Do You Mind

by Jennifer White

  

Chad's job made him travel on a regular basis. Almost every other week he found himself on the road, although the vast majority of the time, it was a trip to Chicago, where his major client was located. He stayed in the same hotel so often that the staff all knew him by name, as did the waiters at his favorite restaurant.

His wife Carolyn missed him dearly when he was gone, but it was part of his job. She accepted it, although she hated being alone for all those lonely nights. She dreamed of being with her husband, as she slept alone in their bed.

However, Chad had other ideas. Lonely for female company after spending all day doing business with men, he had started hanging around a "gentleman's club" a few nights a week. And there he met a dancer named Rosa. He bought her drinks, they talked all night long, and soon they were exchanging phone numbers.

When Rosa had to work, Chad would visit the club to watch her dance. And for the three nights she was off, he would take her out to dinner at the nicest places in town. It was all on his expense account, so money was no limit. He wined and dined her, and before long, they had a full-blown relationship going. One magical night, she came back to his hotel room with him, and he lived out his fantasy of making love with a girl from a strip club. Her career was built upon knowing how to turn men on. She didn't have all the stuffy inhibitions that Carolyn did. She was wild and free. And even as he came inside her for the first time, he was hooked.

Chad hadn't set out to have an affair, but now he was in the midst of one. Almost every night Rosa would come back to his room with him, or he'd go over to her apartment. Soon, he stopped getting the hotel room. When he was in Chicago, he stayed at her place. He submitted a phony bill to the company, and pocketed the money for his stay. Now he had even more money to blow on her, buying her fancy jewelry, or taking her shopping on the "Magnificent Mile".

* * *

As Chad rode on the airplane into Chicago's O'Hare airport, he smiled. Soon, he'd be with his Rosa. Unlike Carolym she didn't whine. She didn't nag him. She just loved him, as he loved her. He couldn't wait to see her, so he could give her the new necklace had had just bought with the money from his last bonus check. As usual, he took off is wedding ring, and placed it into a little bag inside his briefcase. There was no need for Rosa to know about Carolyn, just as he hoped Carolyn would never know about Rosa!

He worked hard all day, but he couldn't get Rosa off his mind. He couldn't wait to hold her, to feel her close to him, and then to make love to her once again. It had been weeks, and he ached for her! It was her night off too, so he wouldn't have to be tortured, watching her dance in front of all those men. She would be all his.

He raced to her apartment after he was done for the day. She was there waiting for him, wearing only the skimpy pink teddy he had bought for her on his last trip. When Chad came home to Carolyn, she wanted to talk. But not Rosa; she wanted to f*ck. Chad smiled. She was the perfect woman! He gave her the necklace, and she gave him *that* smile. The one he knew mean she loved him.

Soon, they were in the bedroom, as usual. But this time, Rosa had a request.

"Before we make love" she said, as she pulled off her Teddy, "I wanted to ask if you'd let me do something different."

"What's that?" asked Chad, as he removed his tie and his button-down dress shirt.

"I want to hypnotize you" she said as she smiled, then giggled.

Chad wasn't too sure about it.

"I don't know" he said. "I've never done anything like that. I mean, why?"

"I promise you, it will be mind-blowing" said Rosa. "It will only take a few minutes, it won't hurt, and when I'm done, you won't be sorry. It will make things at least twice as good in bed, for both of us. Haven't you heard of erotic hypnotism? Its awesome!"

"Wow" said Chad, not even able to imagine what it would feel like if it was *better* than normal!

"Lets try it, just this once" said Rosa. "If you don't like it, or it doesn't do anything for you, then we'll never do it again."

Chad looked at her sweet face. He could tell she wanted to try this *so* much. He didn't believe you could really be hypnotized, and she seemed so gung-ho on it. What harm could there be? If she wanted to do it, he could give it a try.

"Okay" said Chad. "Do me."

Rosa smiled, clapped her hands together, then ran up to Chad to give him a big hug. He could feel her erect nipples pressing into him, and he was instantly hard.

