The Erotic Mind-Control Story Archive

I feel so strange.

Its as if I am dreaming, yet I know I am awake. Kind of. My body is extremely relaxed. Taaaaan extremadamente relajada. I cannot move my own muscles by the force of my will, because I have no will. But Mateo’s soothing voice is flowing through my mind, controlling me. I want to obey him.

“You will stand up, Miss Marina,” I hear the masseuse say. “Then you will follow me.”

My mind goes blank, my eyes slide open, and now I find that my body has the energy to rise off the massage table. Soon I am obediently following Mateo, through a small door in the back of the room. He leads me into a small, dark corridor.

I am still completely naked, of course, but I do not care. The ship’s air is warm. My skin feels completely comfortable. As I walk, I feel the smooth deck beneath my bare feet, my arms hanging limply at my sides, and my eyes remaining unfocused, gazing straight ahead. I feel so relaxed, without a care in the world.

Mateo leads me through another doorway, into a room painted bright pink, with a king-sized bed sporting red sheets dominating the far wall. I can’t look around because I lack the will to do so, but I think that hanging on the walls are several black-and-white photos of beautiful, naked women. The air smells faintly sweaty.

“Took you long enough,” another man grumbles as Mateo and I enter the room.

“Miss Marina, you will go and recline on the bed,” Mateo orders me.

“Si…” I reply automatically. My voice sounds flat and small.

Then, as commanded, I glide forward, towards the bed. There is a small mountain of cushions piled before the headboard. I sit down and then lean back against these pillows. Now I can see the rest of the room.

Across the room from me is a couch, and sitting on the couch is a man. I recognize him: Lascivo Grasso. The billionaire is wearing simple sweatpants and a faded black tee shirt, oversized. His hair is ruffled. If my mind weren’t so clouded, I might think that Lascivo looks positively ordinary.

Lascivo gazes at my nudity with hunger. “Put her out,” he orders.

“Miss Marina, sleep!” Mateo commands me, snapping his fingers.

And instantly, my eyes close. My body collapses into perfect relaxation, and I surrender my mind.

Even though I am under this powerful sleeping-spell, I can still overhear Lascivo and Mateo as they converse.

“I’ve been here almost twenty goddamn minutes,” grumbles Lascivo. “Was she a difficult subject?”

“No, Miss Marina was quite easily hypnotized,” replies Mateo. “She actually went much deeper into trance than her friend, that Sabine girl.”

“So what took so long?”

“Sabine insisted on getting her massage first. Don’t sweat it, Sabine’s under hypnosis too, and sleeping on the couch in my office. You want me to bring her in here?”

Lascivo pauses. “No,” he says plainly. “Forget that Sabine chick. We already did her. Erase her memory, convince her that she had the best massage ever, and program her to bring more models onto the ship next time.”

“You’re the boss,” Mateo says easily.

“Mmm,” Lascivo sighs happily. “Cara here is even more beautiful when she’s naked, isn’t she? Lookit her tits…”

“You say that about all the girls.”

“Aw, c’mon man! Have you ever seen titties more perfectly shaped than Cara’s girls? They’re the ideal shape. Two luscious grapefruits that fit right into a dude’s hands.”

Mateo sounds resigned. “Miss Marina has great titties, yeah.”

“So great,” agrees Lascivo. “Don’t call her ‘Miss Marina.’ I only want these girls called by their girl names.”

“Cara, sure.”

“Oh man, you shoulda seen Cara dancing at the club last night. She could make millions as a stripper.”

“Careful what you say, man,” Mateo warns. “Cara’s under deep hypnosis, but she’s not completely in my power. Not yet. I’ve still gotta do the bargain thing with her.”

“Right, right.”

“And don’t forget: Cara and Sabine came to the spa with their friend, that Columbian chick. What’s her name?”

“Darlisa,” Lascivo says, pronouncing each syllable with obvious lust. “Oh, she’s a hot piece of ass, fer sure.”

Mateo grumbles, “Yeah, well, Darlisa is still in the treatment room, getting her pedicure. I should hypnotize her, before she becomes suspicious.”

“Naw, we’ve gotta play with Cara right now,” insists Lascivo. “So signal Galese to delay Darlisa a while longer. Give Darlisa a free bikini wax, or something. I don’t care. Just stall her.”

