They looked so divine in the “69” position, their bodies artfully arranged to resemble a yin/yang symbol. The pale Norwegian student buried her tongue deeply in the pussy of the dusky skinned Polynesian student, who was doing likewise to her partner. Their moans of pleasure echoed throughout the room, engendering similar moans from the viewers, especially from the student who hypnotized them into the act. In a few moments, they will both climax, as will several of the onlookers, bringing a conclusion to another successful meeting of the Hypnotism Club.

And they all could not be happier.

At the exclusive St. Catherine’s Academy for Women, it was officially known as the Psychology Study Club, but to its members, it was the Hypnotism Club. Every Tuesday evening, two of its nine members were selected at random to be the subjects for the evening. The rest of the girls would practice inductions and suggestions on them for the 90 minutes of alloted organized social activity time the girls were permitted after dinner.

It didn’t start out that way: ever since its inception, the club was a staid, boring place whose few members rarely did anything more extraordinary than debate Freud, but that all changed this semester, with sophomore and recent transfer student Janet Drake.

At the first meeting, the club president, Bethany, asked if anyone would suggest a topic for discussion that evening.

There was a long silence, then a voice from the back of the room asked “What about hypnosis?”

Every girl turned to look at the person with her hand raised. Most knew her as one of the new members who joined this semester, but few remembered her name.

Bethany, however, did remember her. “What about it, Janet?”

Janet said “I was doing some reading about it over the summer and I’d like to present a demonstration of it.”

“Do you want to try to hypnotize someone here?”

Janet stood and walked to the front of the room, approaching Bethany. “No, I won’t have to, because, as a matter of fact, you’re already hypnotized. I hypnotized you when we met yesterday afternoon.”

Bethany looked incredulous, then started laughing, which set the rest of the girls laughing with her.

Janet led them laugh for several seconds before getting Bethany’s attention. “Bethany?”

“Yes, Janet?” replied Bethany, still giggling.

“Sleep!”

Janet snapped her fingers, and Bethany, who had still been chuckling and shaking her head, froze dramatically in an erect position, her arms at her sides and her eyes staring directly before her. The other girls stopped laughing in amazement.

“As you can see,” said Janet, “Bethany is deeply hypnotized and can only hear my voice.

“Go ahead, try to get a reaction from her.”

Two of the girls stepped hesitantly forward and waved their hands before her eyes. Bethany didn’t even blink. One started to make a series of funny faces in front of her, but Bethany didn’t respond.

“She can’t see you or hear you: she will only respond to me.”

The girls all looked in combined awe and wonder at Janet.

“Now, Bethany, you have something to tell the rest of the members, don’t you?”

“I am resigning as president and Janet will replace me.”

That got everyone jumping out of their chairs and all talking at once. Janet let them talk until she yelled “Quiet!” When everyone was calmed down, Janet ordered Bethany to explain herself.

“According to the rules for all clubs at the Academy,” said Bethany flatly, “any president may resign their office and name their replacement.”

“And what else are you supposed to do tonight?” asked Janet, grinning.

Bethany turned to face Janet, then dropped to her knees. “That’s right, Bethany, you told me you knew exactly what to do,” said Janet, and Bethany certainly did. Within moments, Janet’s arousal was now obvious, amplified several times through Bethany’s ministrations: what was not so obvious at first was that Bethany was experiencing a similar effect. But no one could possibly miss the explosive climax they shared.

Janet, flushed and panting but also smiling, said “Who wants to give it a try? I can guarantee you’ll have as much fun as I or Bethany did.”

While the three of the other girls were still hesitating and mentally debating the situation, one stepped forward boldly to confront Janet. “You can’t do that, you just can’t …”

Janet cut off her tirade by saying “Bethany, restrain her, please.”

The complaining girl quickly discovered her arms held tightly behind her. She tried to escape, but Bethany was a senior and much stronger than her: she was also a member of the Self Defense Club and had the girl in an unbreakable hold.

Not that it mattered for much longer. Janet reached within her blouse and removed a clear crystal on a long chain. She deliberately began to swing her crystal before the eyes of the struggling girl. Once her eyes caught sight of it, despite the girl’s refusal to cooperate, the crystal seemed to captivate her, and soon her head was swaying back and forth along with the crystal. After a few soft words from Janet, she was completely under.

As was one other girl, who had been watching the whole process.

“Now, who wants to have some fun?” asked Janet.

