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... you said "you are frightened of snakes, there is a snake who will bite you, kill him" and killing snakes was not against their moral fiber. Bang, you're dead. Jason smiled. He was an experienced hand at hypnosis. Consciously this shy girl would rebel at what he had planned for her, "tactfully worded" she would purr like a pussycat in heat.
"Bring the King," he said softly to Mario. "There'll be plenty left over for you, my boy, there's plenty for both of you." Jason crossed his legs, leaned his chin on his hand and looked at the girl ... it was a dirty business ... but such a stimulating one. Already he was feeling the first birth pains of a gigantic erection tingling in his loins. He lingered amid the feeling of a painful need for a moment, then put it out of his mind as the sound of heavy footpads entered the door of Carolyn's room. He turned to face the King.
He was a magnificent beast, a full three and a half feet at the shoulders, with the chest of a bull and the proud head of a champion. He pulled at the choke chain in Mario's hand, leading the slim man at will, pulling him over to where his master sat on the ottoman. Jason clouted him playfully across the muscled rump and pulled at his jowls.
"Hello there, King," Jason said with pride in his voice, "How ya doing, boy?' The dog rubbed against his leg and licked at his hand. Jason wooled him once more, then rose and took the choke chain lead from Mario. "Here, boy," he said with the tone of command and walked him to the side of the bed nearest the camera tripod. "Now, sit.
SIT. STAY." The King squatted obediently on his great fawn haunches and watched expectantly. Jason removed the chain from his thick neck and tossed it to one side. The King watched it slide on the floor. "STAY," he commanded once more. "STAY."
"You want me to operate the camera this time, boss?" Mario asked. "Hmmm, yes, I think so, Mario." Jason studied first the girl, then the bed. "Yes, you do that. I'll tell you when to start the mechanism and when to cut. Is everything ready?"
"Yeah, all ready ... 'cept for the girl. She's not undressed yet." Mario looked hopefully toward his employer. "You want me to undress her???" "Not this time," Jason smiled thoughtfully, "she's too good a subject to overlook ... let's play this one by ear, shall we?"
Mario grinned obscenely. This was gonna be one helluva night, he could tell. The boss was rarely this wound up over any of the new bitches. And when he was, sooner or later the girl would wish she'd sewed her pussy shut and pee'd out her ear. He watched Jason cross over to the girl and begin stroking her forehead gently.
"Deep ... deep ... deep. Carolyn, do you hear me, Carolyn?" The girl stirred and mumbled something. "You can speak, Carolyn, but you will not wake up: Do you hear me, Carolyn?"
Her throat worked once, twice, then a small distant voice answered. "I hear you." "Good, very good." Jason's voice remained absolutely toneless and unemotional. "Something nice is going to happen to you, Carolyn, something very nice."
Jason watched the girl's face carefully. There was no expression, no change of manner or mean. Her breathing was regular and deep. The pulse point in her throat strong. "Carolyn, you have finally found the man you love, a thoughtful considerate attractive man who has asked you to marry him. You are deep ... deep ... deeply in love with this man. You are so happy that you cannot help but smile." Jason watched closely. The girl's face broke open with a happy smile, her straight even teeth lying like carved ivory upon the soft full red lips. Yes, she would look convincing on film. "And now, Carolyn,
it is your wedding night. Your new husband sits beside the bed. You are very happy. Deep ... deep ... deeply happy. He has asked you to undress for him. He wants to see your beautiful body unclothed for him alone. Will you do this for him, Carolyn?"
The girl in the chair nodded slowly, the happy smile still fresh upon her face as if she couldn't stop smiling if she wanted to because she was so happy. "Then get up, Carolyn. Walk to the bed and start undressing." Jason nodded approvingly to Mario as the girl slowly rose from her chair and walked to the end of the bed. "Now, Mario," Jason said softly in soto voice, "start the film now." "Your new husband thinks you are very beautiful, Carolyn. Why don't you look at him and smile to let him know you love him too?"