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From: an403162@anon.penet.fi (Chili Peeler)
Reply-To: an403162@anon.penet.fi
Date: Tue, 17 Oct 1995 21:48:49 UTC
Subject: NEW STORY: HYPNOWHO  Chap 18  (mc, pre-inc)




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The following story deals with mind control, sex with 
minors, incest, and other sexual situations.  If you are 
under age or do not want to read such a story, 
please do not read futher.
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HyphoWho

Chapter 18

	The next day was Sunday and the sun was hot and high in the sky
when Lisa and Jenny came into his study and asked Thornton to take
them water-skiing out on the lake. He'd made it a rule that only he could
drive the boat for water-skiing because of the craft's large size.
	"Sure, you guys. Go get changed and I'll meet you down on the
dock."
	Thornton went upstairs and changed into his swimming trunks.  He
could work on his tan while the girls skied.  He went downstairs and found
Stevie in the kitchen with Maria.
	"I'm going to take the girls skiing, darling.  Would you like to come?"
	"No, Alec, you guys go ahead.  I don't feel like falling down in the
water again and again today."  They both laughed.  Stevie was new to the
sport and while she was graceful on dry land, on the water she was a real
clutz.
	Thornton went down to the dock and prepared the boat for the
skiing, setting up the lines and pulling out the lifevests.  Calling it a
boat
would be a misnomer;  it was in fact a cabin cruiser that they sometime
took out into Boston Bay and over to Cape Cod.  It had an elevated flying
bridge, a galley with eating area below and in the bow of the craft, a
stateroom with a triangular shaped bed.
	Hearing the girl's laughter, he looked up from his preparations and
saw the girls walking down the manicured lawn.  Lisa had on a one piece
blue suit and Jenny was wearing her favorite hot green bikini. 
	Thornton drank in the voluptuous body of his daughter.  The bikini
top barely contained her big round boobs and as he watched her titflesh
jiggled with every step she took.  Her flat belly and strong legs spoke of
the long hours she worked out and all the cheerleading she did back at
Duke.
	'God, it's such a waste.' he thought as he again pictured her going
through the rest of her life with only female sex partners. 'But I've got all
summer. Surely I'll be able to turn her around.'
	"You all ready, Dad?"  Lisa called as they came onto the dock.
	"Just about.  Hop on board and we'll get underway."


	Jenny held firmly to the bar of the towline as the wind whipped
through her damp blonde hair.  Ahead of her she could see Lisa stand at
the rear of the boat waving to her and her father up on the bridge looking
back.
	Jenny turned her skis and shot across the wake of the craft, getting
airborne temporarily.  She'd been skiing all her life and was skilled
enough to ski with only one ski or ski backwards.
	'I'll show Lisa some trick skiing,' Jenny thought as she moved herself
back behind the boat.  When she thought the time was right she released
the bar with one hand and spun her body around, reaching back behind
her for the bar again.  
	Just then her ski hit something and she felt her other hand lose its
grip on the tow bar and she saw the water rushing up at her face as she
went down.  Then everything went black.


	Thornton laid Jenny on her back on the stateroom bed.  Jenny's
lifevest had kept her afloat, face-up, until he'd reached her but the blow to
her head appeared to have knocked her cold.
	"Is she going to be OK?"  Lisa asked nervously from the cabin door.
	"Yes, I think she just knocked herself out."  It suddenly occurred to
Thornton that this could be the opportunity he'd been planning for.  "Lisa,
I want you to go up on the bridge and watch for other boats.  We're
drifting, although I think we're far enough out that we'll be OK.  I don't
want you coming back down here.  If you see a problem, use the
intercom.  You understand?"
	"Sure, Alec.  Take care of Jenny."  Lisa moved away from the door
and went up on deck.  
	Thornton closed the stateroom door and stood looking down at his
daughter.  One of the cups of her top had been pulled to the side as he
carried her down to the stateroom and he could see the hint of a pink
areola.  Her firm thighs were parted as if in invitation.
	Thornton lay down near her left side, turning on his side to face her.
Her moist centerfold-material body was there before him, beckoning his
hands.  Knowing Jenny was still out, he took the opportunity to run his
right hand down onto her stomach.  It felt hard and fit.  Thornton slowly
moved his palm further up her body, over her deep navel, up over the
outline of the bottom of her ribcage, until the side of his hand touched the
bottom swell of her grape-fruit sized breasts.  Unable to stop himself, he
brought his hand up and cupped one of her tits.  He squeezed the soft
orb and Jenny stirred beside him.
	'Here goes nothing,' Thornton thought as he ran his hand away from
her tit and softly slapped the side of her face.
	"Jenny.  Jenny, wake up, baby."


