I told her how hypnosis worked what she could expect after that she began answering my questions she told me she wanted to achieve orgasms as it was s...mething she had yet to experience and that she had heard it was possible through hypnosis, I told her if that was what she wanted I would help her. She asked if I could hypnotize her right now, I asked her if she brought anyone with her, she said no, so I asked her if she would feel more comfortable having my receptionist sit in with us, she. This was the first time she hadused this on me. She showed me that it was remote controlled. "Beready slut, I can get you going at any time I see fit." She thenpulled my panties back up. She tied ropes around my upper thighs,knees, and across above and below my breasts, pinning my arms to myside and behind me. "Ok, sexy slut... on your knees." I knelt down, and I she placed our laptop computer in front of me onthe floor of the trunk. So it was right in front of where my facewould be. She had in. Open up."The door creaked open and out peered a man I guessed to be Mansoor. He was shirtless and wearing a dirty pair of boxer shorts. He was a small man, shorter than me, and I am just 5 ft 3. Had a thick beard, and curly gray hair. I'd guess him to be older than Zahid, maybe in his 50s."What happened?" he asked, staring at me."This is Mukta Madam. She was driving back to Delhi when her scooter broke down. I saw her when I was going home, so brought her here." Hmpfff... OK... bring it in.". Her eyes glaring at the red, hemp rope lying at her feet. I stood behind her and put her long, shimmering, chestnut hair in a ponytail. My hands ran down her slender shoulders, down her arms and came to rest on her hips. I rested my head on her shoulder and watched as her chest heaved. She was breathing slow and deep. Her large breasts swelled outwards and shifted to the side, with each lustful inhale. I tower over her. My six foot, lean, muscular frame makes her look tiny. The top of her head.