As Jon sat in his lawyers office, with lovely Michelle Yin and his new lawyer, Susie Chan, seated at the table in front of him (why were THEY sitting together?) ,he signed each and every contract they gave him. Power of Attorney, transfer of property, will, they all started to blend into each other as he wrote his name, and placed his initials on endless copies of an infinite number of documents. Occasionally his mind wandered to the peculiar set of circumstances that had him here, transferring all his worldly possessions to a woman he had known for less than a month. A person who, less than 30 days ago, was just to him a set of photos in one of those free internet clubs. He had stumbled across the site accidentally while surfing for porn ( he WAS a guy– remember?) and was intrigued by the club name, dripping with Fem-Dom/Hypno-Erotic meaning to a man who craved for just that kind of alternative to a “vanilla” sexual encounter.

Now John, wasn’t a sexual or a real-life submissive, in fact he owned and  operated a giant manufacturing firm based on the “old economy.” He was the hands on president whose firm made, distributed, and sold low tech tools for the building trades. His father had owned the company before him and upon his dad’s death he inherited his father’s fortune, the business, and the know-how to run the business very successfully. He wanted to be in control of EVERYTHING is his life. But he did like to look at pictures of women hypnotizing men, it was his secret passion, and he had bookmarked as many pictures he could find on web sites showing women in various stages and styles of dress and undress inducing something resembling hypnotic control over willing (or unwilling) subjects.

The Michelle Rules site was a good find for him. Although there was no nudity, he DID find, in the Photos section, a number of photo sets of a beautiful Asian women named Michelle Yin, dressed in various costumes depicting her in positions of power. There was certainly SOMETHING about the photos that attracted him, or more truthfully MANY something’s. There was a section in which Michele portrayed herself an erotic business executive, another showing her in a revealing uniform as a sexy cop, one more with her in the uniform of a military officer, and still another of her  in a seductive black dress looking like some sort of vampire Princess, a la Elvira. He spent his first day at the site just reading the notes posted in the messages section. “Michelle I love you and want to be you sex slave.” “Michelle, I surrender my will to your power.” “Michelle, I am yours totally.  Please Hypnotize me again and again and again.” The same bullshit you read  in every other club All those horney males boasting about supreme, life long  devotion, until they had to pay to join a membership only site. Then they  would disappear. These were a bit more fervent, a bit more submissive, but just the SOS.

The next time he visited the club and decided to check out the pictures he  clicked on the “Business Executive, Your Boss ” Album and saw Yin dressed in a sexy business suit. The full length picture showed the skirt a bit too short for the REAL business world, however. She also was wearing a white, silk blouse under the tailored suit-coat, which matched the short, short skirt. The successive  photos drew the viewer closer and closer to the “picture” of Michelle, until  the viewer could only see her amazingly beautiful face, and a blue sapphire  necklace she held level with her luscious lips. This same facial close up was  the thumbnail on an mpeg in the file and he clicked on that and heard her  wonderful, seductive voice through the speakers in his computer. I really  didn’t matter what she said, in fact her voice was just so damn sexy WHATEVER  she was saying. A few minutes later he shut down his computer.

The next day he again clicked on the club. In fact, an email in his inbox had invited him to view another of the albums, and he thought that was a VERY good idea !

This time he clicked on the ” Policewoman, Follow Her Orders ” Album. Michelle now appeared as a very erotic cop, with handcuffs in one hand, and again the sequence took Jon from a full length photo showing this sensuous woman head to foot, to a medium close up so he could see her full, lush breasts in a lacy black bra peeking out from her open-to-the-third-button police uniform shirt. The final photos of the album took his gaze still closer to her wonderful face, again showing her deep, blue eyes, unusual for an Asian. Oddly she STILL held the sapphire necklace in her hand, suspending  the solitaire blue jewel from the fine gold chain, held between two graceful fingers. Strangely the color of the jewel EXACTLY matched the color of her eyes. Must be some sort of manipulation he thought. He clicked on the mpeg and THIS time he was able to make out the words, the Michelle-pic was saying. “You must always do what the police say.

It keeps you out of trouble. Always obey the police, always obey me. Soon too, this inane dialog faded and he turned off his computer for the day. The fourth day, as he clicked his computer on, the ” You’ve Got Mail !” sound file jumped up and he clicked on his inbox to see yet another invitation to visit the MichelleRules Club and to see another of her sexy albums. This one, the ” Your Superior” album , pictured the amazingly beautiful Michelle in an abbreviated military uniform bearing the rank insignia
of a four star general. As Jon looked at the photo he felt extraordinarily excited by her appearance. She was so beautiful. So sensuous. So POWERFUL.

