Note: Sequel to Stuck "Journaling"
Well, it’s me again, Bettie. Yeah, you probably noticed that I’m typing this journal instead of writing it. I thought I would try a blog this time (and Cole got me a keyboard for my iPad). Quick update: Cole and I are great. Life has never been better since he got a “wife-toy” (that’s what he calls me). I get lots of attention and great clothes to go with that. Half of my closet is costumes now that make me look great (or so Cole says).
But, you remember Dave. Yeah, my husband’s best friend, coworker, and neighbor from a few blocks over has a piece of me, too. The rat has blackmail pics on me and enjoys his “sex-toy” as well. I don’t like it, but I didn’t think I had any choice. Fortunately, I found something to help with this problem, which is a good thing. Cole has nearly caught Dave twice now (once worked out well for me while the other not so much). Now don’t get me wrong, Dave has a way with me that Cole doesn’t, but it still bothers me that he’s not my husband. He should keep his hands off me, so I gotta do something.
I was on Youtube the other night trying to find another hypno-thing to add to my list. Cole still uses my original “chime-freeze” program, but we have added another one just for kicks. It makes me strip and pose until he touches me (it’s alright, but I don’t care much for it). So back to my search, I found one that a woman put on there for her husband. She has had 3 now, with the last two running off with other women. So, she made a hypno that makes him not be attracted to other women. Then, it makes him more attracted to her. I think her 3rd marriage might work.
My plan is to hypnotize Dave with it to keep his hands off me. My only concern is time. If it takes him as long as it took me, then I will be stuck on revenge for a long, long time. But, Dave has been making a trip to our house almost weekly now, so it is now or never. The real question: how do I hypno him without him knowing it?
My first idea should work (I hope). I have several super hero costumes, so I can modify one for this. I will put my old ipod in the helmet with the screen shining through a square hole in the front. Taking out the padding makes it hurt to wear, but the ipod is easily hidden and the screen very visible (right at his eye level). The super hero costumes take longer for him to remove enough to really do anything, so I am hoping to make the most of that time. After this, who knows what I will do? Gotta start somewhere…
I spent more time than I thought it would take to get the suit ready (had to brush Dave off already to give me a chance). But last night, Hypnoticat was ready (cute name, huh?). I put on the purple and green cat suit. It’s all shiny and PVC, covering me neck to toe. It has built in soles, so it is truly a one-piece (no boots required). The helmet comes down over my forehead in the front and my ears on the sides. My face is fully open, which is good. I don’t want the helmet removed until it is too late for him.
Well, here is how it went (I will try and tell it like a story): it was a dark and stormy night (sort of, a light drizzle and just after sunset). Cole, our hero, has just left the house and rounded the corner, when Dave the villain comes into the driveway. Like a well trained animal, he texts his “sex-toy” Bettie: ready the toy.
Oh, a side note here, what I do then is get dressed and start the video. Once it is almost to that point, I text back with: ready. He will then enter the house, just about the time I freeze. He does his thing and is supposed to clean up the mess. However, lately he has been rather sloppy and just bolted. Anyway, back to the story…
Dave enters the house as usual and walks into the bedroom. Standing with hands on hips is the unbelievably sexy and statuesque Hypnocat. Her superpowers of hypnosis are legendary throughout the universe. Her face and body motionless, with no sound or movements save her spiraling helmet display.
The villain steps closer, “Well, well, well, what have we hear?” He eyes our heroine up and down, as she keeps her staunch stance against villainy. He checks the night stand for a clue.
Oh yeah, another side note here: I sometimes leave notes on the night stand with instructions or explanations of who I am. I actually do that for Cole, so I reuse them for Dave. Anyway, back in the action…
Picking up the note, he reads: “Beware all who come her Hypnocat! One look at her and you will never be yourself again.” He laughs mockingly, dropping the note, and walking back in front of Hypnocat’s sensual curves. He looks at the spiraling green display. He leans in closer to hear words like “calm…breathe deeply…relax.” He laughs again, “Well, toy, you did a great job with this one.” He reaches around he and spanks her PVC covered butt. Our heroine would normally do a round-home kick on him to subdue him, but she has set the trap and must wait for him (oh, and I couldn’t move even if I wanted to…side note again…sorry). Grinning again, he steps in closer and starts his usual “foreplay.”
