‘Uh…what do you want?’ ‘I’m from HypnoCo and we’re doing some door-to-door hypnosis in your area,’ she said brightly. ‘My name is Lisa...and I’m your registered hypnotician for this area! What’s your name?’ She held up a business card with a complicated looking logo on it Paul’s eyes automatically looked down at it. ‘Paul. Um, what? Did you say door-to-door hypnosis?’ Paul wondered if he was still asleep and having a particularly odd dream. He looked at the logo, some sort of complicated Celtic. My ass was leaking a lot by now and my body was writhing in pleasure as I was being fucked intensely. I was moaning so much he stuck two fingers into my mouth and I sucked on them. My face must have been an expression of carnal pleasure as his was gritty and intense with only sex on his mind. "You like this dick, bitch? Huh?" He asked as his hand left my mouth and grabbed me by the throat. He slapped me and asked me again."Yes daddy. Oh god!" I moaned as his rough moves found new places inside. 'Stroking as you type'? Fuck, I wish you were here in bed with me right now. I'd love a long, leisurely screw with you right now.As I remember of some of the things you wrote it gets me so hot and the thought of you stroking, well, it does something to me...I'd love for you to be spooning with me now, kissing my neck, your body a perfect fit into mine. Your hands running up and down my side. Only half awake, able to give ourselves over completely to pleasure.You know how I love having my neck. Her adrenaline began to wane a bit before she looked at the bed, then back at him, ‘Why did you let her get so far with me? You know the things she wanted me to do.’ Now he was on firmer footing and it showed in his stance. ‘As it was I didn’t know if she’d sense the trap. I couldn’t follow right away or she likely would have detected me. I had to wait to get closer until she was distracted. She glanced back down at the bed, her mind working as her training demanded. She should have seen it of.