When he clicked on the mpeg this time he listened intently as the image of this exotic woman repeated over and over “you love to listen to my voice. I am your superior. You KNOW I am your SEXUAL SUPERIOR and you MUST obey me….It feels sooo good when you just allow yourself to listen to my voice and do as I say.” He heard every word of the sound file for ten or fifteen minutes and then, without prompting turned off the computer. The first thing in the morning, as soon as he got into the office he quickly turned on his computer and opened up the MichelleRules Club and clicked on the fourth picture  album, “Your Hypnotic Mistress.” This time sensuous, seductive Michelle was  dressed in a black, diaphanous, gothic dress as if she were a magical, hypnotic, vampire Goddess. Her amazinglydeep, seductive, mesmeric blue eyes seemed to  gaze at him as he clicked from photo to photo, rushing to see the mpeg file  at the end.

Emanating from his computer, he heard her melodic, hypnotic voice entreating him,”  You KNOW my magical power has you seduced and entranced … you are entering a deep … hypnotic …. trance and you LOVE to listen to my voice … and stare into my eyes…. you are helpless when you are near me …. you are powerless to resist any  suggestion your Vampire Princess imparts … you desire me … you love me …
you WANT to be my plaything, my puppet …. you need to be my sex toy…….  obey me …… obey me ….. It feels so wonderful to just relax,  let go and obey. A few minutes later, Marianne, Jon’s secretary startled him  by putting down flight tickets on his desk. “Oh! Sorry, Marianne,  I must have dozed off? What are these?” “Why they are the tickets to L.A.  for the business trip that you scheduled yesterday. I got that hotel down in  Dana Point that you asked for. It was a bit more expensive, but I got the suite overlooking the ocean as you requested.” Jon looked up blankly at Marianne as he accepted the tickets, remembering — sort of — that he had indeed ordered  the tickets for the next day. ” Your appointments are listed in the folder,  as you requested, most are in your suite, to save travel time.” “Thanks,  Marianne. Uh, When do I leave again ?” “Why, first thing in the morning  as you requested. The limo will pick you up at Seven, and I reserved a Cadillac  at the airport for you. Have a good trip, sir.” she replied and returned to  her desk. As usual she was very efficient and had anticipated his every wish.  As he wheeled then big boat of a car into the curved drive of the upscale hotel he was met by a valet who took his ace and a bellman who took command of his luggage.  He was escorted directly to his suite by the concierge who completed the business  details necessary to complete check in. As Jon prepared himself for his first meeting he sipped the Champagne that the hotel had left, chilled in his room,  as was their custom for important guests, like Jon.

Jon had just stepped out of the shower, in preparation for dinner,  when he heard an insistent knock at his door. Assuming it to be the bellman  returning with his laundry, he opened the door, and there, framed in the light of the hall was a woman he recognized instantly. It was Michelle Yin, the woman whose picture was on the club site he had been visiting every day for the last week. In fact, she was dressed in the very same, black gown that she had worn in the vampire album. And snuggled, deep in her
full, lush cleavage, he could see the sapphire she had held in her and, the one that PERFECTLY matched , in color, her deep, compelling blue eyes. He was momentarily taken aback, and Michelle used that opportunity to slip by him into the room and ,with a deft move , she pushed the door closed as she
entered the opulent suite. He turned to face her. “How ? Who ? What?” Jon stuttered as he looked at the beautiful woman standing in front of him. Although he towered over her he somehow felt an intrinsic power radiate from the dark skinned beauty. In person she seemed to be a mixture of all the
beautiful facets of Indian, Thai, Chinese and Viet Namese cultures, with full red lips, almond shaped eyes, and long jet-black hair. Unlike most Asian women, however, her breasts were full and voluptuous. She was startlingly beautiful.

Finally he was able to control his own breathing and as calmly as he could spoke to her.” I’m sure one of my business contacts has sent you to the hotel to, shall we say, SMOOTH our business transactions tomorrow. But let me assure you, this isn’t the way I do business. I have a lovely fiancé at home and have no desire to engage in ANY type of play with you. I find it an amazing coincidence that they have sent a woman whose web club I recently visited, but even THAT coincidence will not cause me to treat them favorably. Now tell me, Michelle, if that is your name, who sent you?” The gorgeous woman
stepped a bit closer and looked up into his eyes, “Why YOU sent me, Jon….” He backed up a step, feeling very vulnerable standing there naked, save the large bath towel wrapped around his waist. As he backed away he realized he was now firmly blocked in place by the door itself. She stood squarely in front of him, just staring up at him……. “What ? I sent for you ? I did no such thing….”

