Hypnosis Stories

THE AUCTION

THE AUCTION

(This story doesn't really have NSFW or inductions just something to get back into the swing of writing its also really long- enjoy!)

Tom woke up in a cold sweat from a nightmare he had beneath having. He took a few deep breaths as he put a hand on his chest to only feel his rapid heartbeat. He sighed to himself and flopped backward onto the pillow. He looked at the alarm clock on his bedside table to see it flashing at 5:42 am at him. He sighed and got up out of bed, having to get ready for the day.

Ever since Tom had got that new job at that new store in the downtown district, he had been having the same nightmare. He was always strapped to a medical table in his work uniform but then it seems to suddenly disappear and he is pulled from the table and he only ends up seeing a glistening item before his mind wakes him up.

As Tom adjusted his hair in the mirror he smiled to himself to try and make himself believe he wasn't as tired as he was. He buttoned up his shirt, tucked it into his pants and clipped his name tag to the right side of his chest, and made his way to work.

Toms shifts were always 12 hours, and they normally started at 6 in the morning and ended at 6 in the evening. He stood in the freezing cold waiting for the bus to the downtown District, wrapping a thin jacket around himself. Once the bus pulled up he noticed there were no seats at all and even the standing was cramped.

He wouldn't have gotten on if he wasn't already late. He pushed himself through the crowd apologizing till he found an area he could stand. He gripped the pole as the bus lurched forward and he rolled his eyes. He was so screwed when he got to work, he was gonna be over half an hour late.

His thoughts of work were broken when he felt someone touch him, it was only a small feeling on his back and he just shook his head. That was obviously going to happen in such close proximity. Then it happened again but lasted longer.

Tom moved as best he could to stop the person from touching him but there was barely anything he could do. The hand trailed down and rested on his waist and Tom heard a gruff voice whisper in his ear, "don't move or you'll get everyone's attention. And you don't want that do you." Then the hand moved to his ass and started rubbing it.

He felt his cheeks heat up in both anger and embarrassment, he wanted to yell out but if people looked then it would be even more embarrassing and the guy could easily play it off as the closeness. So Tom stood there. Red-faced and embarrassed as someone unknown guy groped his ass.

But there was another issue...he was rock hard.

His cock was straining in his pants and he was inwardly cursing to himself. He hoped and prayed that the guy wouldn't reach round to cop a feel of his crotch and luckily enough he didn't have the time to even if he wanted to as the bus stopped at Tom's stop. Many people got off at the same time he did so he just pushed into the crowd and got off the bus.

Tom's heart was beating like mad and he was so thankful to be off the bus. He took a few deep breaths to calm himself down and once he was completely calm he jogged to work. As he entered the double doors he saw his boss stood with his arms crossed. "Really Tom? Your nearly an hour late! I get you live the furthest away out of all the staff but that isn't an excuse!"