**Part 1**
Silvia and I had been together for about six months. I met her through a friend of my sister. We both attended a party put on by our mutual friend and hit it off pretty well. It didn’t hurt that she was smoking hot. About 5’4”, curly, raven-black hair, large tits for her frame, perky in that impossible way that’s exclusive to 21-year-old girls. She stood atop a pair of shapely legs that supported the roundest, firmest, sexiest ass I had ever seen. Before her, I was exclusively a tit man, but after Silvia, I find myself believing in the philosophies of Sir Mix-a-Lot.
It didn’t take long before we were in a committed relationship. We were hot for each other, so we were soon having sex regularly. The sex was vanilla, but satisfying, though it was apparent we both had unfulfilled fantasies we hadn’t talked about yet. A couple months in, Silvia suggested using hypnosis add a little spice to our sex-life. At first, I thought she was just talking about some roleplay. It turns out she was for real. She told me a hypnosis unit in Psych class piqued her interest and she did some research online and discovered all sorts of uses for recreational hypnosis in the bedroom.