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I was on a trip with a good friend of mine. Rose and I are both
(reasonably) happily married, but our pastimes bring us regularly
into contact away from our spouses. I found her attractive, and I
now know she feels the same about me. In fact, she liked to think -
or pretend - that just our proximity was somehow risque. Once she
took me aside at a function and very seriously said:

"This is real hard for me," she had said, looking very demure, "but
I want to make sure that we feel the same way."

She went on to say how attracted she was to me, but that it would
be wrong to let things go too far. All this with her large brown eyes
alternately swimming up at me, then shyly cast down. Of course I
agreed and reassured her.

I realized then that she was making much more out of our casual
contact than I ever had... but she looked so shy (and sexy) then that
from that moment on she found her way onto my deeper erotic
fantasy channel.

Long drives together were part of our relationship. Rose is an
erratic driver in town, easily distracted, and more than once I found
myself offering to drive. On the interstate it was better, until I
received an unpleasant surprise.

I had dozed off lightly one afternoon, Rose at the wheel. Suddenly
my semi-conscious self was rudely snapped back awake as I felt the
wheels bump at high speed onto the shoulder of the road and the car
swerve. It wasn't life-threatening, but I said "Damn! Did we hit
something?"

Rose said she was sorry, she had lost her concentration or
something.

"Are you tired? I can drive."

"No," she responded, "I'm fine."

I relaxed again, but couldn't sleep. I found myself watching her
drive through my half-closed eyelids. Her smooth arms and short
tapered fingers rested on the wheel. My gaze next wandered down
past her rather small but attractive mouth and chin, down to her
bosom. Attractive, and often the subject of a bedtime fantasy or
two. My gaze caressed those tempting, tempting bulges, and I began
a little daydream...

Then the car gave another tiny, tiny jerk where there shouldn't
have been any. My gaze shot back up towards her face. I was about
to say something, and then I stopped.

She was staring straight ahead of course, but there was
something else in her steady gaze... something - the best I can call it
- helpless... Her eyes seemed not to be blinking at all for many many
seconds, and as I studied her with rapidly growing interest, I could
see that her lids were open wide. She was staring as if she were
mesmerized!

Things between us were never the same since that day I watched
her succumbing so easily to "highway hypnosis!"

Now she blinked, squinting, and shook her head a little, her short,
soft hair jiggling from side to side. She stole a glance toward my
"sleeping" form, and I hoped she could not see the gleam of my eye!
She looked as if she wanted to wake me, but turned forward again.

I now watched her like a hawk. Sure enough, after another ten-
mile stretch I noticed her stare again. She was not flicking her gaze
around at all, as we all should do when on long drives; the lids were
opening wider and I thought I perceived a slight tremble in her
forearms... she was clenching the steering wheel tightly...
abnormally tightly, I thought.

I began to feel sexual arousal at her display of helplessness. Her
tongue emerged to wet her lips, which I could now see were pressed
tightly. Her head turned a bit from side to side, but her eyes never
left that vanishing point, and soon her face was again still.

The breasts were displaying shallow breathing, and I sensed that
she felt she was losing a fight to stay awake. The eyelids were
drooping shut, blinking slowly over her staring eyes. I didn't want to
die in some flaming crash, but I couldn't help myself watch her!

Another jerk, and a small lurch of the vehicle, as she came "back
out of it." I stirred.

"Sorry..." she said, still blinking too fast.

I knew then what I wanted to do. From that moment on my whole
persona would have to be that of a skilled hypnotist. The clock told
me there were still several driving hours on this untraveled stretch
of interstate before we reached the motel.

In my very most quiet but determined voice I murmured "Let's stop
a minute to stretch." Usually I put these comments as suggestions...
open for discussion as it were... this time I just left it as a quiet
demand. "Pull off, Rose."

She glanced at me, picking up the difference in my demeanor.
"Everything OK?"

"I'm ready to drive. We need to stretch and breathe fresh air. Pull
off here."

She complied, and soon we were stretching, jogging a bit and
reaching for the coffee thermos.

"Rose," I began, "did you know you were falling asleep?"

She glanced at me hurriedly.

"Oh... yeah, I guess I could have been..." Then she elaborated. "I can't
stand these long drives!"

"Well, believe it or not," I responded, "not only am I ready to drive
again, but I know exactly how to help that!"

"You do?"