“Ah, but you did my dear. You phoned me. You told me where you would be staying. You begged me to come here. Don’t you remember? That’s why you are here in California. You came to see me….in person…. you were so fascinated by my pictures on the web you HAD to see me.” Jon was confused.
His mind was spinning as he continued to look into Michelle’s beautiful, blue eyes. He wanted to look away, but somehow felt unable to do so. He was immobilized now, stuck between the woman and the closed door. And slowly, gracefully, but unstoppably Michelle reached up and started to trace slow, gentle circles on his temples and spoke to him in that sensuous, honey and velvet voice he loved so much on the computer. “Jon … please listen to me now …. everything will soon start receding for you,
Jon. .. just as it did when you watched me on your computer… just listen to me as everything recedes far … far away …. you can still see me … and hear my voice … but everything else is getting farther and farther away …….” “But….but…..” he stuttered. “Farther and farther, Jon ….  now you will find that it is veryeasy to stare into my eyes as I talk to you ….  stare deeper and deeper into my eyes …. swimming in my eyes ….  drowning in my eyes …. deeper and deeper….” Michelle’s warm forefingers
continued to massage Jon’s temples, running gently yet firmly ,  now on the temples, now down the jaw line, relaxing… Jon’s tight jaw,  now back upwards … light … soothing … feathery …now circling his eyes …  his eyelids … his brow …. slowly …. slowly… “Look deeper Jon … it makes you feel so good … so relaxed … so submissive to just gaze deep … deep … into my hypnotic eyes…. deeper and deeper, Jon ……deeper…and deeper.” A faint smile was on her beautiful lips as Jon edged closer to total surrender. He tried to say something but his lips could barely move, and no sound came from his mouth. “Good, Jon… you are responding JUST as I wish you to …. now you understand that you cannot resist me … you want to do just as Michelle commands… you need to obey Michelle … ” Jon had ceased making any
effort to resist Michelle’s instructions and continued to stare blankly into her mesmerizing blue eyes. His breathing had become shallow, his jaw hung slack, as he continued to look only at her eyes. Michelle stepped even closer and opened her eyes fully, focusing her awesome hypnotic power on the now helpless businessman. His eyes slammed shut and he swayed back and forth in rhythm with the gentle stroking of her fingers. “I want you to surrender now Jon … no more resistance … no more fighting … just sweet … sexual surrender to me Michele your true love… surrender to my hypnotic power,
to my will … you are deep in a hypnotic trance now … deep hypnotic trance …  you must obey me Jon ….you want to please me to satisfy me, to sexually surrender to me! “Yesssss” he struggled to get the word out.

“What my dear ? What are you trying to say?” “sssurrr….” “You may speak now Jon, open your eyes and speak to me….” Jon’s eyes blinked slowly open and he found himself looking at the blue sapphire
necklace as Michelle moved it slowly back and forth across his field of vision. His eyes locked onto the sparkling jewel, “I SURRENDER MY SEX. I MUST SURRENDER ..” he spoke forcefully, eyes never
wavering from the moving sapphire. ” Now you know every time you look into my eyes and I command you to do so you will return to this deep hypnotic sleep of sexual surrender, but also know that when ANY woman holds this necklace, this “blue-like-my-eyes” necklace before you and commands you to
drop down into deep hypnosis, you will serve HER as well. Tell me you will serve , Jon. Tell your Michele you will obey.” “I will serve and obey … serve and obey….” Jon’s will power was gone, this tall, powerful businessman was standing before a woman he dwarfed, yet he was hers . Hers to command. “Yes, I must please My Michele” he responded emotionlessly. Michelle reached up and with her free hand brushed her fingers across the front of the towel and was pleased to find that in spite of his deep hypnotic trance Jon was fully erect. Her erotic power combined with her skill in mental manipulations had turned Jon into a helpless, horney sex slave. Eager to comply with her wishes. First she would take command of his life. She COULD steal his fortune as she had stolen his mind, but then she would lose his business skills as well, and, she thought, it is better to own the fishing boat than to buy fish. “Look at me Jon. Look at me and feel desire welling up within you. Know that whether you are under my spell or released from it that you love me. You worship me. You want me more than any women you have ever known . More than your fiancé. More than life itself. You love me. Tell me Jon… say the words.” First he nodded in agreement and then as she watched his eyes it was if he were processing
information like a computer. He blinked a couple of times, then his eyes softened as he looked at the vision of loveliness before him. ” I … I … love you, Michelle. I love you….”

He fell to his knees in front of the Asia hypnotist and kissed her feet then grabbed onto her as if she were the only thing stopping him from blowing away in a hurricane. “I LOVE YOU … I LOVE YOU! Michelle laughed. ” Yes my pet, I know you do. And you will have me as your bride. But you KNOW that my friend Susie Chan will live with us in our home. And you KNOW she and I are well…..very close friends indeed. You will serve me, but Susie and I will be in total charge of you. It is SHE who will wear the necklace of power and I that will entrance you with my mesmerizing eyes and my velvety voice. Now, with full realization of what was happening Jon started to cry, ” But I LOVE YOU…. I LOVE YOU….”

She firmly held his head between her hands and reached down and drew her lips across his. He shuddered with pleasure. Then Michelle forced him to direct his gaze at her beautiful blue eyes. Once again she began to speak to him in her mesmerizing all-knowing velvety smooth hypnotic voice. Jon knew
he would do whatever she commanded. He knew. And he knew life for him as Micheles hypnotized sex toy would be a fantasy come true!