Chapter 30

Session A64:

“It’s important that your children are happy, isn’t it?”

“Yes.”

“People who have sex three or more times each week are happier, aren’t they?”

“Yes.”

“Your children should be having sex three or more times each week, shouldn’t they?”

“Yes.”

“But they can only be doing that if they know about it, can’t they?”

“Yes.”

“Your son knows about it already from the textbook, doesn’t he?”

“Yes.”

“But Lucy doesn’t know, does she?”

“No.”

“Someone needs to tell her, don’t they?”

“Yes.”

“You and I are the only ones who know about it. Who do you think it should be?”

“Me.”

Session A119:

“You don’t like talking to your children about sex, do you?”

“No.”

That had been true before I’d gone to work on her. Now, it was something Mom avoided obsessively. She wouldn’t even talk about things we’d discussed under hypnosis in the past.

“You are constantly thinking about sex.”

Nod.

“If you talk to your children about sex, you won’t be able to stop.”

Pause. Mom’s eyes widened very slightly. As far as she was concerned, she’d been sex-obsessed for her entire life. In reality, it had only been a few days, and I don’t think she’d processed how her old attitude worked in combination with her new state of constant horniness.

“If you talk to your children about sex, you won’t be able to stop. You’ll keep on talking about it - your filthy thoughts spilling from your mind, revealing to the world what a deviant you really are.”

Mom’s pupils narrowed with fear, and the pause stretched on.

“Your head is so full of filth, if you open your mouth, it’ll be like unleashing the flood. You’re a pervert, through and through, and refusing to talk about sex is the only way you can prevent that from being public knowledge.”

Maybe I should have stopped talking, but I felt like I was onto something. And the more vivid the painting I pictured, the more likely it was to work.

“You’ll talk about your deepest, darkest fantasies. You’ll let on that you sexualize everyone around you, everyone you’ve ever met. Everything you’ve thought about while getting off ... you’ll be exposed to the world for the freak that you are.”

Mom’s mouth fell open, and she nodded.

“Good,” I said. “It’s important that you never, ever discuss sex with your children, no matter what the circumstance.”

Nod.

“When will you discuss sex with your children?”

“Never,” Mom said, in a low monotone.

“Can you think of any situation where you would discuss sex with me?”

“No.”

“What about with Lucy?”

“No.”

“What if she came home with a big biker, and told you he was going to knock her up. Would you talk to her about sex then?”

Mom shook her head.

“What if they started having sex in front of you?”

Shake.

“What if...”

I leaned in close.

“What if when they were done, the biker started grabbing your tits?”

Mom’s eyes fluttered, just for a second - maybe bikers are one of her secret fantasies? - before shaking her head.

“What if Lucy did?”

I could see Mom’s eyes threatening to roll back in her head with pleasure, and I smiled.

Session 43: As soon as we got back from seeing Marcie, Lucy jumped me. I thought I’d seen everything, but the wild look on my sister’s eye was something new.

And after she’d sucked two loads of cum from me (getting herself off several times as she did), my sister insisted that I hypnotize her.

She didn’t just agree. She insisted.

“You will never disobey me, will you?”

“No, Master.”

“You will do everything I ask you to, won’t you?”

“Yes, Master.”

It was tempting to wake her up and tell her I was going to fuck her. If it was really happening in real life, there was no way she could refuse. Right?

I was still a little shaken from seeing Marcie’s blank stare again, and so I firmly pushed the thought to the back of my head.

There was a smart way to do this. And the dumb way ... It wasn’t worth the risk.

Marcie had been just as unresponsive as the last time I’d seen her. We didn’t do much, just chatted to her. At her, really. She didn’t respond, except when we said anything sexual.

At the sound of anything sexual - even anything remotely sexual - she would silently cum.

It was creepy as hell, and just about as hot.

With a shiver, I set my mind to the task at hand.

“What do you know about nudism?”

My sister’s blank face tilted almost imperceptibly to the side.

“Like, nudist colonies?”

“Yes.”

Session A120:

“If Lucy makes you do something sexual, you only have two choices: You can do it, or you can talk about it with her.”

Pause.

Pause.

As the pause continued, I realized that maybe I was jumping the gun.

“If Lucy makes you do something sexual, would you tell me what your choices are?”

“Some of them, yes.”

“If Lucy makes you do something sexual, one choice is to do it.”

Nod.

“What are some other choices?”

“I can talk about it with her.”

“That’s not really a choice, is it?”

Pause. I pushed on.

“If you talk to her about it, you’ll reveal to the world what you are. What you think about. You’ll reveal your deviance. You’ll be exposed.”

Nod.

“Talking to her about it is the worst thing you can possibly do.”

Nod.

“So it’s not really a choice, is it?”

“No.”

“What are some other choices?”

“I could walk away.”

“If you walk away, she might want to talk about it.”

Nod.

“If you walk away, she might want to talk about sexual things with you.”

Nod.

“Walking away just delays the conversation. If you refuse to engage, that’s basically the same as talking to your daughter about sexual things, isn’t it?”

“Yes.”

“Refusing to talk about sexual things means you’ll have to talk about them, doesn’t it?”

“Yes.”

“Actively refusing to talk about sexual things is the same as talking about sexual things.”

There was a long pause, but eventually my mother nodded.

“What else could you do?”

“I could lock myself away.”

“If you do that, if you avoid the situation, Lucy’s going to want to talk about it.”

Pause. Nod.

“You’ve raised intelligent children. If they want something and you refuse, they’re going to want to know why.”

Nod.

“If Lucy does something sexual and you avoid the situation, you’ll need to talk about it.”

Nod.

“Avoiding the situation is the same as talking about sexual things.”

Nod.

“You will never, ever talk about sexual things, will you?”

“No.”

“If Lucy does something sexual with you, what options do you have?”

There was a long, long pause. I watched my mother carefully, but she showed no sign that she was going to wake up.

“If Lucy does something sexual with you, aside from going along with it, do you have any other options?”