He always stayed at this intimate hotel after a mountain walk. Not only was it comfortable and thankfully anonymous, the lady hotel owner at the reception counter fascinated him. She always wore a soft satin top with a crystalline clasp at the centre. He always found it hard to look away from her breasts when checking in.

One day he arrived exhausted but knowing that he would not be able to sleep. He wanted dearly to sleep this night, but a cocktail of work issues and personal issues seemed to drive Morpheus from his side.

He somehow longed for a female presence to help him drift away. There seemed none available until a chance comment with the silken hotel receptionist.

She commented that he looked tired. And as normal asked if he wanted a newspaper in the morning?

“I’d prefer a sleep induction service” he said outwardly jokingly. But on the inside longing, longing for that feminine power he craved for and needed so very much to induce restfulness and sweet slumber.

“Well I could sing you  a lullaby over the phone. But….well I do have some ability to induce sleep, if of course you feel it’s , well, appropriate?”

his heart beat faster. Could she truly make his fantasies come true? He felt so excited that he wanted to burst. Something held him back. If he let his desires make him babble on, he might spoil the whole thing. What to say? But , as if automatically he said “Yes, please help me.”

“Well, be ready and dressed for bed at 9.30pm and I’ll see what I can do” she said.

It was 9.40pm when he got the knock at the door. He had tried to drift off, but to no avail. He approached the door in his dressing gown.

As he opened it he was very gently almost shoved aside by the lady at reception plus another younger lady. Both wore identical satin tops with ample sleeves and split satin skirts. “Please sit” said the receptionist.

He complied immediately. Now the two women were positioned between him and the rest of the world.

The receptionist had a small bag with her. Suddenly she extracted a small bottle and a silken cloth from it.

“Now, my usual method of sleep induction is hypnosis. But given that you are so tense, I would like to combine this with a little anesthesia. In short, we’ll actually put you to sleep, then as you wake we will hypnotize you and plant suggestions of deep sleep for the remainder of your stay.”

He had somewhat unsettling visions of the dentist and hospitals. “But I just wanted to be relaxed” he said. “Maybe this isn’t…”

As he cautiously expressed his hesitation, already the receptionist was pouring a small amount of the substance in the bottle onto the silk cloth. “Shee, shee, shee, shee my sleeeeeeepy darling,” the spokeswoman in charge coaxed reassuringly.

“Just relax, don’t be afraid-After all” A tantalizing edge entered her voice that became mockingly soothing “You are only going to have a little sleeeeeeep. My darling, isn’t that what you want more than anything?”

Suddenly he was between them and the receptionist placed the cloth over his nose
and mouth. Although he looked frightened and tried to struggle, for some reason he wasn’t making much effort.

“Don’t be afraid, darling” said the receptionist. “Just breathe deeply, breathe deeply, breathe deeeeeeeply. Relax and sleeeeeeep sweetly, breathe deeply , sleeeeeeep sweeeetly.”

He felt reality slipping away as his head lolled onto the receptionist’s satin skirt “Ohhh bless my darling. Are you sleepy? Want us to sing you a little song to help you relax and drift away?”

Dimly he heard laughter intertwined with the words of “Rock-a -bye-baby”.

He has had a strange dream of being chained in the hold of a slave ship on rough seas. But the sun seemed to be always shining inches from his face.

He awoke on his hotel bed with his hands bound to the head of the bed.

The younger and silent woman was sitting on top of him. They had clearly stripped him naked. He felt her satin clad thighs pressing against his legs and felt aroused but very, very tired.

The receptionist was crouching down and leaning over him with her breasts inches from his face. Her crystal clasp glittering against the one spotlight left on by the bed.

“Ahh my sleepy baby has woken up. Well! you wanted your nap, darling. And we have used medication for the first part. But now for the second. Now just relax and focus on my beautiful crystal clasp nestling between my soft, silky smooth, satin-caressing breasts.”

As she spoke, her long-nailed fingers stroked either side of his neck. There was no way for him to conceal from her probing, knowing, and appreciative eyes that he felt both sleepy and aroused in equal measure…

She smiled deliciously. “That’s it. Sooooooo sensual yet soporific. You are relaxed yet ready for more arousal. But to fully enjoy being so very aroused, you must sleeeeeeep. Watch the gentle waves of light like an irresistible sleeping spell cast over you by my clasp. Holding your silky satin, hypnotic surrender in my bosom. See it move up and down, up and down. Tantalising you. And sooooooothing you even more. Begging you to succumb to sensually aroused sleeeeeeep. Relaxing in sweet, sensual sleeeeeeep. All around you here there is only soft, soothing sleeeeeeep. We have captured you. We want to calm you. Rest your sleepier head when my breasts caress your face, angel. Feel the powers of your potent arousal. Feel the light-causing deepening drowsiness taking care of you and sleeeeeeep!!”

Slowly and ever sooooooo sensuously, the sparkling clasp came closer and closer still. His face was touched by heavenly bliss.

He remembered nothing else. At least not until the same receptionist gave him his dressing gown back as she took care of him personally at breakfast time. She smiled coquettishly when he commented on the slight marks on his wrists. With a very satisfied look and flash of her clasp between her silken bosoms, she urged him to return. She let him know they adored a guest who liked his silken rest.