For the Patrons - N.C.U. - Part 11

Key: MC, FD

Description: With Rayne completely in charge of the show, she pulls out the (almost) cliche Orgasm Gun for a little fun with her friends. 

“Ladies and gentlemen, there is an old tradition in stage hypnosis shows…” Rayne began in a cocky tone. “A special little gag that I think you will all enjoy watching our wonderfully helpless volunteers have some fun with.” She waited as Laura brought out a small item and subtly handed it to Rayne so it would remain hidden to the audience. Rayen stood center stage with a bit of a smirk on her face, letting the audience wonder what she had for several moments. Finally, she held up what looked like a toy space gun. Complete with all of the flashing lights and sound effects you would expect. “Ladies and gentlemen,” Rayne said confidently, “I give you...The Orgasm Gun!” 

The audience lit up with a mixture of laughter and applause as the girls on stage remained slumped in their chairs, still in a nice, deep, hypnotic sleep. Jessy was still shirtless with her blue bra on display, while Klaire’s left breast was exposed thanks to the cut of her shirt. Next to them, Christine was completely topless with her ample breasts on display for the audience to enjoy. 

As the applause died down, Rayne moved slowly to the front of the stage, twirling the toy gun around her finger like a gunslinger. “Ladies…in a moment you are going to wake up, and this wonderful little weapon I have in my hand is going to have some very...arousing and sexual effects on you. Anyone that I point it at is going to see a beam hit their body, and will instantly feel the most powerful and overwhelming orgasm that you’ve ever had. So powerful, in fact, that if you orgasm for too long…you may find your body overloading with pleasure and simply…passing out.” 

From their places behind the row of hypnotized girls, Trisha smiled deviously as Laura blushed in embarrassment. Of course she played it off with a defensive laugh. Rayne, for the most part, kept her composure and only allowed a tiny, confident smirk to play across her lips. “And now, ladies…wake up on three. One...two...three!” She finished, giving the audience a thousand watt smile. 

The audience watched with bated breath as the girls slowly sat up in their chairs and emerged from their trances. It was becoming clear to the audience, as well as our hypnotists, that the girls were waking up less and less with each time they were put under. Their expressions remained relaxed and sleepy, even after waking, and their eyes never really lost that glazed, hypnotized look. The three girls in one state of undress or another were also too far gone to really even notice...or care. It seemed completely natural to them, much to the delight of the men in the audience. 

Rayne surveyed the girls as she casually pointed the orgasmic weapon at them one by one. “Now, who should I pick…first.” To the delight of both Rayne and the audience, the girls seemed to be following the weapon as if, on some level, they knew it was dangerous…in a very unique way. Almost like it was holding them hostage. 

As their gazes nervously followed Rayne, she noticed that Jennifer seemed ready to speak up. Of course, being a police officer Rayne could only assume she was going to say something about gun safety or responsibility. But before she had the chance, Rayne aimed the toy at her and pulled the trigger. 

The gun lit up like...well, like a child’s toy, actually. Complete with stereotypical “WooWooWooWoo” laser sounds as all of the lights moved down the barrel of the gun. At the very end, a flashing red light shone out in a remarkably bright and narrow beam that lit up Jennifer’s shirt as the light washed over her. The results were…explosive. 

The moment the gun illuminated Jennifer’s chest, indicating that she’d been hit, she let out a gasp and fell back in her chair. Her eyes flew open as she began panting and moaning, not enough for the audience to hear, unfortunately, but more than enough for Eve and Lindsey, on either side of her. As Jennifer’s body convulsed, she stared at Rayne with a mixture of surprise, pleasure, embarrassment, and desire written on her face. As much as she wanted Rayne to stop, she also didn’t want her to turn the gun off. 

A moment later the beam finally stopped and Jennifer let out a sigh as she began to relax. Her orgasm faded almost instantly, but her face remained flushed as she panted and tried to catch her breath. Rayne couldn’t help but be amused at the disappointment that she was failing to hide. 

While Jennifer was preoccupied, the rest of the girls had sat up in their chairs with piqued interest. They took turns looking between Rayne and Jennifer with curious...and mildly worried...expressions. Of course Rayne had no intention of keeping them in suspense for long, and a moment later the sound of the gun filled the room again as everyone followed the light down to Carly. Her mouth opened as a tiny shriek of pleasure tried to escape, a blush creeping over her chest and face as she shivered in pleasure. She was gripping the bottom of her chair with white knuckles as her body began to shake, but to the audience’s surprise no sound came from her. 

The beam of light continued to wash over Carly for some time, although she never made another sound despite the shivering and writhing of her body. The look on her face was a cross between intense pleasure and outright pain as her hands gripped the chair even tighter. But as quickly as it began, the beam of light disappeared and she fell back against her chair, looking dizzy and almost dazed as she sighed in relief.  

In the meantime, Rayne had gotten a taste of power...and it was quickly going to her head. She aimed the toy at Jackie next and pulled the trigger. The young woman instantly sat up in her chair and started to moan loudly as she slid her hands along her neck and her chest. Her body shifted and began rocking back and forth against the chair, giving the audience the impression that she was sitting on someone’s...well, we’ll go with lap...and getting a great deal of pleasure from it. 

The others watched closely as Rayne let go of the trigger and the beam of light disappeared. That, however, didn’t stop Jackie as she continued to slowly grind against the non-existent man she was imagining inside of her. But without the gun  the pleasure just wasn’t the same and finally she sighed in frustration and opened her eyes, giving Rayne an annoyed look. 