"I had the worst case of driver's trance ever just a couple years
ago," I said, untruthfully. "I'd just... you know..." I said, hoping she'd
clue me in.

"Oh, yes!" she assented readily, "it's scary, I just can't seem to
stay awake on these long straight roads!"

I continued my build-up.

"A good friend taught me how to rechannel until it became so easy
to stay alert and defensive for really long trips."

"How?"

"Let's start up again and I'll tell you... wait a minute," I
interjected. "Don't drink any coffee yet, just give me a cup please."

"Why?"

"You'll see... it's all related, but you shouldn't have a caffeine buzz
for a while. Now you 'passenge' again, and... here, let me adjust the
seat. Posture is important."

I leaned in and slid the seat backwards as far as it would go, then
adjusted the recliner to tilt slightly back. Soon we were humming
along again.

*****

After a bit of conversation about how far we had to go yet, I
continued.

"You know, Rose, I think you could be a good highway driver if you
let me help you just like my friend did for me. It's easy, and it'll
help the time pass for me if I have a 'project.' What do you say?"

"Sure, I guess, what did he do?"

"He actually had me just ride along and zonk out," I answered.
"Since I was the passenger, there was no more pressure to stay
alert. Then I guess it was a little like... " I was intent on her without
revealing my interest... "like, a trance or something."

"Like hypnotism?" came her voice softly. There seemed to be no
signs of resistance in her voice!

"Yeah, you know the phrase 'highway hypnosis?' Well, he showed
me how it was really true... just like real hypnosis, where your
concentration narrows, and you drift off, and nothing matters, and it
felt great, like I never wanted to stop, and it got deeper and
deeper..."

She make no answer. Her face was not looking at me, and a little
glance showed me that she was looking down the road. She appeared
to be feeling it already!

I'm glad I was wearing a loose shirt, or my developing erection
would have been so obvious that everything would have gone down
the tubes! I continued, trying as best I could to pace my voice and
smooth out the inflection into a relaxing kind of drone.

"My eyes wanted to look way, way down that highway, way to the
horizon," I said, "and it felt like a pull, sort of. You know, a subtle
pull that just seems to hold your eyes straight ahead, you know?"

I sensed her nodding slightly as she began falling under my
control.

"And the road kind of flows under the wheels, and you can feel the
rush of the tires as the road pulls you ahead..."

I paused, still no answer.

"But now I'm driving, and there's no pressure or tension and we
can explore that feeling, we can get deeper than that, much deeper,
and as I drive, you can just let yourself go like I did, and I'll describe
it the same way, the same way, and you can help like I did the same
way, and there won't be any pressure or tension and we can get
deeper."

This time I thought I heard a tiny breathed "OK" from my
passenger. Rose had her hands in her lap, resting on the upper
surface of her rounded thighs, delineated by a thin summer skirt.

"So I'll tell you what it's like, and you can help me, Rose," I droned
on. "I'll want your help as we go, so here's what to do... Keep your
eyes ahead, just like you're driving, but of course I'm driving and you
can relax and let everything happen and I'll keep driving you right
down the road straight as an arrow, straight... down... the road... and
I'll want to describe what to do so you can do it as I describe what
you should do..."

I had plans for those hands, those thighs, those lips and those
heavy round breasts that seemed not to move at all... yet.

"And the road has helpful signs," I continued, almost in a
monotone. "We call them mileposts, and we know they are there to
tell us where we are, so the road speeds along and we know where
we are, so Rose, without looking away, keeping our eyes way way far
ahead far, far out ahead, we'll count those posts, and I learned to
count them without looking, because the eyes are held right down
the center line, and soon the milepost floats closer, closer and
closer, and we just barely perceive it as it flows past the eyes, like
one is coming now, but don't watch it, just know that it's floating up
closer, closer... and now it's past and we can count it. ONE."

She was absolutely motionless in her seat. My cock felt hard
enough to rip up through my shorts, but it was way too early yet!

"And soon we'll feel another milepost flow past as we rush right
down the center of the road, those lane markers are smooth as oil,
smooth and rushing so fast that the eye is drawn up and away, up and
away by the steady flow of the line, and there are other markers I
want you to count, soon I'll have you count out loud as your eyes stay
fixed, it's all right to stare, to lose yourself down the lines, to lose
yourself deeper down the lines, as another marker floats floats
floats by... annnnd... TWO.