"Lay down on your back baby" said Rosa.

Chad laid down on the bed. Rosa straddled him, facing him, her wonderful pussy just inches away from his face. He looked up through the gap in her huge boobs at her pretty face, and her hair that was hanging down towards him. She took off the necklace he had just given her, and she started to swing the pendant back and forth in front of him.

"Clear your mind" she said. "Take a deep breath. Concentrate on your breathing. Feel the air rushing in, then out. In then out. Listen to my voice, and take a deep breath. Relax and let your mind drift off as you concentrate."

She kept on for some time, and Chad was wondering when she'd just give up. What he didn't realize was that she had just taken him out of his trance! To him, it seemed like she kept talking, swinging the necklace in front of him, telling him to concentrate on his breathing. But a full hour had passed since he had laid on his back, and he wasn't even aware of it.

Rosa him under for all that time, and she had planted only two things in his mind. The first was a trigger, so that she could put him under more easily the next time that she wanted to. And the other was something that would make him remember what they were about to do as being the best ever.

Rosa snapped her fingers.

"I'm sorry baby, but it didn't work. I never went under" said Chad.

"Are you so sure?" she replied. "Look what time it is."

Chad looked at the clock. It was about an hour later than he remembered.

"You set the clock ahead."

"I didn't. You were under baby. Now you're ready for the best f*ck of your life."

Rosa inched forward, so that her pussy was right in Chad's face. She had him use his tongue on her, and he made her come a couple of times before she slid back down, to let his erect penis up into her receptive pussy. She had him put his hands on her boobs as she moved up and down on his pole. She used her grace as a dancer and her sense of rhythm to drive him mad. She brought him close to his climx, then backed off. She took her time, and made him want it so much before she finally went hard and quick to make him come big.

She had never been on top before. Not only was it something new and wild for him (Carolyn only did the missionary position), but with her keeping him held back, it *was* something awesome for him. Hypnosis or not, he would always remember it as being one of the best times in his life! But with her suggestions in his mind, it stood out now as *the* best f*ck he ever had.

"Wow" said Chad. "You were right. That was awesome!"

"I'm so glad you liked it baby. I'm hungry now. Lets go to dinner, then we can come back here and you can f*ck me again!"

* * *

On Tuesday, Rosa worked at the club. Chad came by and watched her dance for hours, until she got off at 12:30 am. He went home with her, eager to get it on. As they laid down in the bed, Rosa used her the new trigger phrase to put Chad into his trance. This wouldn't take long. There were only a few things she would need to implant in him today.

"You are in a trance now" said Rosa. "You will listen to my words, and you will obey."

"I will obey" mumbled Chad, sounding as if he was drugged or very drunk.

"You love me" she said. "You love *only* me."

"I only love you" mumbled Chad.

"You love me so much that you worship me with all your heart. You *want* to be completely mine."

"I want to be completely yours" he mumbled.

"You only feel whole when we are making love. You only feel like a man when you're inside me."

"I only feel like a man when I'm inside you" mumbled Chad.

"When you make love to me, you are so happy because you are pleasing the woman you worship and love. You can only feel happiness when you're inside me. You can only feel whole when we make love. And you can only feel like a man when you're in my pussy. You live to be inside of me."

Chad mumbled his response, and Rosa snapped her fingers to bring him out of his trance. It had only been a few minutes. She acted as if it had never happened. Chad didn't remember. He thought he was still having foreplay with her. He felt so turned on! Soon, he was on top of her, putting his hard penis up into her pussy. He felt so good as he rocked back and forth. He felt like such a big man! He felt so wonderful as she moaned below him. He knew he was pleasing her, and it felt so good!

When they were done and he held Rosa close, Chad felt chills all over. It was so wonderful to hold this woman who he loved more than anything in the world! But when he had been making love to her, ah, that was the best feeling he could imagine. When he had been doing her, he felt like the king of the world. Now everything seemed gray and dull in comparison. He didn't feel powerful anymore. It wasn't quite the same. Oh how he wanted to wake her and do her again! But he loved her too much to disturb her. He needed to think of *her* feelings. She was so perfect, and who was he? He felt like he was nothing.