Our frozen heroins stands like a beacon of hope while our villain takes advantage of her. He rubs her and pinches her. He grinds her slowly then more quickly. All the while, the helmet display spirals and whispers. He reaches behind her and unzips the suit down to her lower back. Stretching out her stiff arms, he peels it off her roughly, but not knocking her over. He takes a moment to admire the perfect skin, unblemished like all superheroes. With a zip and swish of his pants and boxers, he steps closer to enter her standing.
With no warning, he penetrates her, letting out a soft moan. Hypnocat keeps her poise and continues the fake smile she has worn since he entered the room. He makes one deep plunge then stops.
Ok, sorry, but I gotta interject again here: this weirded me out. He probed me, as he calls it, to check his placement. Then he did not continue, he just stood there. As I thought about it, I could hear my ipod speaking, “not what you want…stop…shrink.” And right on cue, I could feel his thing shrink out of me. He still did not move. I could not believe it worked on the first try. I was so happy, but I couldn’t move to show it. I could see him take a half step back for balance. His face was blank staring at the spiral at his eye level. I heard “reach out…cup…” So he obeyed and cupped me, which really threw me off. Why would it do that? Then I heard, “bad…gross…saggy…” I did not get it until he made a face. He grimaced as he cupped me and made a face of dislike. Then I got it, he had to be trained to not like this.
The next few minutes were the same, as he touched various parts of my body, grimacing each time. Finally, I noticed my time was almost up, noticing my release phrase getting close. His was winding down too, as it had him forget what happened and wake up refreshed and all that stuff. So, it all seemed great until: “you will repeat this again.” I thought, oh great, now I gotta do this again.
His trance broke and he backed away confused. “Woah, man,” he whispered, “that was weird.” He shook his head and then “chime-unfreeze.” I started to move then. I was not sure what to say. Do I pretend he had his fun or do I say well what happened? He did not give me the chance, “Something is wrong…I feel refreshed and relaxed. Normally, I’m panting like crazy.” I bend down to pull my suit on, “I…I…I don’t know what you mean.” He stretches out and hits replay on my video. I protest, “Hey now, Dave, we had an agreement. You get one shot!” He puts his hand up, “yeah, but I don’t think I got my shot, Bets.”
Uh oh, he doesn’t call me that unless he is mad. “I said I don’t know what you mean.” I try to move to hit the stop button, but I’m tangled in my costume trying to put it on while keeping myself covered. He stiff arms me, keeping me at bay. “Dave, please this is not right.” I can see he is getting worked up now, “Your right, its not. Something went down that shouldn’t have, and I’m getting mine.” I got the suit mostly on now, so I can move better, “but…” I start to say, then “chime-freeze.” One hand out reaching for the computer, with the other pushing on him, I stop like a statue.
He picks me up and dumps me on the bed. I can only wait for it again. Rolling me over, he doesn’t waste any time. He reaches out and grabs my breasts, but instead of squeezing them tight, he pulls his hands back. Confused he does it again with the same reaction. Backing off the bed, he rakes his hand through his hair, “What is going on?” He paces the room briefly, with me laying perfectly still on the bed, staring at the ceiling.
He snaps his fingers, “ok, I got it!” My heart sinks at that, figuring I’m really gonna get it now. He slides me off the bed (easy in a PVC suit) and stands me back up. He positions me just as I was when he came in. He even puts a smile back on my face. He redresses himself and backs out to the doorway. He looks around the room to make sure it all looks right. “Oops, almost forgot,” he walks back over to me and touches my helmet. “Gotta have it just the same.” As his video restarts, he backs away again. Scanning the room one more time, he nods in satisfaction.
He walks over to me and touches my breasts again, he grins broadly, “that’s better, mmm so fine.” I’m thinking, what?! It was just working. He starts kissing me as usual, and grabbing my butt, and grinding me. His unit is already hard as it presses against my suit. Just great, I think, it was all going so well. He continues his foreplay, working his way up to removing my clothes, but he doesn’t. He rubs and grinds much longer than usual. I figure he wanted to be sure he was good and ready.