“You’re the boss…” Mateo replies gamely. I here soft beeping, as he types into a smartphone.

“Ohhhhh fuck, Cara’s perfect, her face and body are just perfect,” Lascivo preens, and it sounds like he’s drooling. “She’s even better than how she’s described on modeldata.biz. I’m so fucking glad I bought that website. It makes screening the girls so much easier.”

“You own too much, dude,” Mateo says with disapproval.

But Lascivo doesn’t seem to be listening. “I know what I wanna do with her. Oh man, I know! Are you listening?”

“I’m listening.”

“Cara’s modeldata profile says that she won’t do shoots that have full nudity or erotic stuff or sexual material. So I wanna see her become a full nudie model before the camera. I want to photograph her totally in the buff, showing me everything. Everything! Do that to her.”

While these two men are talking, I am aware that they are discussing me… talking about my body… scheming to make me do things… controlling my thoughts… And yet, I do not care. I am so relaxed, so peaceful, so zonked out, that I’m just completely unconcerned about Lascivo’s plans.

Besides, I don’t think Mateo could make me pose in the nude. I would never do that. Nunca.

“I still have to commit Cara to the bargain,” Mateo reminds his boss, an edge in his voice. “You really shouldn’t be saying what we’re gonna make her do until I do the bargain with her.”

“Well, now I’ve seen her naked, and now that we know she can be hypnotized, let’s do it! Make the fucking bargain!”

I sense Mateo lean over me. A calm hand appears on my shoulder.

“Cara,” says Mateo, and now his powerful baritone fills my mind, “you will listen only to me. You are so deeply relaxed, that you care to only listen to the sound of my voice and only the sound of my voice. Nothing else occupies your thoughts.”

I can only listen to Mateo.

“And now, Cara, I will offer you a bargain. In your mind, in your imagination, from deep within your subconscious, I want you to think about something you want to change about yourself. Think of some goal, some deep desire you have, something you want more than anything else in the world. In a moment, I will snap my fingers, and when I do, that Important Something will instantly pop into your thoughts.”

Fascinated, I absorb Mateo’s words. But how could-

SNAP!

Suddenly, in my mind, I see the faces of young women: Of Yua Suzuki, the La Princesa crewmember whom I berated when I boarded the ship. Of the skinny waitress at Lvorne who didn’t know what a Sazerac was. Of Fattie Katie, the photography assistant who received my wrath when she couldn’t glue marijuana pasties over my nipples. I see these women’s faces, all cringing with fear at the very moment I screamed at them.

And in that instant, one thought blares across my mind: QUIERO SER UNA MEJOR PERSONA!

I want to be a better person!

“Yes,” Mateo rumbles, still dominating my consciousness. “See that goal in yourself so clearly, Cara. You want to achieve that goal, no matter what. Possessing that goal will be like your new superpower. You want that superpower, don’t you?”

I hear my own lips breathe: “Sí…”

“Very good, Cara. And now, because you are in deep hypnosis, you can have that goal. You can have it.”

I am hypnotized? How can I be hypnotized? Eso no tiene sentido. I’m so confused…

“I will permit you to have that goal, Cara. But only if you agree to my bargain. Do you want that goal? Will you accept my bargain?”

“lo quiero,” I moan softly.

“Then here is what you must do, Cara. You must go even deeper into hypnosis. You must surrender yourself completely to the trance. Completely surrender. You must give up the last shred of your will, just for an hour or so. You will become my grateful slave. You will happily obey and believe all that I tell you. You will have no will of your own. You will be my willing, hypnotized slave.”

Mateo pauses.

“Do you accept, Cara? If you accept my bargain, you will achieve your special goal upon awakening. You will nothing of this trance, but you will awaken with your goal within your own grasp. Do you accept?”

Quiero ser una mejor persona.

“Sí…” my voice says, all on its own. “I accept…”

I hear Lascivo gasp in delight.

“Excellent, Cara,” rumbles Mateo. “Excellent. And from this point on out, you can no longer resist any of my commands. You relax even deeper, and you become my slave. You have no will of your own; you have given your mind over to me completely. You relax even deeper, sinking into mindlessness and sweet obedience…”

I listen, captivated. All that Mateo says is true. I feel my body relaxing even more than ever. I have no will of my own. I am Mateo’s slave. I give my mind over to him completely.

