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Warning: this is an erotic hypnosis short story, containing descriptions of mind control, male dominance, voyeurism, dubious consent sex and orgasm denial, and is for adult readers only.In Mesmerized, Melissa Quincy, a harried graduate student, isMoreWarning: this is an erotic hypnosis short story, containing descriptions of mind control, male dominance, voyeurism, dubious consent sex and orgasm denial, and is for adult readers only.In Mesmerized, Melissa Quincy, a harried graduate student, is hired to investigate the mysterious hypnotherapist Dr. Ivanov. But she finds out more than she bargained for. She finds out far too much, and now he can’t – or won’t – free her from his influence. But Melissa refuses to surrender to her desires. She won’t let herself become a slave to Dr. Ivanov’s deep voice. Not if she can help it.An excerpt from Mesmerized III:The showerhead clattered against the wall. I groaned, leaning naked and pitiful against the tiles, warm water from the dangling faucet spraying my knees. I stood up, reaching for the knob to turn the water off.The sliding glass door was open. I stared at it. Had it slid halfway open on its own? I was sure I’d closed it.“Wake, Melissa.”Dr. Ivanov was leaning against the wall outside the shower, gazing through the door. His arms were folded casually, but his jaw was tight with desire. He’d been there the whole time. Standing behind me, perfectly obvious. If I hadn’t been hypnotized blind.I wrapped my arms around my body, guarding my nakedness. Of course he’d seen me naked before, but I hated the idea of him stealing the sight, without my knowledge.“What’s this? I thought you would be glad to see me.” He toyed with the buttons of his shirt, slipping them loose one by one.“You know I hate your mind games,” I snarled. “It’s not fair. I can’t even trust myself anymore. I can’t trust what I see, what I think…”“You can trust me.” Dr. Ivanov grinned.“I don’t. Why should I?”“Have I ever done anything to harm you? Think about it. Everything I’ve done has improved your life in some way.”“That doesn’t mean you won’t ever…”His pants fell and I momentarily forgot my argument, staring at his naked body. He stepped into the shower and grabbed my wrists, pulling my arms away so that I couldn’t hide myself.I swallowed. “Listen. You know I don’t like it. I’d be much more at ease if you would just…”“Liar. You like it at least as much as I do,” he chuckled.