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По умолчанию Hypnosis Story - Moscow

This is a story I wrote myself. There are many chapters to it but the main theme is hypnosis.

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The flight was extremely long so it was good to finally be on the ground in Moscow. It was night-time in mid-winter, not the most hospitable time to be coming to this place. I was to meet our agent who represents our business interests in Russia.

Sergei was a tall man with greying hair and a loud, booming voice. He made sure that we had lots of business and had ample reason to come back to Moscow on a regular basis.

He picked me up in the latest Mercedes S600, only this one had been stretched so that it was very long. His driver opened the door for me, dressed in his long overcoat and gloves for the freezing Moscow winter. He had sunglasses on even though there was hardly any daylight given the time of year.

Sergei was already waiting for me in the back of the limousine dressed immaculately in a dark suit with silver tie. Business had been particularly good. Sergei was in a really good mood but I was just tired after the long journey.

“Great to see you Trent, my friend” declared Sergei.

“Great to see you too Sergei, it’s been a while.”

I sat in the car facing backwards on the driver’s side so that I was facing Sergei.

“I promised you something very special if we did really well in this quarter and I always make good on my promises. I’ve put you up in a suite in the Four Seasons - it’s really quite a treat.”

The driver got in the car, removed his coat but left his sunglasses on and pulled away. The glass privacy screen went up with a whirring sound. We drove away from Sheremetyevo airport and chatted away. Throughout the ride, Sergei had a bit more of a smile than he usually has.

We drove away from the major city lights for a bit, down some side streets in a part of Moscow I had never seen before. All of a sudden, the driver pulled over at the kerb.

“A little something extra for you, my friend.”

At this stage, I was getting a bit worried - it is Moscow, after all. It was dead silent, made even more silent by the snow that was on the streets.

A shape moved towards us from under a street light - it was difficult to see, but it was definitely a person.

The door to the car opened.

In came a sneaker covered in snow - followed by a leg and then another and...he was wearing jeans - in this freezing weather.

It was, what seemed to be a young guy. Hard to see in the car, but he seemed to be wearing jeans, white Nike high top sneakers, and a sweater over a tshirt. He had a gold chain - customary in this part of the world. He was wearing knitted gloves, very thin given how cold it was.

It was hard to see his face because of the light, but from what I could see he was also wearing sunglasses and a black beanie.

He didn’t speak or offer his hand. He just got in the car and sat there as we drove off.

“I know you will find him...interesting, Trent.” said Sergei, a little opaque as to what the reason was that this boy got in the car.

“He’s my All for you.”

I was a little scared at this point, since I didn’t know Sergei had any idea about my interest in young males. Last time I was in Moscow, I discretely slipped out for a massage from an amazing young guy. There’s something really nice about the Russian boys.

The whole scene was surreal. Here was a boy sitting there, confidently, not moving, not speaking. By rights, he should have been freezing, but he showed no signs of being the least bit cold.

Sergei spoke to the boy in Russian - I couldn’t really understand much other than something about confirming whatever they had agreed with the boss.

The boy went to take his sunglasses off - Sergei was as firm as I have ever heard him in his booming Russian voice - “Ne Delay”. Unmistakeable - that was the command to not do something.

The boy still had his gloved thumb and index finger on the rim of his sunglasses. They had only come down a couple of millimetres. The boy turned, looked at Sergei, then took his index finger and pushed the glasses in the centre of the frame back up onto his face, as if with disdain.

That was a strange moment. I wonder what all that was about - all he wanted to do was take his glasses off, I’m sure. It would be - and is - strange to leave them on.

We drove off another 10 minutes or so, with no-one saying anything. The boy just sat there, as did Sergei - as did I.

“His name is Alexei,... Alex. He speaks English very well. Have a good night, Trent - don’t rush in tomorrow, take your time.”

With that, Sergei got out of the car which had by then pulled over, and exited, leaving just me, Alex and the driver.

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По умолчанию Chapter 2

Chapter 2
Another 20 or so minutes went by with complete silence in the car. We had driven around and around with the boy and I just sitting there. He continued to say nothing, continued to look in my general direction, but not really, through his dark aviators.

The awkward silence was broken by the passenger door opening when we finally arrived at the hotel. Alex was first to get out and he walked past the doorman into the hotel foyer. I followed quickly behind, thanking the driver and giving the doorman a tip, to which he tipped his hat.

Alex remained in the foyer standing near a column whilst I lugged my laptop case and a porter took my bag. Alex carried nothing except his brand new phone, in his right hand up to his ear. He was busy now talking into his phone - I couldn’t hear his voice at all but I could now see his hand, which was up to his face with his phone pressed to his ear. I could, in fact all of a sudden see skin, for the first time - his nose, lips and chin. His nose was one of those thin, nordic noses and chin was quite square. His cheeks were a rosy red but his skin was not quite the pale-blue color of most in the Moscow winter - it was a nice healthy brownish, even color.