"And Rose you're doing very well, you're giving up to that feeling
we have as those lines... never seem to stop, going on and on...
rushing and floating on and on so that the eyes are held like magnets
like there are magnets in the road holding the eyes so they can't look
away, and after the next mile comes... closer and closer, here it
comes... THREE...

"I'll have you measure the trance by noticing the small markers
that you'll feel, those little sparkling lights that are twinkling
past... they mark the tenth-miles, and without any trouble, very
easily and concentrating on your eyes held now by the road, you'll
count along with me for a while. Here comes the next marker...
FOUR... "

ENTER
TEEN STEAM

*****

"...Annnnnddd... TEN... and now you hear nothing but my voice, see
nothing though your heavy eyes can just barely remain open and I
will pull you deeper and deeper now Rose and you want it, you want
so much to fall deeper and deeper into my hypnotic trance, yes, give
up all control to my voice, let it move you, obey everything you hear,
Rose."

Her chin had dropped down, parting her lips slightly. Rose had
given herself up to my control very rapidly. Her eyelids looked puffy
and swollen as they blinked repeatedly and lazily, but now and again
they would open wide as she tried her best to keep staring straight
ahead.

"And now we will forget everything, we will bring you completely
into total hypnotic control, and you want that more than you've ever
wanted anything, more and more you'll find that wonderful feeling of
total submission to my voice and my will. And your voice will
answer automatically now, as you hear it say the number 'ten.'

An almost inaudible sigh: "..tennn.."

"And counting down...down...downnn to twenty..."

"'llevennn... twelvvve.... " her soft voice droned obediently.

"And keep talking as you obey my next commands. That's a good
girl, 'thirteen...' and each count makes you understand that you want
only to submit to everything I say 'fourteen,' that's a good girl, how
much you want to feel my control..."

Now her head had fallen sideways against my driver's seat, all her
limbs relaxed; one of her hands had slid off her thigh and now rested
over the center console, actually held up by the rim of my coffee cup!
A very uncomfortable position, even for a sleeping person, but the
hand didn't move! it's soft pink palm upturned, the fingers curved
ever so naturally as in total relaxed sleep.

"And my voice and will are irresistible to you now... they've
always been irresistible to you, you feel only pleasure at being able
to comply... to submit... to obey me.

"Let's prove my unbreakable control now, Rose, feels sooo gooood
to obey. You will count to one hundred, deepening more and more all
the way, and soon you will not be able to remember the correct
numbers, no, you will try hard to remember, but you will forget, and
you will be surprised to hear that every number has turned into my
magic phrase, and that phrase is embedded completely within you
and it is: 'I am compelled to obey you, John' and begin counting now,
and try to remember all these numbers very well."

Again the muffled murmuring. "One, two, three..." as I pulled the
car over onto the wide shoulder and braked to a stop. "Fourteen, f-
fifteen, six... seven... sixteen... uhhhmmm three, four..."

Unbuckling, I took the time now to rearrange my dick, now trying
its best to stretch right down my out of my pants leg, feeling the
scratchy fabric of my shirt press and rub against the head... ouch!

"three... threeee... "

I leaned closer to her upturned ear now. "Yes, you just can't
remember, too hard to remember, the numbers become the commands
soon..."

Now I got out of the car and rather confidently walked around to
her side. Opened the door and squatted down to view her.

How beautiful it was to be able to feast my eyes anywhere I
wished! Her left knee had drooped open, exposing a bit of her inner
thigh to my view, her right hand still rested on the other thigh. I
pressed my boner along my own leg and squeezed my thighs together
as I stared.

Her breasts were inches from my face as I leaned in to watch her
face. Her eyelids now resting on her cheeks, and though her parted
lips barely moved, I could hear her hypnotic litany: "I am com...pelled
to obey you, John...I am com...pelled to obey you, John..."

Those lips, luscious and parted, obeying my will! I easily imagined
them parting just enough to wrap lovingly around my cock, which
organ now felt almost painful in its repeated clenchings!

I touched the reclining control and began twisting it slowly
backwards. She did not twitch or cease for an instant her mantra,
even when I reclined to a point where her head was suddenly free to
loll over even further! Quickly I just held it up straighter as I eased
her backwards. Now I stood up. Too much traffic roaring by just
then to masturbate... I was close to an orgasm though!

Leaning back in to Rose's chanting. "You will stop now. Breathe
deeply and fully."

Up rose the bosom, almost to my lips! She sighed and repeated the
performance. I sighed in my own ecstasy.

