to tamp down riots led by students armed with pistols and flame, the young rich men to whom fraternities appealed were nothing short of a menace.
Until the mid-1800s, and in some cases until the turn of the century, university presidents tried valiantly to close fraternities down. Brown, Princeton and Union, for example, banned “secret societies” and expelled students who attended unauthorized meetings. Their efforts would fail.
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