“I am your master. You will think of me as your master, and always reply to every command by saying ‘Yes, Master.’ You will do this without hesitation or awareness of your submission. My control over you is absolute. You will obey.”

Yes. Mateo is my master.

I will obey him.

I will… obey…

“…one, two, three, four, …and… Five!”

I hear fingers snapping.

My eyes open. ¿Dónde estoy?

Oh. Oh, yes. I !

I sit up. I’m still in the little room with the pink walls, lying on the bed with red sheets. I’m absolutely naked, which is totally normal, right? Totalmente normal. I’m an erotic model, I do naked photo shoots all the time. So I’ll probably be exposing my pussy and my butthole in this shoot. Está bien.

I hop off the mattress, enjoying how the two men in the room are mesmerized by my nudity. Across from me, the photographer (Guau, he looks familiar!) is setting up a tripod with a high-def camera mounted atop. He stares at me as he works, his fingers fumbling a bit.

I smile at the cameraman. He’s wearing baggy sweatpants with a plain black tee shirt. Given his overweight gut, you’d think he’d want to look a little more professional, but… Eh, lo que sea.

“How do you want me to pose?” I ask curtly. “Because if you don’t have any poses in mind, I can always improvise. You want pussy shots, baby?”

“Yeah… yeah…” smirks the photographer. He runs an excited hand through his rumpled hair.

(The photographer’s name is Lascivo Grasso! I now!)

“Ningún problema,” I promise, already climbing back onto the bed. I remain on my hands and knees. Then I arch my back so that my ass sticks out, then I spread my legs as far apart as I can. Mr. Grasso should be able to see my pinkness from his angle.

“Oh my God…!” the photographer mumbles as he watches me. “Oh wait! Wait, I almost forgot the mark!”

“Shit, yeah,” grumbles Mateo. “Cara, stand up and look at me, eh?”

For a moment, my thoughts blur.

“Si, maestro,” I hear myself saying aloud. Yes, master.

I slid off the bed once more, and face this man, my arms at my sides. I must obey him.

“Blank mind,” Mateo tells me, ing one hand over my face.

And then, a strange fog permeates my brain. I can’t think. All I can do is stand in place and stare at the wall before me. My lips part slightly. I feel oddly peaceful and detached.

“Oh, it so gets me when you put them back into trance,” Lascivo says happily. “Its like, they’re your helpless puppets, or something.”

“Pretty much, yeah,” agrees Mateo. “Once they agree to the bargain, I completely own their mind.”

“Tell me again how it works?” Lascivo asks. “And, its now okay to talk openly in front of her, right? She can’t resist you now?”

“She’s mine,” Mateo nods. “See, under normal hypnotism, a person doesn’t do anything they don’t want to. But I get around that. I hypnotize the girls to realize some unfulfilled desire they have. Deep down inside, the girls want that desire, so they agree to my price. It’s a fair bargain.”

“Huh?”

“Cara and Sabine and all the other chicks we’re done in this room, they all agree to become helpless slaves because they are gaining something else. I hypnotize them to believe they’re attain a new superpower. That’s how the subconscious works.”

“Whatever, man. Now that Cara’s your mindless toy, let’s mark her and get back to the shoot. Oh, I’ve got such a stiffie for her…”

Mateo grunts in disapproval. “Where’s the Sharpie marker?”

“Here.”

“Umgh, fine. Hey, you wanna mark her this time? You’re obviously dying to touch her.”

“Me?” Lascivo balks. “No. Oh, no. I want you to do it.” He hesitates. “Right on the side of her left tit. Right there.”

Mateo stands next to me, and I feel his strong hand gently lift my left breast. The cool, wet, scratchy touch of a marker briefly dabs my skin. I smell ink.

“And on her ass,” Lascivo instructs, almost panting. “Right under her cheek, but where the camera will still see it. Make the dot a little smaller.”

Mateo moves again, now kneeling directly behind me. His fingers caress my right buttock.

“I don’t get you, man,” Mateo grumbles at Lascivo. “You have these girls secretly hypnotized, you make them act out your perverted little fantasies, you watch them getting fucked, and you film it all. You even put their videos on a dirty little corner of the Internet.”

I feel the marker gently poke me on the underside of my right buttock.

“But you never want to touch the girls,” Mateo continues. “Not once! All those hypnotized tits and butts and pussy, and you never want to indulge once? I gotta do it all?”

