{"id":798,"date":"2013-06-25T20:04:55","date_gmt":"2013-06-25T20:04:55","guid":{"rendered":"http:\/\/www.hypno-erotica.com\/stories\/?p=798"},"modified":"2013-06-25T20:04:55","modified_gmt":"2013-06-25T20:04:55","slug":"mesmerized-transformed-part-1","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"https:\/\/hypno-erotica.com\/stories\/mesmerized-transformed-part-1\/","title":{"rendered":"Mesmerized & Transformed \u2013 Part 1"},"content":{"rendered":"

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Subject: Transfixed, Pink Slipped & Panty Trained @ ZHose Corporation
\nNow downsized from a “high profile” position as a Sales Mgr. of ZHose Corporation line of products,
\nZHose Inc. Is a large global conglomerate specializing in design & marketing & sales of Pantyhose, Nylon Stockings & fashion accessories.<\/p>\n

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In retrospect he realized that he was constantly distracted by certain members of his support Staff..
\nIn hindsight his vision was as translucent as the see thru attire \u00a0worn by those Ladies Professionally attired in outfits designed to control and intimidate the inferior male …..
\nThese sophisticated Ladies in “power outfits” were devastatingly effective at seducing the male. <\/p>\n

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That fateful day he was noticeably aroused with lust-captivated eyes transfixed on Miss Teasewell who quietly teased Her victim as She bent over to load the copy machine secretly modeling a pinstripe jacket, sheer blouse, tight pink leather skirt, hot pink nylons, High Heel sandals.
\nWell it was his most embarrassing moment when MZ. Whipstick, Sales Dept. Director suddenly appeared and grabbed his flimsy arm with a tight grip. Regally, yet suggestively leaning over ever so slowly, She spoke directly into his ear,<\/p>\n

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“Follow Me to My office immediately!”<\/p>\n

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Naturally, he walked timidly behind MZ. Whipstick as She led him to Her upper management lair. Her voice and perfume never ceased swirling in his mindlessness. His eyes kept gazing at Her High Heels and legs as Her fully fashioned nylons swished with domineering authority at HER every step.
\nMiss Teasewell, now organizing Her report, smiled as a red faced and flustered mr. cicci crawled past Her desk into MZ. Whipstick’s office.<\/p>\n

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Now inside Her executive office suite, MZ. Whipstick’s heels clicked on the marble floor as she strode to Her oversized desk and leather chair.
\ncicci timidly glanced around the office, further humbled by MZ. Whipstick’s credentials while noting a vast range of \u00a0Graduate Degrees including Business Law, Human Resource Management & Psychology.<\/p>\n

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mr. cicci stood dumbfounded in front of MZ. Whipstick, now trembling as his pronounced bulge diminished leaving a large, noticeably sticky stain visible at the crotch of his polyester trousers.<\/p>\n

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MZ. Whipstick lynx-eyed him up and down and commanded as she firmly spoke;
\n“Take your place.” She pointed out a slight office chair strategically positioning Her subject in his inferior position low to the floor.<\/p>\n

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MZ. Whipstick majestically sat in her leather chair, above Her wimp, as she crossed Her nyloned legs to diabolically display \u00a0a devastatingly devilish and seductive view of Her nylon tops, thighs, High Heeled feet, nyloned toe cleavage, and red polished toenails.
\ncicci was like silly putty in Her hands now, totally humiliated and subservient.<\/p>\n

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MZ. Whipstick knowingly uncrossed her legs, offering a teasing view of Her sheer, red panties as SHE leant forward to address Her emasculated employee.,
\n“Well mr. cicci your problem here is obvious. you do agree?” With Her pointer finger She slyly gestured down to his diminishing manhood they both knew was completely under the control of Her Superior Womanly powers.<\/p>\n

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cicci whined “Yyyyes MZ. Whipstick… bb but i i…. ”<\/p>\n

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SHE glanced at his soiled crotch and victoriously smirked,
\n“your typical male behavior is unacceptable and quite unprofessional!”<\/p>\n

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MZ Whipstick arose and arousingly approached cicci. When She stood over him the first time, She positioned Her Amazonian breasts, visible through Her sheer, taut blouse, directly at eye-catching level.<\/p>\n

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“Well you do agree???? How can you justify such behavior????”<\/p>\n

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Cicci stared mindlessly. Speechless, he shyly sneaked a look up to peep through Mz. Whipstick’s sheer blouse at HER devastatingly pointed D-Cups and cleavage.<\/p>\n

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\u201cStop that staring NOW! PAY ATTENTION!!! .. Are you listening ???\u201d Her interrogation was equally as authoritative.<\/p>\n

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She drew his attention as She started gliding around Her private domain. With every step, word, movement, and expression She confidently demanded co-operation.
\ncicci’s mouth opened, but he was unable to speak. He was fully intimidated by Mz. Whipstick’s commanding presence.<\/p>\n

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Mz. Whipstick’s firm voice became more controlling. The potency of each of Her words was reinforced by the sound of HER clicking High Heels. \u00a0The scent of HER perfume and the vision of Her Leather skirt fully subjugated HER victim.<\/p>\n

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cicci squirmed, a mindless captive in his plastic, slippery seat.<\/p>\n

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“Well, I see… you’re unable to co-operate. I’ve got other methods to get to the truth.!!”<\/p>\n

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Directly outside Mz. Whipstick’s office, the sound of Miss Teasewell’s confident laughter could be heard.. serving to further humiliate & embarrass cicci.<\/p>\n

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cicci gazed at Mz. Whipstick’s High Heels, legs and nyloned ankles as SHE clicked gracefully across the marble floor to briefly confer with Ms. Teasewell, now seated at the edge of HER desk.
\ncicci peered shyly to gain sight of Ms. Teasewell’s crotch.
\nNoticing his shy glances, Ms. Teasewell snickered & took a prim posture to cover HER pink panties and nyloned thighs.<\/p>\n

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Mz. Whipstick noted the ongoing harassment as SHE flashed a disgusted look.
\nFollowing a brief conference, the 2 Sophisticated Corporate Femme Fatales commanded full attention as they walked across the office \u00a0with fashion model control.
\nTo be continued….<\/p>\n

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Mistress Marquesa’s mesmerizing POSTSCRIPT:<\/b><\/p>\n

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Miss Tammy Teasewell and especially MZ. Wanda Whipstick knew how to turn mr. cicci into a mindless, horn doggie puppet.<\/p>\n

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Here are some sensual fantasy audios where at least two virtual sirens really spellbind you:<\/p>\n

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