Rayne was grinning almost maniacally as she swung the gun around and fired at her next target. The beam of light hit Lindsey square in the chest, and even though she knew what was coming, she couldn’t help but gasp in surprise. Her body began shuddering from the pleasure as she moaned and began rocking her butt against the chair as if she was being taken from behind. “That’s it…oh yeah, right there.”  She moaned, biting her lower lip while her eyes fluttered and rolled into her head. 

Next to her, Jennifer covered her face with her hand in embarrassment. “Oh my god, Linds, you’re such a slut.” She muttered under her breath, even though Lindsey was far too distracted to care. Her eyes had completely closed while her body continued rocking back against the chair and the man she envisioned in her mind. Her moans filled the stage as she bent over, giving the audience quite the show as her breasts shook forward and back. Before the show turned any more x-rated, the beam disappeared and Lindsey jerked to her feet, eyes flying open in confusion. Almost as if she had been in her own little trance the entire time. 

The rest of the girls could barely keep up as Rayne fired the orgasm gun yet again. This time it hit Cheyenne, and instantly the young coed’s eyes rolled into her head as she tilted her chest forward and head back. Her tongue slid out of her mouth and slowly began to swirl around something invisible in front of her, while her hand slipped between her legs as she began rubbing herself. By then, more than a few of the men in the audience realized she was envisioning bringing herself to orgasm while giving the invisible man before her a blow job. The sounds of the audience didn’t hinder Cheyenne in the slightest as she enjoyed the fantasy in her mind while the pleasure from the orgasm gun washed over her again and again. 

A moment later the sound of the gun faded, but to Rayne’s surprise Cheyenne didn’t seem to register that it had happened. She was too deeply lost in her own fantasy, and her finger was allowing the stimulation she was feeling to continue. Without the constant effects of the gun, though, she began to emerge from her fantasy, slowly lowering her head and licking her lips as her eyes opened. When she realized what she had been doing in front of a live audience, she gasped in shock and horror as her face turned bright red. 

Rayne couldn’t help but giggle at Cheyenne’s response before aiming the gun in Eve’s direction and firing. The tall brunette instantly arched her back in a way that made her chest jut out, which, given how tight her clothes were, gave the audience quite the show. Her face went slack as she quietly began to moan. “Oh yes…yes…oh god…right there…oh yes…yeeesss…” Her chest began rising and falling more quickly as her breathing increased to a slow pant, making her breasts bounce nicely for the enjoyment of the crowd. 

Rayne held the gun in place for a bit longer, bringing Eve the closest to any of the girls to actually finishing her climax. But, just like the others, she ended the effects of the beam just before the poor girl could enjoy her release. 

By now it was clear to the audience that Rayne had spared three girls in particular from enjoying the pleasure of the orgasm gun...and for good reason. She had spared the girls that were already in various states of undress. After a few moments of suspense, she put the gun to her lips and kissed the barrel as she slowly turned to face Klaire, Jessy and Christine. “Hello ladies.” She said, grinning deviously. “Time to give our dear audience a bit more of a show...” she finished, slowly making her way over to them. 

“Don’t you dare.” Klaire said under her breath, just loud enough for the audience to hear. 

Rayne raised the gun and aimed it at Klaire. “Oh? And why not?” She said innocently. 

Klaire opened her mouth to speak when she was cut off by the sound of the gun firing. Her eyes darted to Rayne and she let out a sigh of relief when she saw that she was not the target...this time. Moments later she heard Jessy start to moan in pleasure. When she turned around, the busty young woman had put her head down and closed her eyes tightly while her breasts bounced softly. Almost as if she was trying to control the pleasure that was swimming through her body at high speeds. 

The look on Rayne’s face was one of delight as she turned the gun a fraction of an inch and allowed the light to hit Christine as well. Her eyes flew open as she realized what had happened, a low moan escaping from her lips as her body began twitching in a very slow, almost rhythmic pattern. She took a deep breath as her back arched, allowing her to sit up straight for a moment before slumping down in her chair as another moan escaped. The contrast between the two well endowed young women was quite pleasant to watch. Although their state of undress, Jessy still in her blue bra and Christine completely topless, didn’t hurt at all either. 

Rayne held down the trigger with a look of power hungry deviousness as she brought both Jessy and Christine closer to orgasm. But just as it looked like Jessy would finally be the first to succumb, the gun stopped. Jessy slumped back in her chair and, for a brief moment, Rayne thought she had finally overdone it, but as the effects of the gun wore off she opened her eyes and blushed. 

In contrast, Christine seemed almost happy to have nearly orgasmed as she slowly caught her breath. Her breasts jutted out as she smiled proudly at the fact that she had managed to hold out and not faint. Of course she still didn’t realize she was topless, she was still giving the audience quite the show to enjoy...which, of course, they did. Every last minute of it, in fact. 

Klaire looked at the two girls with a mix of surprise and relief. That is, until she realized that she was the only one left. Her head turned slowly to look at Rayne, only to see the redhead aiming the orgasmic weapon directly at her. 

In a tone that sounded eerily similar to something from Return of the Jedi, intentionally, Rayne grinned and said, “Now…my dear roommate. You. Will. Cum!” 

Klaire glared at her roommate, annoyance and anger plain on her face. She never spoke, because before she was given that chance...the orgasm gun fired. Directly at her.  

To be Continued!