* * *

Wednesday was hard for Chad. Life seemed so dull without his perfect Rosa! When he was finally able to be with her, it felt *so* good.

"I don't know how I'm going to be able to go home" he said. "I love you so much! You're everything to me".

"Aw, you're so sweet" said Rosa.

She kissed him on the lips, then quickly used the trigger to put him into a trance. For the first few minutes, she reinforced the suggestions from the previous two days. It was essential that those became firmly entrenched in his mind. Once that was taken care of, it was time for her to add something new too. It would be a difficult thing for him to accept, so she would only add the one single thing.

"You know now that you only feel like you're a man when you're f*cking me. When you're not inside me, you don't feel like a man at all. In fact, you realize that you feel more like a *woman* on the inside. When you're f*cking me, you're a man. When you not, you are a *woman* You feel as if you're a chick if you're not inside my vagina."

Rosa paused, to let her words sink in.

"You are not a man at all. You are a woman. You feel trapped inside a man's body. You wish that you had been born as a girl, so you would have grown up to become just like me, the woman you worship. You are not a man. You are a woman on the inside. And only when you f*ck me do you feel any maleness at all. You are a woman. A woman trapped inside a man's body, desperate to let her feminine side show. You are a woman. You are a woman. You are a woman."

It would be something completely mind-shattering. To the depths of his soul, he would try to reject this suggestion. It would need more time and more reinforcement before it could possibly begin to surface. Rosa added a few final words.

"You are a woman on the inside. You are not a man. You are a woman."

After that, she brought Chad out of his trance, and she almost attacked him, so eager to make love. As he put his hard penis up into her pussy, he again felt like the king of the world again, like he was a big man. But the moment he pulled out, all of the doubts about himself that he had been feeling suddenly resurfaced. He felt so emotional!

"Hold me" he said, desperately wanting to feel himself close to her.

"I've got you, my baby" said Rosa, as she held him close, her boobs pressing into him. "I've got you."

* * *

Thursday was very hard on Chad. Not only was it such a gloomy feeling all day long working in the office, but he had to go to watch Rosa dance before they could go home together. As he watched the women gyrating as men paid them money, he felt something different about it than he ever had before. Previously, he'd watch them and feel lust and desire. But now, he felt sorry for them in a way, that they were having to use their bodies in order to earn money. It didn't quite seem right or fair that a woman should have to do that. He felt a new empathy for them which had never existed before.

Chad felt disgusted at the men who were drooling over them. How terrible was that! These men weren't looking at them as individuals. They didn't care about each girl's intellect, personality, or that she was an emotional being. They only cared about their boobs, their pussy and their a$$. He felt total disgust looking at those men. He felt so sorry for the girls, particularly Rosa. Chad felt wracked with guilt. He felt such shame that he had treated Rosa just like those men were treating the other dancers. How could he have done that to a woman? It felt so wrong. He had been so wrong.

He realized that Rosa needed to have a better life, something where she wouldn't have to do this for a living anymore. How awful it would feel to be up there on stage every day! He could really understand what those poor girls were feeling!

"We deserve better than this" he thought, not noticing the implication.

When at last it was time to go home with Rosa, he wanted to talk to her, to express all of these feelings he had inside to her. She smiled. She didn't know if he realized it yet, but he was empathizing with the girls at the club, because he could identify with them. Her instructions were working. He was starting to think of himself as a woman!

As he continued to talk, she listened empathetically. Chad didn't even realize it as she suddenly used his trigger mechanism, and she put him into his trance. As usual, she reinforced all that he had been instructed before, especially the one to make him believe he was a woman on the inside. And then it was time for new suggestions.

"You know you are a woman on the inside" she said. "And you know you worship me. You realize that you want to *be* me, in every way. Not only do you feel like a woman on the inside, but you want to start looking like one on the outside too, so you can be like me."

