Hypnosis Cures What Ails Her Pt. 03

It was about a month before Cassie finished school that Anne called with news: she was going to come to town for a week to celebrate her niece’s graduation. “That’s wonderful! I’m sure she’ll love to see you. So will I for that matter. Think you can spare some time for me while you’re here?”

“I think we can figure something out. But there’s something I want to know first. Cassie told me something interesting the other day. What’s this about you hypnotizing her?”

I felt my heart leap into my throat wondering exactly what Cassie had told her aunt. “Yeah, uh, we mostly do it before she hits the gym. It works great for her track times.”

The line was silent for a moment. “Mmmhm. And that’s all?”

I struggled to control my voice. “I also tried to help with pain management when she had her injury. It didn’t work though.”

Another heavy silence before she finally sighed. “Look, I *want* to believe you. But Cait used to tell me about you hypnotizing her and all the things you two would do together. I can’t…” Anne took a deep breath and let it out before continuing. “I’m going to tell you something I’ve never told anyone. Not even Cait.” I closed my bedroom door and sat down.

“When I was about Cassie’s age I was… My father he… My father had too much to drink one night. I came home late. I saw him passed out in his recliner. I tried to wake him up and he… He pulled me on top of him. He put his hands up my skirt. He took his… He took his cock out and he rubbed it on me. At first I thought… I thought ‘Oh no, he thinks I’m mom’. Then he called me by my name. H-he stuck his fingers in me. He tried to take my shirt off. I tried to get off of him and he grabbed my arm and pulled me back. He tried to force my head down. I can still… I can still see his fat, sweaty cock. I managed to get away and he was too drunk to grab me. I ran. I ran to Cait’s room, locked the door, and slept in her bed. I heard him taking out on mom that night.”

Anne took a deep, shuddering breath as she composed herself. “Look, the reason I told you that is that it… changed me. And… and you could argue that nothing big even happened. I got groped. I didn’t fuck him. I didn’t even blow him. But still, I haven’t been able to trust men or get close to them. I’ve tried. I’ve been to therapy. I’ve tried to let it go. To move on. But it’s so hard. And I don’t want Cassie to go through the same thing.”

“Anne… I don’t-”

“It’s OK. I mean, it’s not OK, but it’s not your fault. Here’s the thing. I *do* trust you. At least as much as I can. You always did right by Cait, you’ve been a good father to Cassie, and I actually do care about you. I just… Don’t fuck this up OK? If I *ever* hear about you hurting my niece, if I ever find out you so much as touched her then they will never find your body. And that’s not an empty threat. I. Know. People. Understand?”

I didn’t even have to think to respond. “Anne, we’re on the same page. Anyone ever hurts my Cass and I’ll be digging the shallow grave right next to you.”

Anne let out a small laugh. “Oh please, I can pay people for that.” We both laughed for a long moment as the tension was broken. “Seriously though, whatever fucked up fantasy you’ve had about her, I do appreciate you not acting on it. I do think you need some distance from her and that house. I wasn’t kidding when I said you should move in with me after Cassie goes off to school.”

“About that…”

“Oh no…”

“Nothing bad, just that Cassie was counting on getting a scholarship and then she had her injury. We can still afford it, but she decided that she’d rather take a year off to decide what she wants to do.”

Anne sighed. “Well that’s not ideal, but it’s not a bad idea either.”

“Yeah. It’s OK though. We’ll figure it out. At worst it’s only a year.”

“Well if you need to get away for a while… you’re welcome to come to me.”

“Hmm… and what exactly could I expect when I get there?”

“Oh be patient. I’ll be coming to visit soon enough. And I’ll get a hotel room with a big bed.”

I grinned thinking about Anne riding me in her red dress. “Looking forward to it.”

—

Cassie was too preoccupied with finals to be very excited about her aunt coming to visit, but after she passed her last test she went back to her usual bubbling ball of energy. It seemed though that with her newfound excitement she was needing hypnosis sessions on a near daily basis. It all came to a head one afternoon. Ash was at work, I had just come back from the grocery store to get supplies for her graduation, and I heard Cassie’s voice from her bedroom. I went back to her room to ask for help unloading the car and then I saw her.

My daughter was naked, doubled over on her bed, knees on the mattress, hips in the air, her face buried in the pillow as she plowed her cunt with a dildo. She had been fucking herself so long that the smell of sex hit me like a brick wall. Her voice was muffled by the pillow so I hadn’t heard her clearly before but with her door open I could clearly hear her moans, her whimpers, her pleading. “Daddy please. Fuck me daddy.” Cassie’s head snapped to the side, as she heard her door open. She paused for half a heartbeat before she thrust the dildo back in, her juices running down her thighs. “Stay there. Watch me. Look at me. I’m so close Daddy. Just keep watching. I’m gonna- fuck- I’m gonna- GOD!” And her legs gave out. I watched as Cassie collapsed on the mattress, panting.