	Jenny opened her eyes and didn't know where she was.  She'd been
skiing and then...
	"Jenny, it's all right, baby, Take it easy."  That was her father's voice. 
She turned her head and saw his face looking down at her.
	"Daddy?"
	"Yes, it's me, sweetheart.  You took a spill a bit ago.  Do you
remember?"
	"Oh.... yeah, now I remember.  Something hit my ski, I think."  Jenny
lay her bed back on the bed and relaxed. 'Everything's OK.' she thought.
	"I want you to relax, Jenny.  That was quite a spill and I want you to
rest now.  Keep your eyes closed.  Relax, that's it. Relax.  A nap would be
great right now.  Let yourself relax more and more."  Jenny felt herself
begin to slip away as her father's soothing voice and the gentle rocking of
the boat combined to set her at peace.  "Good, let the sleep come.  I'll be
right here.  You're going deeper and deeper, relaxing more and more . . . 
	After that Jenny could remember no more.


	"Jenny, can you hear me?"
	"Yessss."
	"Good.  It's Daddy talking to you.  You trust me implicitly.  Do you
understand?  You'll listen to every word I say and you'll trust me in
everything I tell you."
	"Yessss."  Jenny answered from deep in her hypnosis-induced
slumber.  Thornton had a sudden twinge of guilt about what he was going
to do but it was quickly swept away.
	"Jenny, you know that the lesbian lifestyle you are contemplating is
not looked on in favor by most of the people you know. And you have
some reservations about not being accepted by your friends and family
once they find out.  This is true?"
	"Yesss."
	"Jenny, you only have one hope of not being an outcast.  I am that
hope.  You trust me and love me and you know that I love you.  I am the
man that you have been searching for all your life.  Jenny, you must
answer me truly now.  Have you ever thought about making love with
me?"
	"Yesss....I was young."  Jenny answered, adding on the last to
signify that her subconscious mind knew such a thing was wrong.  
Thornton knew that most all girls had sexual thoughts for their fathers
during the awakening sexuality stages and he used that past thought and
expanded it.
	"Jenny, I know you know that ordinarily such a thing would not be
possible.  But you now see it as the only way to not become an outcast.
You will make love with me as a way to reaffirm your heterosexuality.
Every time we make love, it will alleave your anxieties and you will feel
good about yourself. Do you understand?"
	"Yesss."   
  	"I am the most desirable man you've ever met.  You've already
experienced taboo love with another woman so it will be easy for you to
set aside your inhibitions with me.  You will desire my touch, you will give
yourself fully to me, and trust that what we do is good and right.  Do you
understand?"
	"When you awaken you will make your desires for me known.  You
will not fear rejection; you know that I want you as much as you want me.
You know that together we can have a full, erotic relationship and neither
of us will have any regrets."  Thornton's dick was growing into a full-blown
erection as he thought about Jenny confessing her implanted desires for
him in just a few minutes.  "Now, Jenny, I'm going to say a word to you.  I
want you to remember this word.  When I say it to you in the future, you
will again relax and go into this deep sleep, without fear.  The word is
Bougainvillea.  Repeat that for me please."
"Bougainvillea."
"Very good.  You will awaken when I count three, feeling refreshed and
confident in the relationship you are going to start with me. One, two,
three.......

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