She let the words echo in his mind before she continued.

"You can't hide from your feminine feelings anymore. The more you try to hold them down, the more they overwhelm you. When you see a pretty woman, you wish you were like her. When you see a pair of boobs, you wish you had a pair just like them on your chest. When you see a pussy, you wish you had one between your legs too. You're disgusted that you have a penis, and you wish it would just fall off! You wish you had a pussy, so you could be just like me."

Chad's face looked uncomfortable, even in the trace. These instructions would tear apart his mind, going against everything he had ever thought. She would have to go over them again and again, keeping him in a trace for hours, until they were in place firmly enough that he couldn't reject them.

"When you see a woman dressed up in pretty things, you feel an urge to wear them yourself. You long to go around in panties and a bra. You wish you could wear a skirt to work with your suit! When you pass a store window with women's clothes on display, you wish you could buy them for yourself and wear them. You *need* to feel a bra wrapping around your chest. You *need* to wear panties. You just don't feel right in men's clothes. You're not a man, and you can't stand having to wear them."

Rosa took a deep breath. Just one more thing to add now.

"You would do anything to dress as a woman. Once you put on women's clothes, you feel so wonderful! When you can express your feminine side, you feel so happy! The further you go, the better you feel. Being a man is dull, gray and dreary. Being a woman is colorful, bright and fun! The more you dress like *me*, the more you feel like me. The more you feel like me, the happier you are."

Rosa took Chad out of his trance, and he kept on talking, not even realizing that he had been out.

"You poor dear" said Rosa. "Let me hold you."

She held him close as he actually cried. She told him that everything would be all right. He fell asleep in her arms. They didn't even make love that night, for the first time since they had become intimate.

In the morning, Rosa made sure she got up before Chad did. She went to the gym to work out, and left him a note telling him that she loved him. She left a pair of panties and a bra right on the dresser, where he'd be sure to see them. When she returned from her workout, Chad was off to work. Rosa smiled when she saw that the panties and the bra were gone. He was no doubt wearing them, and they were making him feel good.

* * *

It was Friday. Chad had booked the 7:15 return flight. He scheduled his meeting to end at noon, so he'd have a few hours with Rosa before he took the taxi out to O'Hare airport. He arrived at her place, just as she was setting the table for lunch.

"Tell me all about your day" he said, as they started on the salad she had prepared.

Rosa talked to him while they ate. Then they did the dishes together, before moving to the couch in the livingroom. Rose looked at Chad and smiled. Under his shirt, she could see the outline of a bra. He was wearing it! Everything was working, even better than planned. She had thought it might take several of his week-long trips for her to be able to reshape his mind. Either she had hit on something that was already there, or (more likely), he had a weak mind, making him easy to manipulate.

As he talked, she used the trigger phrase, and instantly he was back in his trance. She reinforced his previous training as usual, then went to work on a few last details.

"You want to be with me *so* much" she said. "You want to, because it make you feel like you're a girl, to be close to someone as feminine as me. You *need* to feel feminine. Nothing else matters to you. You wish that you had been born female. You can't stop your feminine feelings and desires now. You think of them day and night, as they dominate your mind. All you can think of is how much you want to be a *real* woman."

She paused to let it sink in.

"You *need* to dress like the woman you know you are. You would feel naked without a bra on! You could never imagine *not* wearing panties; putting on boxers would be sickening to you. Oh how you long to wear makeup! You drool as you see every woman in mascara or lipstick. You want to wear it *so* much, you can't stand it! Day and night, you are obsessed with your need to become a woman. Nothing else matters to you, except for your need to be with me, and to serve me. You want to be my slave, because when you are, you feel happy."

"You want long fingernails like mine, painted a pretty pink. You want to shave your legs as I do, so they are smooth and nice. You want to wear pantyhose around them, and wear a skirt to show them off. You wish you had on heels like I do, so you could feel more like me. You wish you *were* me. You wish you were a woman. You wish you were my slave. Only then can you ever be happy."