"Now hear and obey me completely, Rose. You can remember the
numbers, all the numbers again. While you count to one hundred I will
speak to you. Keep counting."

"One, two, three..."

"Count faster as you will feel my touch on your wrists. I am
attaching little metal bracelets to your wrists. They are cool little
metal bracelets, feel them being attached to your wrists."

"twentyfour, twentyfive, twennysix, twennyseven..."

I found a couple of rubber bands and lifted one hand. It felt limp
and leaden as over her unresisting fingers I slipped one of the bands.
As I leaned over to hold the other hand, her breathy voice puffed into
my ear: "fordyfive, fordysix, fordyseven..."

The latex slipped onto her wrist and I hefted her limp appendage
without feeling the slightest response. I laid the hand down on her
thigh. It felt very cool and smooth as I let my hand rest there for a
moment.

She was near the fifties now.

"Count very slowly, Rosie," I said, holding my face directly in
front of hers. "Enjoy the sound of the 'fff' as you count."

Obediently the little-girl voice came: "fffiffftyonnnnee...
fffifffftytwoooo..." My lips were nearly touching her own now, my
eyes taking in her hypnotic helplessness, my cock throbbing
dangerously, it was poking out of my shorts leg,
"fffifffftyyyyffffourrrrr..."

"Uhhhhh..." came my own involuntary response as I felt suddenly
things had gone too far. Traffic ignores, I hunched down next to her,
freeing the first four or five inches of my cock to poke right out into
the air. That little touch was enough to begin my uncontrollable
reflex, I felt myself swelling, sticking up and out, up and out, upppp
and outtt comes the fluid, "uhh!" I grunt quietly, imagining the thick
cream spurting out to cover her lips as they slide over and over my
heavy heavy cock, it feellls sooo good to release at last! the heated
shaft pulsing with yet another dribble dripping down between my
thighs down to spatter from my heavy, leaden cock onto the ground
in thick dribbles and drops now, that hot glow just after the climax
begins making me feel dizzy... my head droops with weakness, down...
and drops onto her lap!

Oh God! I started back away, but instantly I perceived that even
that sudden sensation did not disturb her! as her voice continued:
"seventyyytwooooo..."

I must have swooned or something! Had she really counted that
far? Looking down, I saw only a drop or two of my congealing juice
had actually spotted my calves or socks... Nothing to clean up with,
so I can only flick off the last several upwellings from my creamy
cockhead, and sighing, tuck my softening member back into
confinement.

She had reached the eighties.

"Rose, my beautiful Rose," I murmured, breath catching in my
throat from the tension of the last few minutes, "when your voice
reaches ninety I will slowly turn on my magnets. The magnets in the
roof of the car are powerful ones. Your wrists are magnetized, and
as you hear your voice approach one hundred the magnetic power will
become greater and greater... you are completely unable to move your
heavy, sleepy arms and wrists, completely unable to move them even
the slightest bit by yourself, my magnetic force will pull up and up
on your bracelets, up into the air towards the power. Relax and enjoy
the feeling as I control your arms with magnetic power..."

Hurrying over to the drivers seat, I took to the road again as I
heard "ninetyyy twoooo... ninety threeee..." and, as if she were a
marionette tied at the wrists, her dangling, limp arms now jiggled
and jerked slightly and, fingers still drooping down, began lifting
her arms up off her legs. In a moment they bumped lightly against
the roof of the car.

"Feels wonderful to be so completely controlled... you know you
want much much more, Rose."

There was another deep sigh to my right.

"And now as I count from five to one, the magnets grow weaker,
and your heavy arms... so heavy, so limp and soft... will be able to
sink deeply down again. 5 - 4 - 3 - 2 - 1, and you sink still deeper."

I now played with her arms, raising and lowering them more
rapidly for a few minutes. I could cause them to virtually fly upward
and lock onto the roof with an audible thump! When released, they
plopped down onto her lap so heavily that I stopped for fear that she
would bruise herself!

I ran through more deepening commands, testing her enslavement.
I deafened her and screamed into her ear suddenly, without seeing
the slightest response.

The highway near us being clear of traffic for at least a mile, I
told her how calm and peaceful she felt, watching a sexy, sleepy
smile curl her lips upwards... I had been slowing enough to make it
safe when I gave several very sharp tugs on the steering wheel and
applied the brakes. Not really dangerous, but very startling to any
passenger except... the deeply asleep!

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