One of the remaining girls answered by snatching the crystal from Janet’s willing grasp and started swinging it before the eyes of the entranced girl beside her. The other girl looked lost until Janet pointed out the entranced girl hanging limp in Bethany’s grasp. “Let me show you how to do an eye induction,” she said. “Just focus on her eyes, let her stare directly into your eyes. Don’t blink: hold her gaze with your own.

“Now, just start telling her how tired her eyes are feeling, how sleepy she is feeling.”

“‛You are getting sleepy.’ Like that?”

“Excellent. Just keep telling her how sleepy she is feeling, how tired her eyes are becoming.

“How tired you are becoming, how sleepy you are feeling, how sleepy you both are feeling, the both of you are feeling sleepy, sleepy, the both of you are going to sleep, go to sleep, go to sleep, go to sleep now.”

She snapped her fingers and was rewarded with the sight of both girls leaning forward, resting their heads on each other’s shoulders, deeply hypnotized.

“That’s right, both of you are now hypnotized.

“Go deeper into hypnosis for me, deeper, deeper. Just let yourselves go deeper into hypnosis and deeper into my control.”

Janet looked back to the girl holding her crystal. Janet had pitched her voice just loud enough for the others to hear as well, and was pleased to discover that the one girl not previously entranced was now letting the crystal dangle loosely, watching it swing with her blank eyes, as blank as the eyes of the girl before her.

“You are all hypnotized,” she announced to everyone in the room. “Tell me you are hypnotized.”

Five voices all repeated the same phrase: “I am hypnotized.”

“All of you agree that I should be club president, correct? President of the Hypnotism Club?”

Five different but similarly hushed voices agreed.

“And as president of the club you have to obey me in matters regarding the club, correct?”

Again the entranced club members muttered their agreement.

“Good: there are also a few other changes to the club rules.

“One: no one outside the club is to know what we are doing there.

“Two: nothing is to leave the meeting, especially post hypnotic suggestions.

“Three: no hypnotizing anyone outside of the club meetings.

“Four: no retaliation or overt humiliation during trance.

“Nod your head when you accept the rules the club president has made.”

Janet watched as each girl nodded their acceptance to her rules. Just to be safe, she repeated the rules several times until she felt they were totally accepted.

“Now, as a reward for your cooperation, we’re going to have a little fun.”

In preparation, Janet recovered her crystal and swung it before her own eyes, repeating a series of instructions to herself under her breath. When she was satisfied, Janet had the girls undress as she stripped, too. She arranged the girls, including herself, to sit in a circle where each girl could reach the girls beside them. At Janet’s command, each girl began to caress and stroke and stimulate her neighbors as she herself was being stimulated. As they did, Janet suggested feeling pleasure to everyone, using her previous self hypnosis to let her accept the suggestions herself. The sensations increased until each girl was panting out their ecstasy: one by one they climaxed and then collapsed in exhaustion. Even Janet, who maintained her hold on consciousness through sheer willpower.

But the effort was worth it. If her hypnotic suggestions didn’t hold, reasoned Janet, the hypnotically amplified pleasure should imprint them on the girls. At least, that was her hope. And, even if her suggestions only lasted until the following week, she could reinforce them then with a reasonable expectation of continued response. Just to be on the safe side, though, as she was having them dress, Janet approached each girl, looking deeply into their entranced eyes and repeating the new rules to them one last time. Every one agreed totally with the new rules and implicitly in Janet’s role as the president of the club.

Seeing that the time for the club to end was approaching, finally Janet brought the girls out of trance and watched their reactions. Most all of them blushed at the memories Janet suggested they remember, and she said “This was only the beginning.

“At the following meetings, the only limit will be our imaginations.”

The girls all got thoughtful looks on their faces, and more than few sly or embarrassed smiles.

“See you all next week. Pleasant dreams.”

Janet watched as the girls left, each one flushed yet placid. They would have some interesting dreams these next few nights, she thought. Maybe she could suggest a few things to dream about at the next meeting: maybe dreaming about her and pleasuring her. It was an interesting thought: Janet smiled as many similar thoughts came to mind as she walked back to her room. Tonight was certainly a success, promising many more in the future. So many ideas to try and so many girls to experiment on. Then there were the classes on hypnosis she planned for the next couple of weeks, training the girls in the many and varied pleasurable ways of inducing trance and letting them practice on each other, and herself.

Things were definitely going to be interesting, thought Janet.

And Janet could not be happier.