"You will submit to me, and tell me you want to be called 'Allison', so that I know you have become a girl. You want to be my slave girl, Allison. You are Allison now. You are a woman. You are my willing slave. You are mine."

She snapped her fingers, bringing him out of it. He didn't realize what she had done. He was too busy trying to savor the few moments he had left with her before he had to leave.

"Time just flies when we're together" she said. "It's time for you to go."

"Oh wow, I didn't realize it was so late. Good-bye Rosa. I love you. I'll be back in a few weeks. I promise."

"I can't wait to see you then" she said, giving him a kiss as he left.

Once Chad was in his cab, Rosa picked up the phone, and made a call.

"Its done" she said.

* * *

For the next two weeks, Rosa didn't see Chad. She worked her job, did her housework, her shopping, and all of her regular routine. Almost daily Chad would email her, write long love letters, send flowers, or even leave a voice mail message. He told her how much he loved her, and how much he needed to be near her.

She noted how his language was starting to change. Instead of sounding like a lover, he wrote more like a *girlfriend* would. The cards he picked were getting cuter too. Instead of roses, he sent daisies. Rosa knew that the changes she hoped for were taking place within him. She couldn't wait to see him the next time!

It was in fact a two week wait before Chad returned to her. One day, he just showed up at her door. But it didn't look like him. He had long hair, but it was obviously a wig. He wore makeup, although it was poorly applied (and overly heavy as well). He wore a black dress, but it didn't suit his looks at all. He had much to learn!

"Hello Rosa" he said, falling to his knees. "I want you to know something. I realize now that I want to be just like you. I want to be a woman, like you. Please, allow me to be your slave, so I can serve you. Please, help me feel like I am your woman!"

Rosa smiled. She let him in, and acted as if everything was just fine.

"You look pretty, Chad" she said.

"Please Rosa, I prefer Allison."

"Allison then" she said.

Chad's eyes closed, as if hearing her call him 'Allison' was enough to send him into a state of bliss.

She quickly put him into his trance, and reinforced his training a little further, just in case. He seemed to have responded perfectly, but it couldn't hurt to make sure. While he was out, she also made a quick phone call.

"He's here" she said tersely, before hanging up.

For the next four days, Rosa spent a lot of time with Chad, teaching him how to put on makeup the *right* way. She taught him how to stand in heels, how to sit, crossing his legs properly, and even how to pick out a flattering outfit. They shopped together, buying him many new outfits, a better wig, proper breast forms, and more.

At the end of the fourth day, between her training and the occasional hypnosis session, she had molded him into a passable woman. She taught him to clean her house, do her laundry, and wash her windows. He happily did her housework, and gave her long foot massages. He rubbed her back, painted her toenails for her, and helped her get dressed for work.

* * *

The next morning, Chad was cooking their breakfast. He served Rosa, wiping up her crumbs, refilling her cup, then clearing off her place setting, before he sat down to eat the leftovers. He did the dishes, made the shopping list, wiped down the counters, and mopped the kitchen floor. As he prepared to get the vacuum out, the doorbell rang.

"Allison, would you show my guest in?" said Rosa.

"Yes, Ma'am" replied Chad. She had trained him to use a title of respect for her, now that he was her slave. She had instructed him that it was rude for a slave to call her owner by name. She certainly didn't want to be called 'mistress'. Not knowing that Chad was actually married. A small detail he had left out when he first started their relationship. It was a mistake he was going to really pay for. He had led her on, but when she discovered the truth about him, it really set her off! He had brought this all on himself. And now the best part was about to begin.

Chad went to the door and opened it, unaware of the danger. His eyes got wide when he saw who was there. It was his wife, Carolyn!

"What's the matter 'Allison'?" she said with a sneer. "Surprised to see me? Aren't you going to show me in?"

"Madam is right this way..." said Chad, leading her in, taking her coat, and hanging it in the hall closet. He felt so strange! He wanted to flee, but he *had* to serve Rosa. He was all hers, and she came first.

"Allison, go make some tea for our guest and myself" said Rosa.