I took a deep breath, closed the door and went back to the car to finish unloading the groceries. With the bags inside I gripped the edge of the counter trying to control my breathing. Cassie’s hypnosis had worn off. We were home alone. I had just seen her fucking herself senseless as she called for me, and I was rock hard. I went back to my room and closed the door before lying on my bed. I heard my door open and opened my eyes. Cassie stood in the doorway, wearing only a set of lacy panties and bra that looked more like lingerie. “Hey there Cass. Need me to help you with that.”

Cassie smiled softly. “Yeah. Yeah I do.”

I closed my eyes, sighed and held up my hand. “Three, two, one, relax.” I snapped my fingers and rubbed my eyes. “How do you feel?”

She took a step closer. “Horny.”

My eyes snapped open as I realized what had happened. “Cassie? What’s going on?”

My daughter stepped between my legs, her nearly nude body mere inches from mine. “I’m tired of running from this Dad. I don’t want to be hypnotized any more. Not for this. I want you, and I’m not scared.” Cassie kissed me on the mouth and I attempted to back away but she climbed up on the bed on top of me. “I love you dad. I’ve always loved you and I want this. I know you want this too.” Cassie took my trembling hand and guided it to her hip. Reflexively I cupped her ass. “Mmmm.” she sighed contentedly. “That feels nice.”

I licked my lips and swallowed hard. “It does yeah, but we can’t. You know we can’t. I’m your father, this is-”

Cassie cut me off with a kiss. “I don’t care. We’re adults. We can decide for ourselves.” She kissed me again, my resistance waning as her tongue slipped into my mouth. My heart pounded as I felt Cassie press her body into mine, her hips grinding on mine as my cock swelled between us. Cassie’s moans filled my head as she ran her fingers through my hair. I gripped her ass tighter and slipped a finger under her panties feeling the wetness of her slit.

As much as I wanted it, as much as I wanted her, I still knew this was wrong. “Cass, please-”

“WHAT THE FUCK IS THIS?!” Both of us snapped out of our daze as we realized that somehow Anne had showed up without us noticing. “YOU FUCKING BASTARD! I’LL FUCKING KILL Y-”

Anne was cut off as Cassie launched herself off the bed, punching her aunt in the face. Anne fell back against the wall, stunned as Cassie landed awkwardly on the floor. Cassie got up holding her fist. “OW godDAMMIT! That fuckin’ hurt.”

Anne shook her head. “Cassie, what? What’s going on? Why are you…?”

Cassie shook her hand and flexed her fingers. “Sorry for the punch, I just, reacted. Sorry. As for what’s going on, well, I… I don’t know how else to say it. I want to fuck my dad. I love him, and I want to show him how much I love him.”

Anne tried to reach out to her niece. “Cassie you can’t possibly want-”

“I can and I do. Look, I know, it’s weird. It’s beyond weird. But I’ve been trying to fight this feeling for months, and I just don’t want to fight it anymore.”

Anne turned to me, furious. “Did you do this? Is this your fucking brainwashing?”

Cassie raised her fist again. “NO ANNE! I’m not brainwashed. Hell, he’s been using hypnosis to get me to stop. But I don’t want to stop anymore.” Cassie lowered her hand and took a deep breath. “I know it’s wrong. I don’t care. I know I might regret it. I don’t care. Right now, I’m just exhausted from trying to deny myself what I want. This might be a mistake, but it’s a mistake I want to make.” Cassie turned her attention back to me. “If he’ll have me.”

I looked back and forth between my daughter and my sister-in-law. “Anne, help?”

Anne shook her head. “I don’t know… I don’t know what to do. All I can think about is when… you know. I just can’t look at this without feeling so much pain and being so scared. I wish… I wish I wasn’t scared.”

Cassie opened her mouth to say something and stopped before she looked back and forth between us. “I have an idea. Do you think it’ll work dad?”

It took me a second to catch up to Cassie’s train of thought. “She would have to want it.”

“She just said she did.”

“That’s different and you know it.”

Anne growled. “STOP! Stop talking past me. What’s your idea?”

Cassie smiled brightly. “Hypnosis.”

Anne rolled her eyes. “Of course. Why do I bother?”

Cassie sat down on the bed and motioned for Anne to sit next to her. “Try it. I promise you that if it doesn’t work, then… then I’ll stop. I’ll go back to my room. Get dressed and do the best that I can to try and push those feelings back down.”

Anne sat down and took a deep breath. “How does this work?”

I pulled my office chair over and sat in front of her. “It has to be something you want. Even if you don’t want to admit that you want it. I’ll walk you through the process, but I can’t get you to do or feel something that you don’t want on some level.”