When he was ready, he just unzips himself. I notice his unit almost jump out of his pants. He is ready to go now. He steps back to me and stops. His facial expression of ecstasy is instantly replaced with a blank stare. For seconds he stands there, and again I’m confused, until I see his unit shrink back inside his pants. Then he reaches out, cups me and cringes. The dummy took so long in getting ready, he fell into the trap sooner. Within a minute, he has touched me in all PVC now, grimacing each time. His look of disgust is clear.
I’m enjoying the show so much, that I did not notice “chime-unfreeze.” I wiggle my fingers on my waist, so I’m free. I slowly slide to the right, with him just staring off into the distance. I quickly pull off the helmet and pause the video. He is still standing there, waiting for the ending command. Knowing this might be my best chance, I stay in an monotone as possible, “You never want to touch this sex-toy or woman again. Understood?” I hold my breath, hoping I have not stepped too far, but he slowly nods in reply. Smiling to myself, but not breathing a sigh of relief yet, I stage his final time with me.
On the Youtube page of suggestions, I saw one that makes men cum without help. It seemed stupid to me, like why would you want that? But now, it is perfect. Pulling my ipod out of the helmet, I quickly find that video there. I have not seen it all the way through, but I’m sure it does what it says.
Starting the video and turning up the volume, I listen for a moment as she walks him into the hypnosis stage. He is already there, so I hope that helps it stick the first time. He just stands there as she commands him. Leaving them alone, I tiptoe into the bathroom to get change clothes. I peal myself out of the suit, throwing it with the others that need to be wiped down. Grabbing my bathrobe, I step back out to check on him. Still standing as attention, waiting for her to command him, I slide past him into the living room and kitchen. With him occupied, I can take care of one important thing.
Grabbing his cell phone, I look for those pics he took of me. He doesn’t take many pics, but I don’t see them yet. I don’t get far before I start thinking, what if it doesn’t work? I push that thought away as I keep looking for the blackmail shots. Then I think, what if he finished and I am not in there? Getting more nervous, but not going back in there, I find the pics on his phone. I start erasing them when I here an “oooh” from the room. Moving quickly, I race into the room, putting his cell phone back on the dresser.
He is still standing stiff, but now his unit is fully out. His body is shaking slightly as she moves him into position. She is counting it down, and you can tell by his face that he is ready. I start to back out of the room when I hear,”…awaken when you cum…” Oh crap, I think, he won’t buy it unless I’m in there. Trying to get out of it, I look around the room for some help. Maybe I could check to be sure I got all of the pics off his phone. Before I could get it, I hear,”1…almost there, now get ready…” Frantic now by her words, I rush past him taking off my robe and panties, flinging them on the other side of the bed. Facing the bed, I bend slightly over, as if he came from behind. I barely get myself down when I feel a shot of warm fluid hit me in the rear end.
He moans and moans, stumbling forward and bracing himself on my lower back. “Oh yeah, that’s better.” Holding my position, he finishes his business and heads into the bathroom to wipe off. I decide to play along and not move. He returns shortly, towel in hand. He drapes it over my head, saying, “This will help you clean up.”
With a chuckle, he dresses and grabs his things. Without his usual groping of my frozen body, he leaves. I hold my position until I’m sure he is gone. I then slowly straighten up and remove the towel from my head. I wipe myself off as I walk to the bathroom. I spend some extra time, making sure that I get it all off of me. I think of taking a shower, but then I check the clock, Cole will be home soon. And to make matters worse, I have no dinner for him and me.
Without getting into all the details, we had a fight about my role as wife when he came home to no dinner. It was heated, like they always are, and I found a way to win it (as usual). He is not usually that on edge lately, but he certainly was hot. He started the night on the couch, but ended back in bed with me before the night was over. I would like to say we kissed and made up, but he “froze” me as I was getting into bed (the new hypno can be triggered by him, which is probably why he likes it).
Before I knew it, I had striped and posed myself right by the bed. He finished getting ready for bed with me standing nearby for several minutes. He then hopped in and almost drifted off to sleep before touching my arm “animating” me. We slept on the far edges of the bed that night.
We eventually made up and all is fine now. Dave’s first hypno lesson was his last. He never came by for a fix again. In fact, he stopped touching me at parties like he used to. I don’t know if him and Lisa get along any better now, but he certainly leaves me alone. I feel like such a weight has been lifted as I’m no longer stuck on revenge.