Cherry’s Guide to Being a Master Hypnotist Part 2[Hypnosis][Femdom][Crossdressing][Foot Worship][MTF oral sex]

Chapter 2: The Punishment

I stepped back from my student, shaking out my hands. He, no, she was now looking around with very clear eyes, and much more confident body language. “That was very impressive, Mary. You got all the rules right! Great job!” I then reached into my blouse pocket and pulled out the light remote, switching on the lights above a large chest of clothing and a small, used makeup table in the left corner of the room. “Now, why don’t you go get dressed up for me?”

As expected, she made a bright smile, thrust her hands into the air and cheered. “Yay! I got them all right this time! Thank you my Queen! You know how hard I’ve been trying to memorize those this past week.” It seemed like lately everyone around here was praising me for my teaching abilities now, it was a nice feeling.

Always eager to please, Mary jumped out of the seat and rushed over to the chest of clothing. Without hesitation, she threw off her school uniform jacket, and then started working on the other articles of clothing she was wearing. While she did this, I picked up the homework notes that had fallen out of her lap, put them back into Magnus’ backpack, and pushed that to the side. It would appear that Magnus needed to study those notes a little more.

By the time I turned back around and sat down in the chair, Mary was fully naked, and rifling through the chest. Her ‘clitoris’ was semi-erect, showing that Mary’s enthusiasm for me seemed to be on a few different levels.

I sighed happily, and made myself comfortable in the chair, unbuttoning the top button of my blouse. It looked like today’s lesson was going to be another fun one. For me at least.

The chest was mostly filled with second hand clothing that was either lost and found, or donated by other students in the school, so it took Mary a frustratingly long about of time to find a bra and some panties that matched. Once she had those on though, she was pretty much set. She worked from top to bottom, starting with a silky black wig. Soon after that came a bright pink crop top that was slightly too small for her, and a short black skirt. Then came some leggings and a nice pair of black high-heels. Finally, Mary moved on to the makeup table and applied a layer of bright pink lipstick.

I snickered a bit at that. I was sure that only lipstick went on because it was the only makeup Magnus knew how to properly use.

“So, what do you think, Queen?” She asked when it was all done.

I knew this was my, er, interest in cross-dressing showing, but I thought she looked sexy as hell. Just masculine enough for you to see that she was not actually a she, but otherwise pulling off a risqué outfit like that very well. Just the sight of my student brainwashed into dressing for me like this was absolutely amazing.

“You look perfect.”

Once again, she cheered.

“But, I do have a bit of a problem that that’s distracting me from my perfect little girl.”

Her face fell, and she looked positively heartbroken.

“It has nothing to do with you my sweet, don’t worry.” I said as I leaned back into my chair. “Really, I’m just having a little…body problem.” If I wasn’t trying to hold a straight face right now, I would have had another positively devilish grin on.

Mary was at my side in a second, looking very concerned for me. Her eyes were wide, and she looked like she was silently scolding herself for not seeing the problem before I mentioned it.

Before she could say anything, I closed my eyes and continued, putting on a dramatic face. “It’s just…my feet.” Yep, Magnus was getting some extra motivation to learn resistance today. “I’ve been walking so much in my heels today and they’re so wound up and sore. Would you mind…helping me relax them?”

In an instant, my thrall fell to her knees, looking down at my high heels with a very concerned expression. She looked down at them as if they were wounded and mutilated. “Of course, my Queen. How should I do that?”

I couldn’t resist smiling now. “Take them out of the shoes and give them some love. To make them feel better.” Luckily for me, she seemed to understand what this meant. This wasn’t the first time Mary had cared for my feet. She knew what she was doing.

With a nod, she kneeled down until her head was level with my knee. With delicate hands, she lifted up my left foot, and pulled the shoe off of it. “I’m so sorry, my Queen. I was so selfishly caught up in making myself look nice that I forgot what I’m really supposed to be doing. I’ll make it up to you, I promise.” With that, she pulled my foot to her mouth and started to lick it, running her tongue up and down the sensitive part of the sole.

That sent tingles up and down my spine. Oh, she was a good licker, I’d taught her well. Her tongue slid up and down my foot, the long strokes occasionally being broken up by a round of kisses, and cooing into them.

I softly exhaled in pleasure, moving my foot around as Mary’s tongue gently massaged it. At my slight prompting, she began to put my toes into her mouth. She attentively started with the big toe, wrapping her lips around it like it was a cock for a few seconds. Then, she dealt with the other four at once, bringing them into her mouth, and running her tongue through each individual crevice.

All I wanted to do right now was stare at her, watching her work. She seemed totally transfixed on her task, giving my toes her full attention. Her licking reflected the level of dedication she was giving this. It was with expertise that she used her tongue to cradle and massage every inch of sole and toe some tender loving to ease my pain.

I leaned on the armrest of the chair, putting on my usual snarky smile, trying not to show how breathless this was making me. “Don’t worry my lovely, you’re more than forgiven. Just keep cleaning like the polite young woman you are.” Using my still shoed right foot, I nudged at the bulge just under her skirt, watching as it grew. Just as I’d wanted it to.

A few more minutes passed before I decided my right foot was in need of servicing as well. Without saying a word, I yanked my left foot away from her and glanced at it for a second, as if giving it some kind of inspection. “Good girl.” I said with a smile when I decided it was satisfactorily relaxed.

