\u201eSir\u201c
\nHe heard the female voice but he had the feeling of slowly coming back from a long distance.
\n\u201eSir\u201c
\nAgain the voice only now it had more substance
\n\u201eSir. Are you OK?\u201c
\nHis head cleared and he glanced up to his left to see a stewardess leaning over him with some concern in her eyes.
\n\u201eAh…\u201c he began,\u201c I ..uh.. think so.\u201c He cleared his head and smiled at her. She, however, was looking at his lap. He followed her eyes down to see his fly and trousers were undone.
\nEmbarressed he quickly zipped himself up.
\n\u201eAll the others passengers have left, Sir. You are the last so when you are ready…\u201c He could hear the undertone of \u201eGet moving lardarse we haven’t got all day!\u201c
\nHe rose, took his briefcase from the seat next to him \u2026 and thought \u201edidn’t I put that in the overhead locker?\u201c He couldn’t remember but accepted that maybe the stewardess has taken it from the locker and placed in on the seat so as to make his egress speedier.
\nHe walked down the aisle of the small first class section and out into the walkway leading to the terminal.
\nIn the terminal he headed for passport control and as he had no luggage intended to get a taxi to the offices of Clandrive in the City. However before he got there he was overcome with a need to get a coffee and headed for a small coffee shop. As he drank his coffee he reflected on his situation in the plane as the stewardess woke him, he thought woke since he assumed he must have slept. How the hell did his fly end up open? God but that had been embarrassing!
\nHad he slept? He realised he had no recollection of anything which has happened on the plane from the time of his entering through the cabin door.
\nHe sat there for quite a while pondering this, ordering a second coffee as his thirst was apparently not yet met.
\nAfter sitting for almost 30 minutes he heard a soft, sweet female voice in his head
\n\u201eNow you may remember but only in the sequence I told you you may.\u201c
\nIt was as if film suddenly started running in his head and he stepped into it as one of the actors
\nHe was once again being greeted aboard by the stewardess.
\n\u201eWelcome aboard, Sir\u201c she said brightly giving him an amazingly fresh smile for six-fifteen in the morning.
\n\u201eMany people in First Class ?\u201c he asked , hoping fervently that it was empty.
\n\u201eJust the one other, Sir\u201c she replied bathing him again in her smile.
\n\u201eThanks\u201c he replied, very glad he would be more or less alone.
\nHe made his way down the short aisle and placing his briefcase in the overhead locker sat down and luxuriated in the soft leather seat.
\n\u201eA paper, Sir?\u201c
\nThe stewardess was standing beside him.
\n\u201eNo\u201c he repied, \u201eIn fact I won’t be wanting anything on the flight at all.\u201c He was determined to get some peace and quiet to think through the day ahead.
\n\u201eNo drinks or breakfast?\u201c she asked
\n\u201eNo thanks, nothing at all\u201c
\n\u201eOk, Sir\u201c she replied happy that her workload in First would be cut by at least 50% ,\u201cplease ring if you need anything\u201c.
\nHe sat back. It was going to \u00a0be a very good day.
\nHis meeting in Paris had given him all the information he needed to ensure the cooperation of Clandrive in a deal which would make them and more importantly, him, millions even tens of millions. Now he only need to get back to London and go to see them immediately.
\nHe hardly noticed the plane take off so engrossed was he in his thoughts of what he would do with his riches.
\nHe first became aware of her discreet but wonderful perfume. Then he heard her sweet voice beside him.
\n\u201eIs this seat taken?\u201c
\nHe couldn’t help smiling, even chuckling, at the irony in her voice.
\n\u201eI don’t believe so\u201c, he replied, turning to look up into the two most beautiful emerald eyes he had ever seen.
\n\u201eMay I sit?\u201c. Her soft voice seemed to bath him in a feeling of calm.
\nHe had intended to politely say he was very busy but under the influence of her emerald eyes and sweet voice he felt his resolve melt and heard himself say
\n\u201ePlease..\u201c
\nShe sat down with infinite grace and he became quickly aware of a pair of very lovely legs and breasts. He did not consider himself in any way sexist but damn! she was a beautiful woman.
\n\u201eMy name is Krystal\u201c
\nHer voice seemed to flow over him like honey.
\n\u201eI’m George\u201c
\n\u201eNice to meet you, George\u201c
\nHe shook her soft, extremely well-manicued hand. She seemed to let her hand linger in his for a second longer than necessary.
\n\u201eIt looks like we both have urgent business in London\u201c she continued.
\n\u201eSort of \u201ehe replied\u201c It is my son’s sports’ day at his school and having missed it last years I could lose body parts if I don’t turn up this year\u201c
\nIt sounded more than lame but off the top of his head it was the best he could come up with.
\nHer laugh tinkled very attractively as she seemd to accept his story
\n\u201eChildren can be very demanding, can’t they\u201c
\nHe was on the point of making some half-witted compliment about her surely being too young to have children but just stopped himself in time. Instead he simply agreed
\n\u201eThey certainly can\u201c
\nWhile talking she was admiring a large, facetted ring which she wore on the second finger of her right hand. His eyes were also drawn to her ring as the light caught it and was reflected, sparkling.
\n\u201eThat is a beautiful ring\u201c he said, more out of politeness.
\n\u201eYes isn’t it\u201c she replied obviously pleased with his interest,\u201cIt was a present from a close friend in Paris. He is very attentive\u201c.