"Certainly, Ma'am" replied Chad, who was scared out of his wits. His wife was there, seeing him as Rosa's helpless feminized slave! Yet he could not disobey her; he *had* to do as she commanded. He hurried to the kitchen, his heels clicking on the floor, to make her tea.

"Thank you *Allison*" said Carolyn, as he poured her tea. He stood at attention, ready to act as soon as Rosa ordered it. Until then, he would remain silent, as she had trained him. A slave did not speak until spoken to. He wanted to say something to Carolyn, but that would be out of place. He could not do something that Rosa wouldn't want.

"As you can see" said Rosa, "I have turned your husband into my plaything. A slave. A woman. And all mine. *She* would do anything I tell her to do."

"Impressive" said Carolyn.

"Allison, are you a man or a woman?" asked Rosa.

"I am really a woman" he replied, "But I am trapped in a male body. I am ready to have surgery, take hormones, or anything else I can so that I can become like you, Ma'am."

"So you *want* to have your dick cut off?" asked Carolyn.

"Yes, Ma'am" said Chad. "I also want to have breasts, so I can be a *real* woman."

"Well I'm quite impressed you could do this to Chad" said Carolyn.

"He was quite weak minded" replied Rosa. "I wanted to say again how sorry I was that I had an affair with him. I didn't realize that he was married! He took off his ring, and he led me to believe he was single. I would never have gone out with him if I knew he was taken."

"I don't blame you Rosa" said Carolyn, as she took a sip of her tea. "It was all his fault. Or should I say 'her' now?"

They giggled, and continued to talk about him, as if he wasn't even there. It didn't matter what they said; he couldn't do anything he wasn't ordered to do now.

Rosa went with Carolyn into the bedroom for a few minutes, and she explained how she could use the trigger to place Chad into his trance. She explained how Carolyn could plant her own suggestions. Then they went out to where he was still standing, waiting for orders.

Carolyn used the trigger phrase, and Chad's face went blank as he entered the trance.

"Rosa has given you to *me* now" she said, trying to sound strong. "She no longer owns you. *I* do now. You belong to me completely, as you used to belong to her. *I* am the center of your universe now. You live for only *me*. Tell me you are mine."

"I am yours now" mumbled Chad.

"That's right. You belong to me, in every way. You will come home with me, and serve me as my slave. You will do my work, and treat me as the goddess that I am. You worship *me* now, and forever. And you will call me 'goddess' from now on as well."

"Yes, my goddess" mumbled Chad.

"When we get home, you will make a call to have your penis removed. You don't deserve a vagina yet, but you're going to go get snipped so your dick can't get you into any more trouble. And your balls will be discarded too, so they can't get you into any more trouble."

"Yes, my goddess" mumbled Chad. "Thank you so much."

Rosa smiled as she listened. Carolyn made a wonderful goddess. She would use her rage against Chad to fully turn him into a woman. She would eventually even make him start dating men, just so he could get fucked. She might even sell his services, so she could earn a living off him.

Of course, Carolyn was far to meek to have taken on such a dominant role. She had a little help. Ever since Rosa came to her to let her know about her husband's affair, she had been hypnotizing her too, bringing out a new dominant side to her. Now she would be a strong tyrant, exactly the thing that was needed to get revenge on Chad. He was going to spend the rest of his life as Carolyn's slave now.

Rosa knew all about slaves, ever since she had learned hypnosis in order to get revenge on the owner of the club she danced at. She had turned *that* man into a weak woman, and now he even danced at the club himself! Rosa collected a fair share of the profits, and soon the club would become all hers. Nobody there would mess with her. Not after they saw what she had done to the owner!

It was too bad that Chad had turned out to be a cheating rat. She had rather liked him. Instead of being her husband, and living with her in luxury when the owned the club, she had been forced to turn him into a helpless feminized slave. She would have to find another man elsewhere. She sighed as Chad left, walking a step behind Carolyn like a dog on a leash. She would have to try again.

  

  

  

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