“Are you complaining?” Lascivo says frostily.

“No,” replies Mateo. “God, no. I just don’t get you, is all. You go through all this trouble to entrance the girls, and then all you do is watch me fuck them. You could just a porno for that.”

“I can’t touch these girls,” sniffed the billionaire. “These girls are slutty whores. Filthy, slutty whores. I won’t lay a finger on ‘em.”

“Yeah, none of what you just said is true,” Mateo says contemptuously. “But if you think that will assuage your guilt… Fine, whatever. Its your money.”

I hear a soft pop as he caps the marker.

“Wake her up,” orders Lascivo. “I want her to pose for me. Make her extra slutty.”

SNAP!

¿Eh? What the…?

I blink, wondering why my mind just wandered off. Oh bueno, no importa. I’m here for a nudie shoot, right? Let’s get to work.

“You want me on the bed?” I ask Lascivo. “Or bending over the mattress? What would be more sexy?”

“Uhh…” Lascivo considers, excitedly looking over my exposed body, from head to toe. “Yeeeeeah, bend over the mattress. Stand on your toes, and spread your legs as wide as you can.”

“Sure!” Already getting into the pose, I ask, “And you want me to stick my butt up? ¿Como esto? So you can see my pussy from behind?”

“Oh, fuck, yeah…” grins Lascivo, snapping away. “Oh shit, that’s hot. You’re good at this, Cara.”

I smile. “I do this all the time, baby. I love posing for sex photos.”

“Now, twist around and lean back on the bed. Keep your legs far apart. I want you to play with your pussy with your right hand, but your nipple with your left. Look into the camera. Look like you’re horny and you want a big man to fuck you.”

“Joder, sí…” I mutter, switching into this pose.

The camera clicks away…

My mind is blank once more. Am I sleeping? I think so…

“And now, Cara, when you next awaken, you will be utterly convinced that you are a skilled and famous porn actress, about to shoot your five hundredth film. I am your co-star, and you are eager to fuck me and be fucked by me, all on camera. Do you understand?”

“Si, maestro.” Yes, Master.

“What’s more: As we are fucking, you’ll discover that my cock drives you absolutely batshit fucking wild. The more you ride me, the more my cock will be driving you to the biggest, most mind-blowing orgasm you’ve ever had. When you cum—and you will cum—you will squirt with delight, allowing yourself to be overcome with raw, sexual emotion. The more we fuck, the wilder and hornier you get. You must obey these commands. Do you understand?”

“Si, maestro.”

“Very good. Awakening on one…”

“…and… Action!” Lascivo, the director shouts.

I feel the studio lights upon me. I’m naked, in place on the set, and my pussy is wet. I’m ready to shoot. ¡Vamos!

In a flash, I begin the scene. Standing before me is my co-star, Mateo, fully naked and erect. He’s gazing at me hungrily, absently stroking himself. ¡Dios mío, su chorizo es enorme! So hot. Just behind Mateo is Luscivo, filming us. The camera is placed so that I am filmed from the front, Mateo from behind. I’m ready.

Like a tigress, I pounce. I feel the wall of sweaty muscle that is Mateo’s body press against mine. My breasts squish and then roll to the sides as we stand chest-to-chest with one another. I feel his powerful sausage poke at my flat stomach as I seize him by his shining chest muscles.

“Agárrame de la tresero,” I moan as my lips brush his. “¡Agárrame fuerte!”

Mateo’s two hands clamp onto my butt cheeks, and I experience a rush of erotic frenzy. ¡Oh, mierda! His fingers drive me wild. I can’t resist him.

Mateo and I kiss, we kiss so hard, our teeth clink together. I smell his manly flesh and the spiced shampoo in his hair. His warm body enflames my senses! The sheen of sweat across his chest rubs against my skin. Mmmmmmm, I want him to touch me, I want him to touch me so bad, right in la coño, oh fuck!

Panting like a beast, my lips eagerly tear at his. ¡Dios mío! I shoot a lot of porn, but damn is Mateo hot! I’ve lost control. I lean into him even closer, delighted that my nipples are erect and somehow rubbing against his musky skin. His hands are still fastened onto my butt, and I want him to pull me up and onto his waiting cock.

