The Society of Hypnotists

2. It is Useless to Resist

"You will try your very hardest to resist, my beautiful boy," Marcus said. "But you will find my power over you is too great. Watching you slowly fall back into a deep trance and become my obedient toy will give me such pleasure. And you will discover that it will give you pleasure as well, not that you have a choice in the matter. It is useless to resist."

The second 18-year old Ryan's bright green eyes had once more looked into Marcus's dark, stunning brown eyes, he knew his efforts to avoid falling back under the man's control would not be easy. But he had to try. He couldn't let this man he'd just met hypnotize him against his will a second time. Ryan tried to avert his eyes, but only managed to look away from Marcus's gaze with his left eye.

"Look at me with both eyes, if you please, boy," Marcus said, clearly enjoying this.

Ryan's left eye slowly traveled back to join his right in staring into Marcus's eyes.

"That's much better, isn't it?" Marcus said in a soothing voice. "Just stare into my eyes boy. All you have to do is stare and listen, stare and listen. Relax. Breathe in very slowly. Relax deeper and deeper with every word I say. I am placing you in a deep, deep state of trance. You will submit to my will."

Without breaking eye contact, Marcus began lightly brushing the fingers of both his hands over Ryan's bare shoulders.

"Feel your shoulders relaxing Ryan. Deeeeper and deeeeper," he said, drawing out the word in a manner pleasing to listen to.

"Now, your chest is relaxing." Marcus ran his fingers down Ryan's bare chest, pausing to play with his nipples a moment. Ryan tried to resist the growing relaxation by flexing his chest muscles.

"RELAX," Marcus commanded. "You cannot resist. Let go and relax your chest. You will obey."

"I will obey," Ryan found his mouth saying, unaware of any conscious decision to say the words. He felt his chest completely relax. He was falling back under Marcus's spell, he had to resist.

Marcus continued brushing his fingers over various sections of Ryan's speedo clad body, from his arms to his abdominals. Ryan kept tensing his muscles, trying to prevent each body part from becoming loose and limp, but each time the relaxation eventually claimed the body part as its victim.

When Marcus reached Ryan's butt, one of the only body parts even partially covered by the ultra skimpy bathing suit, Marcus reached his hands inside the suit, grabbed Ryan's cheeks, and began to massage them.

"Relax your behind, Ryan. You cannot resist."

Ryan found himself willingly submitting to Marcus's relaxing butt massage. It felt so nice, so relaxing. Marcus used his grip on the butt to pull Ryan in closer. Marcus's eyes seemed to grow in hypnotic power the closer Ryan's face got to his.

"I now own your entire body Ryan, it is no longer yours. You are in my power."

"I am...in your power..." Ryan struggled hard to prevent the next word from coming out, but even though he tried to clamp his lips shut, he heard himself mutter, "...Master."

"Excellent, my gorgeous young slave." Marcus said, clearly pleased at hearing himself called Master. "Now my boy, I am sorry for your sake to inform you that in just moments you will become my mindless object, with no will of your own, your only purpose to obey my every whim. But please, resist if you can. I will be quite disappointed if you don't."

Marcus placed his hands on Ryan's muscular shoulders and looked even more intently into Ryan's face than before.

"Now, I command you to continue to look deeply into my eyes. You will find you are starting to get sleeeepy, very sleeeepy...."