Right before the lunch period got over, she asked me if I would walk her home again that afternoon, after school let out. I didn't see anything wrong ...ith that, so I told her I would.An hour after I told Karen that I'd walk home with her, Denise came up to me asking me why I was walking Karen home, when it was supposed to be her day with me? I looked at her with a puzzled expression on my face."You are going out with me tonight, right?" That's right. I'll be at your house at six thirty." But,. And you’re going to help me.” “And what will my role be? Will I have to hold her down or just hold the husband back?” “Nothing of the sort, your job will be to let me in the north door after I park at Denny’s.” Only the main lobby doors can be opened from the outside after sundown. Tom would open the door from the inside to let me in. Company policy did not allow employees on the property outside of normal working hours. That is why I needed to hide my pick-up at Denny’s and sneak in the. He felt the goose bumps all over his body when it finallydawned on him that he might end up begging to be her slave instead ofhaving to be blackmailed and forced into it. He knew it was only amatter of time before his desire and arousal overcame his rational mind."No damn it," Tom thought. "This is not me. I am not a slave, or asissy, or transvestite or whatever the hell else she is trying tomanipulate me into being. And I sure as hell do not want to suck a cock,even if it is just an imitation. .Just a quick fiction idea I had, very short but had to write it as theidea wouldn't go away, hope you enjoy it..... (Oh and I know hypnoticregression doesn't ACTUALLY work like this but....who cares)My name is Alex and It was on my stag night in Blackpool when it happened.The club we were in, had a hypnotist act on stage. He had done the obviouschicken hypnosis gag and finally he asked for one more volunteer. Mybestman-to-be leant across and lifted my elbow so my hand went into theair.Seconds.