He remained in his glasses and beanie.

There was something a little striking about his hand - he had extremely long fingers with his index finger pressed up against the phone to hold it to his ear, and his middle, ring and pinky fingers cradling the side of the phone. His long thumb was on the other side of the phone. What was particularly striking about this hand, with its brownish, even, hairless skin and long fingers were the fingernails - so white, so square, even and long - but they were shiny, as if they had been buffed just for the occasion.

“Sir...Sir…???” Said the person at the counter. “Are you checking in sir?”, he had said this as if it were not the first time he had asked me.

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По умолчанию Chapters 3 & 4

We finally arrived at the room - I had two keys, my laptop bag and was followed in the elevator by Alex and the porter. The porter took my keys and opened the door at which point Alex walked through as the porter turned on the lights. I struggled through with my bag, plopped it on the desk. Alex had started walking the room, glasses still on, gloves on and was examining the coffee machine, fridge, bathroom, bed lamps - checking out the room as if he were paying for it himself.

I tipped the porter and he left.

So, it was just me and the boy. In the room, alone.

He continued pacing and examining. He wasn’t going to speak first.

“So, you speak English?”


“My name is Cooper”

“I know who you are, Mr Cooper” said Alex in a not-too-thick Russian accent.

He took off his beanie which revealed long, very, very blond hair. It was very well kept, extremely even in length as if it had just been cut and was tied in a small ponytail at the back.

He then took off his gloves revealing those amazingly-long fingers and bright, white, shiny square, fingernails. He used those fingers to take the beanie and gloves and put them on the desk, on top of my bag.

He then reached up to take off his glasses. He slowly removed them to reveal dark brown eyebrows and very thick, long eyelashes. He had almond-shaped, almost Asian-shaped eyes that seemed to turn up a bit at the ends.

But it was the color of his eyes - no not the color but the intensity of that color that was both shocking and stunning at the same time. In the most literal sense of both of those words.

I felt myself completely captivated by how blue the eyes were. The magnitude of the blue, the brightness of them, the emphasis that they created in the room was beyond comprehension.

“Why don’t you take a seat, Trent?” asked Alex pointing to the seat behind me.

He stood over me, looking at me as if he was trying to read me. This allowed me to get a better look at the features of his eyes, how they had a dark circle around the outside of the iris, the bright, white, clearly defined striations that radiated out from the pupil - or were they originating at that dark blue circle on the outside in towards his small pupil - it was hard to say, but they filled the space between those long, black eyelashes and were perfectly bordered by his eyebrows as they seemed to now fill the room.

Chapter 4

Despite not really understanding what Alex was really doing there, I took a seat as he suggested. I still had my wallet in my right hand which was now on the armrest of the chair, hand facing downwards covering up the wallet.

Alex’s gaze shifted towards that hand - he had spotted the wallet.

He casually reached over with his left hand to take my wallet. My immediate, and natural reaction was to tighten my grip on the wallet - it was mine after all and contained my credit cards, drivers licence, a whole wad of receipts and about $500 in US cash.

He didn’t resist my grip on the wallet, but he did shift his gaze to my face. I met his eyes with mine - was that the right thing to do, after all he had just tried to grab my wallet?

But his eyes remained as captivating as when I first saw them. He tilted his head as if he wanted to intensify the effect that his eyes were having on my concentration on his.

Without me knowing, he had moved his left index finger to the back of my right hand and started drawing circles on the back of my hand. Slowly, in a counterclockwise motion. Circling around and around. The feeling was indescribable. I couldn't really quite make out if the circles were from him or from inside me.

I wanted to look over to see what he was doing, but it was hard to break my gaze away. When I finally was able to move my neck so that my eyes had to move too I saw that his long fingers were now lifting my hand up from my wallet. He wasn’t drawing circles any more but...funny thing was I could still feel the circles being drawn. My hand was so heavy and those circles…

I couldn’t move my hand - he had my wallet and there was apparently nothing I could do about it. The rest of me was listless, fixated with the fact that those circles continued yet he had already started rifling through my wallet - saw the money and pocketed it.

“,...what are you doing…?” Slurred words emerged from my mouth as my heart started beating quite a bit harder. I started to emerge from my chair, ready to confront Alex.

“Just relax, Trent,” said Alex - and with that I felt so heavy in the chair with all will to move suddenly drained from my body. Alex smirked seemingly knowing exactly what was happening.

“This is all part of the plan for your trip. You need to just RELAX and enjoy it,” he said as he cast his blue eyes towards mine. They became more irresistible as he spoke.

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