\nAbout now he was glad he had swallowed the children compliment before.
\n\u201eHe must certainly think a great deal of you,\u201c he continued piling the platitudes on top of each other.
\n\u201eYes\u201c, she cooed and held the ring up to him\u201clook how the light catches and reflects\u201c
\nhe looked into the ring
\n\u201eCatches and reflects\u201c she continued to coo \u201ecatches and reflects..\u201c Yes catches and reflects he thought to himself; I do get it. But he also continued to look into the ring ,in fact he found more than \u00a0a little difficulty taking his eyes away.
\nShe lowered the ring but continued to turn her had so the light continued to play in his eyes.
\n\u201eThe only thing I don’t like about pre-dawn flights though is that one feels so tired having to get up so early. I just feel so very tired and sleepy before the day has even got going. Don’t you feel that sleepiness, George?\u201c
\n\u201eUm yes I do a bit\u201c, he asnswered still gazing at the ring.
\n\u201eYes\u201c, cooed her voice\u201c One just feel so tried and sleepy that one wishes one could just jump back into bed to sleep\u201c. Her voice had seemed to slow down and was now almost chanting at him with a slow, very restful rhythm.
\n\u201eYes you feel so tired and sleepy. So very tired and sleepy that you want nothing more than to simply sleep.\u201c He was unaware that instead of talking of \u201eone\u201c she was now talking directly to him.
\nHis eyes trapped by her sparkling ring he was completely unable to resist her sweet honied voice as she poured peace and sleep into his mind. Very soon he felt as if he was floating. He could hear her voice still cooing at him but he was unable to make out what she was saying but he felt lighter and lighter as she spoke.
\nSuddenly she said \u201eSleep\u201c in a commanding voice and snapped her fingers.
\nImmediately his head fell to his chest and his whole body felt completely immobile.
\nFor a short while she seeme to wake him and snap him back into sleep and then wake him again.
\nHe was awake only in the very limited sense which she allowed him. His eyes were open and he heard her voice as if she was inside his head but he was totally immobile as if his body was in a coma.
\n\u201eNow George\u201c, cooed her soft voice\u201c we are going to have a chat and you will tell me everything I want to know\u201c
\nHe sat immobile completely under her hypnotic control.
\n\u201eWhat happened at your meeting yesterday?\u201c
\nIn his head all sorts of alarm bells began to ring and George was sure that he had no intention of telling her anything.
\nShe watched him and then said
\n\u201eI see you don’t want to tell me but believe me you will tell me everything and very soon. Why don’t we make you more comfortable.\u201c
\nHer hands went to his trousers and he watched unresistingly as she unzipped \u00a0them.
\n\u201eNow\u201c she said \u201cwe are going to have a little talk and as long as you are being a good boy and telling Krystal all she wants to know then she will give you a great deal of pleasure in fact the feel of her hand on your genitals will be beyond any pleasure you have ever felt in your life.\u201c
\nShe slid her hand into his trousers and softly fondled his penis. Waves of pleasure rolled over him and his eyes shut and his head rolled back.
\n\u201eYou see\u201c she cooed her hand manipulating him\u201c how good you can feel if you obey Krystal and tell her wants she wants to know. Now let’s start again. What happened yesterday?\u201c
\nHer hand stroked and squeezed and he felt great pleasure but said nothing.
\n\u201ePerhaps I forgot to tell you that pleasure is not the only thing Krystal’s hand can bring you. If you don’t obey her then she will just have to show you the reward of disobedience\u201c
\nShe again stroked but this time instead of pleasure her hand brought a pain of such intensity he felt he would black out but she seemd to know to a nicety when to stop to keep him conscious.
\n\u201eSo lets start again shall we, sweetie?\u201c
\nAnd so they began, she asking the questions he answering and receiving pleasure when his answers pleased her and unbearable pain when they did not. Trapped as he was under her hypnotic control he had no choice but complete obedience to her wishes and soon told her all she wanted to know about the meeting and the information he had received and what it was worth.
\nFinally she said,
\n\u201eThank you very much, sweetie. That’s all Krystal wanted to know. Now this is what you will do. You will now fall into a deep sleep. You will not wake till 10 minutes after the plane has landed. Then you will make your way to the exit hall but instead of leaving immediately you will feel the need for a long leisurely cup of coffee. You will remain in the coffee shop for at least 30 minutes at the end of which time you will begin to remember what has happened but only in the exact same order as it happened until you finally reach the point at which you are now.\u201c
\nSiting in the coffee George felt a cold sweat cover his body and a panic began to rise in him.
\nHe stood up but could not move.
\n\u201eNow you may slowly make your way to the passport hall\u201ccontinued her soft compelling voice.\u201cBy now we should be a least two hours ahead of you and ready to do the deal with Clandrive\u201c
\nHe tried to run but found he was unable to. He could only walk slowly towards the hall. My phone!! he thought. I’ll ring Clandrive and tell them. But she had thought of that. Her sweet voice was again in his head.
\n\u201eYou will not call Clandrive, I forbid it. Anyway I have taken your mobile. Have a nice day\u201c
\nHe turned the corner into the hall and saw the last of his hopes shatter. As a foreign national he had to go through the foreign national queue and before him was at least two jumbo-jets full of japanese tourists and potential immigrants; he would be here is the hall for at least another hour if not two.
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