“Oh fuck!” I gasp as Mateo’s mouth wanders off, down my neck. My head rolls back, lifting my tits high. I want him to suck me, I want Mateo’s tongue to lick my nips, then I want him to slurp on my pechos like mad.

I want him so bad. My pussy is so wet, I can almost feel myself dribbling down the inside of my legs. Maybe if this shoot goes on, the director will want Mateo to eat me out on camera? I hope so.

One of Mateo’s strong hands slides up my back, ing me. He wants me to lean back. We shift our weight, with me putting one hand onto the bed for balance. I feel my hair tumble down into the open air behind me.

Then, Mateo’s rough lips are on my breasts, licking and kissing them como loco. Oh fuck! I’m getting so horny, my toes are starting to twinkle. (Is that proper English? “twinkle”?) I can feel myself tremble as the air in the room grows hotter. I’m breathing so hard, I might start to hyperventilate. I’ve lost control.

“¡Vamos a follar!” I cry out. “¡Vete a la mierda fuerte!”

In my ion, I forget that the porn audience might not understand Spanish. “Fuck me, baby!” I squeal. “Fuck me so hard!!!”

Mateo pulls me onto my feet, and I waste no time. I grab him by the shoulders.

“¡Sube a la cama!” I bark, not caring which language I’m speaking. “¡Súbete a la cama, perra!”

Half-pushing, I get Mateo lying face-up on the bed, his erect chorizo pointing at his face, stiffer than an oak. ¡Dios, se ve enorme!

I don’t the stage directions for this porno, and furthermore, I don’t care. I’m gonna ride Mateo cowgirl-style for the sheer pleasure of it. It’ll make a fucking awesome shot. Eso es todo lo que importa.

With a quick hop, I’m up on the bed, straddling Mateo’s lean body. I stand on my knees, lining myself up quickly, grabbing his dick and pushing it up into my…

…ah…!

Oh fuck! I gasp as Mateo’s tip penetrates me. You know, while I always love the jodido, the hard boning, there’s something about that moment when the cock tip first slips inside your vayjayjay. Mmmmm, a mamá le gusta. I cry out loud, and I hear Mateo grunt in pleasure.

Then… allowing my eyes to close… I slowly flex my knees. I feel Mateo’s shaft push up inside my wetness.

Oh shit, the…! Fuck! Words fail me. I whimper as my coño sings with sheer pleasure. Oh mierda, esto se siente bien! Mateo is both long and thick, and that means that he presses hard against my special spot. I feel light-headed.

And then, I’m bouncing away, unable to stop myself. I hop like mad, as if Mateo is a pogo stick, and I am going to ride him all around the world. Fuck! My pussy is so wild! I feel my hair whip about my head, as I must be thrashing my neck in all directions.

As I fuck, I can feel Mateo’s body beneath me, tense and breathing heavily and sweating like a pig. Sometime my outstretched fingertips bounce off his chest muscles or his abs. He feels like he’s gonna sprain something! Oh man!

“Oh fuck! ¡Oh mierda, amo tu mano, cógeme duro! Oh! Oh! Oh! Oh!” I cry out, having no control over my own voice. I can feel my pussy swelling with sensation..!

As I fuck Mateo, I’m dimly aware of Lascivo moving the camera closer. I hope we nail this climax. Because I’m not sure I can fuck this hard in a second take.

Oh, fuck! Fuck, fuck, fuck, fuck, fuuuuuuck, FUUUUUUUUUUUUUCK…!

OH YES!!!

Feeling like a rocketship blasting off the launchpad, I feel my own pussy explode with wet happiness. A rainbow of erotic colors splashes over my whole body, causing every muscle to tense and spasm at the same time. For an instant, my brain completely vanishes. Its like…

Guau.

Beneath me, I feel Mateo kick, and then a warm sensation fills my pussy. He’s cumming.

I love it when my costar cums inside me.

Laughing quietly, I continue riding Mateo, feeling the orgasm cascade throughout my body. God, I hope every woman can feel like this when she makes love. I feel relaxed and pure now.

Mateo and I fuck one another, slowing our bodies and our breathing. The bedsheets are damp with sweat, and the air is thick and musky. My lover rests his grateful hands atop my thighs, and I appreciate his touch. We made a connection. Genial.

I love shooting porn.

“And now, Cara, you fall even deeper into absolute relaxation. You are my slave, and you must obey my commands.”