She looked over the moon, but before she could cheer again, I stuck out my right foot. Without any words passed between us, she gave me an understanding nod, pulled the shoe off, and started her licking again. Her skillful, lustful licking.

I could feel some heat moving to my loins now, aroused by Mary’s actions as well the thoughts and possibilities swirling through my head. I felt like I was on top of the world right now.

Her lips still suckling on the ball of my foot, I smiled widely and said in a taunting voice “That’s right, you just love licking the sweat and filth off of my feet, don’t you? You dirty, dirty girl.” I patted her on the head as I said this, ruffling her wig hair.

She paused from her loving to reply, “Well, like you said, that’s the best way to make them relax.” She then went right to licking them, without missing a beat.

I let her slobber on my feet for about a minute more, before the heat in my chest became too much to bear. I needed to take a detour from my teaching, just for a moment. “Alright, that shall suffice. Thank you for your service, Mary.” I said as I snatched my foot away from her. “Make sure to tell Magnus how well you licked my feet, and how much you loved doing it.” The message was simple, but sure to be effective. ‘Hypnotists don’t play around. Learn to resist, or you’ll end up being a cute little pet for someone more prepared than you.’

Mary’s eyes went dull for a second as the trigger phrase did its work on her brain, but a second later she blinked and became herself again. “Of course I will! I’m sure he’d love to hear about how useful I am to you.” I’m sure he would. “So, is there anything else you’d like me to do? You know I’d do anything for you.”

Electric thrills started swirling around in my stomach as she said that. “Actually, I think I may have just the job for you.” I said cheekily, shifting my position in the seat a bit. Arching my back, I pushed my crotch a little closer to Mary’s face. I needed to deal with my arousal, and right now, Magnus/Mary was the perfect tool for that. “Would you mind pulling down my skirt and panties? Just down a little bit, to give my pussy some air.”

The eroticism of the situation was a bit lost on Mary, who was no doubt more focused on what she had to do than why she was doing it. “I’d love to. That’s an easy one.” She got closer to my seated form, and started fiddling with my belt. After finally pulling the buckle loose, she grabbed the waistbands of my skirt and panties at the same time, pulling them down about halfway to my knees. The scent of my wet pussy wafted out very quickly.

Wow, I knew I was turned on, but not this turned on.

Mary stared at it for a second, giving it an almost longing look, before looking back up at me. “So, uh…uh…is this fine?” She asked, starting to blush.

I couldn’t keep the smile off of my face anymore. “That’s more than fine. Very good actually.” I then scooted to the edge of the seat, moving my opening closer to Mary’s’ face. “Why don’t you give it a little lick?” I snickered. “Help it relax as well.”

It wasn’t direct, but she seemed to get the hint. With a smile of her own, she moved her face closer to my folds. Sticking her tongue out, she gave it a small lick at first to test the waters, raising my body temperature to a near fever pitch. Breathing heavily, I grabbed Mary’s head and pushed her closer, practically shoving my vagina into her face. “More please, more.” I moaned.

Mary was only happy to comply, and soon she had a nice rhythm going. Strong, precise strokes from her tongue alternated between my clitoris and walls, putting some nice pressure on both of them. As they rubbed against the lining of my bra, I realized that my nipples were hard. I took one hand off of Mary’s head and started to fondle my breasts as well.

What Mary was doing at this point could best be described as motorboating. She was keeping her rhythm, but her tongue was reaching deeper parts of my vagina, as well as giving extra attention to my clitoris. She was sooooo good at this.

Eventually, the pressure building in my stomach from the lips on my pussy and the hand in my breast pushed me to my bursting point. “Oh, keep going,” I pleaded, “Keep going, I’m gonna…I-I’m g-gonna…” I didn’t need to finish the sentence. Warm ecstasy coursed through me as I orgasmed right into Mary’s face. For a few seconds, my beastly instincts kicked in and I wrapped my legs around her neck, pulling her closer and extending my pleasure by riding her face, grinding against it like it was a pillow.

Eventually, my pleasure ebbed away, and I released the poor girl from my grip.

I exhaled and melted back into my seat. “Th-thank you, Mary.” I wiped my sweating brow, trying to recompose myself as I came down from the orgasmic high. As my reason returned to me, I started to reconsider my actions.

“Uh, Mary?” She had been on the floor, panting as much as me when her head twitched up to look directly at me. Her eyes were like dinner plates.

“How…uh….how about we don’t tell Magnus about this? Just keep it as a…a sexy little secret between the two of us.” Crossdressing and licking my feet was a fair enough punishment. Tough, but Magnus needed a fire under his ass to ace that resistance.

Eating me out was on a different level. That was something…I wasn’t supposed to do. I had a feeling Magnus’ mother wouldn’t be very enthused to learn I was using her son like that. No one could know this but me.

Mary stared at me with the same wide eyes for a few seconds. Then something clicked in her expression, and she seemed to understand. “Of course my Queen.” She said with a smile, standing up. “After all, I’m sure it would drive Magnus crazy with jealousy, knowing you feel that way about me and not him.”

“Yeah, lets go with that.” I mumbled, almost to myself. “Anyway, it’s time to go to sleep, Mary. Say goodnight.”

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