I’m not sure where I am… but it doesn’t matter.

My eyes are closed. I think I am lying face-up on the sweaty bed, my arms and legs heavy and useless. My breathing is slow and deep. My mind is a blank.

I am waiting for my Master to command me.

“You go even deeper, Cara,” Mateo instructs me. “You cannot resist.”

I cannot resist.

“There,” Mateo mumbles, no longer talking to me. “She’s under. She’s mine again.”

“She’s magnificent,” sighs Lascivo, standing somewhere above me. “Lookit how hot she is, just lying there. She’s so beautiful.”

Mateo laughs. “Goddamn, this girl can fuck! I thought my dick would explode while inside her. You sure she’s not a sex worker or something?”

“Not Cara,” Lascivo replies firmly. “My internet bots checked her out thoroughly.”

“Eh, too bad. She’d make a fortune fucking billionaires.” Mateo hesitates. “Maybe we can do her again…?”

“No,” says Lascivo, and now his voice is firm and cold. “No, we only fuck these women once. Just once. Once they spread their legs and they ride your cock, they’re slutty whores. Filthy, slutty whores.”

“Sure, fine.” Mateo sounds disappointed.

“Tonight, we’ll hypnotize that blonde actress,” instructs Lascivo. “Whats-her-name? You know, the young hot one who was in that princess comedy movie? I wanna see her naked and sweaty and getting rammed from behind. So rest up your cock.”

“Yep.”

“Program Cara, then send her back to her friends,” Lascivo continues. “Give her all the usual instructions. She’s never to this ever happened. I don’t wanna wind up like Epstein.”

“Got it, boss. You still want Cara to watch her own porno video?”

Sounding peeved, Lascivo retorts, “Of course she has to! That’s the main part of this fetish. That’s the part that really gets me off. Knowing that these slutty whores will watch themselves in a cheap porno, but never understand what they did… Oh, shit, that’s hot. You’ve gotta put those commands in Cara’s mind. Just like all the others.”

“You got it,” Mateo allows.

I hear Lascivo leave the room. Then Mateo’s hand appears on my shoulder. I feel his magic claim my thoughts and my will once more.

“And now, Cara,” my master tells me, “you relax even deeper, going deeper into complete obedience. You want only to obey my every command.”

Yes. I want only to obey my master’s every command.

“And now, Cara, you will forget. You will forget everything that you have done in this red room. You will forget the posing, the porn, the sex, all of it. You will completely forget about Lascivo Grasso, and you will forget everything that you’ve done with me. Your memory is now completely emptied of all recollections from this room.”

As my master speaks, I can absently sense memories leaving my head… Wait, what did I just forget? Did something happen in this room?

…I can’t … No puedo recorder.

Oh well, it doesn’t matter.

“When you next see your friends, Cara, you will completely believe that you had the most amazing massage of your life. You will feel relaxed and tingly and so delighted that you came to the Spa Diamant. You will be convinced that you were on the massage table this whole time.”

I was on the massage table the whole time. I it all now… Oh, wait until I can brag to Dar and Sabine about the work Mateo did on me!

“I have more instructions for you, Cara. In a few days time, you will feel compelled to visit liveamateurgirls.com. You will put your name into the search bar. When you find a video posted recently of a young Mexican woman fucking a man cowgirl-style, you will feel compelled to watch it. At first, you will wonder if that young woman could be you. But when you spot black moles on the woman’s tit and ass, you are instantly convinced that this woman cannot be you. Before you click away from the video, you will send it to at least one friend, someone who might confront you later about this. liveamateurgirls.com.”

The website name sinks deep into my sleeping mind: liveamateurgirls.com.

“And finally, Cara, our bargain. When you leave the ship, you will discover that you possess a new superpower, a superpower that you’ve always wanted but never been able to achieve. It is yours. You will be unaware of how you got this power, but that won’t matter. The power is yours.

“In a moment, I will snap my fingers. When I do, you will automatically open your eyes, but remain deep in a trance. You will obediently follow me back into the massage room. When you lie down onto the massage table, your thoughts will go blank. You will awaken from deep hypnosis, forgetting all that I have told you to forget, but still obeying every last command I have placed within your subconscious mind. You cannot resist.”

I cannot resist. My master commands me.

I hear the snap of two fingers. Without any thought, I open my eyes and rise to my feet…