Date: Tue, 18 Aug 2015 09:27:28 -0400
From: Sasha Steele <sashadankatutu@gmail.com>
Subject: The Magic Box (part four) by Sasha Steele

   The Magic Box (part four)
   by Sasha Steele

   Layla looked admiringly at her image in the mirror while one of her
hypnotized minions knelt before her adjusting a garter strap on her
stocking. She had her man-maids work in shifts like volunteers at some
charity only it was Layla who was this charity's only benefit. She picked
only young buff guys as her maids. Made them wear short skirted maid
uniforms, stockings and heels.

   Detective Jason Hawk had no idea the extent of her power to influence
others Layla thought. When she first discovered the power of the magic box
Layla was paranoid. Afraid some guy she brought home would come out of the
hypnotic trance while her cock was still up his ass and beat the crap out
of her or maybe call the cops. But as time went on Layla found there was no
body coming out of the trance. Her victims were stuck for life and Layla
could make them do anything she wanted.

   As Layla grew more confident with her new power she became more blatant
with the use of it. The stage act was simply an ego trip. A means by which
to strut her stuff in front of an audience while dressed in a sexy little
outfit. On stage Layla had become more and more brazen. Lately she'd been
getting a hardon as she picked guys from the audience she wanted to fuck.
And last week Layla had to pee so bad she stood to the rear of the stage,
spread her legs, squatted slightly and peed through her costume panties
while Modesto put the hypnotized volunteers through their paces. Too she'd
become Layla more often than she was Kendal Keyes. He was only around
occasionally when business required it. A great inconvenience soon to be
dispensed with altogether..

Then came detective Hawk the only other person beside herself not effected
by the box's magic. While the mere thought of Hawk on his knees in front of
her made Layla's cock hard, just like it was right now, the old paranoia
crept back in. He'd caught her off guard in her Kenda Keyes persona. She
tried to cast the insecurity aside. If Hawk wasn't hypnotized he sure as
hell acted like it. Could it be that he was hypnotized? If not by the box
then by her? After all he'd sucked her off twice. That thought empowered
Layla. She felt that she could probably make Hawk do anything she wanted
him to do, just like those she'd hypnotized.

   Layla examined her image in the mirror. Of course he's hypnotized by me
Layla thought. How could he not be. Sure she'd put on a few pounds but her
girdle brought in her waist giving her that sensual hour glass full figured
beauty look. She placed a hand on one of her fleshy man tits. Felt the hard
nub of her nipple through the thin material of her pretty brassier, just
like Hawk had done the day before. It felt so good. Layla's hand went to
the hard cock tenting her panties outward. Mmmmmm. That felt even better.
Oh Hawk, I'm going show you things you've only dreamed of before she
thought.

   "Get my dress," Layla told her man-maid.

   All heads turned to the click of high heels on the marble floor of the
swanky restaurant at the Savoy hotel as the voluptuous blond in a red
paisley dress strolled in. Layla sashayed over to Hawk and folded her sexy
round butt onto the chair across the table from him. Sasha's dress was a
paisley patterned material, its color mostly red. The dress was sleeveless
with a square neckline. It had a full skirt that fell to just above the
knee. And the bodice fit snugly to Layla's slightly heavy-set torso. She
had on nude tone stockings, white pumps and carried a matching white
handbag. Her long platinum-blond hair cascaded over her shoulders and hung
down her back in gentle ringlets.

   "You look beautiful Layla," Hawk said. "What can I get you to drink?"

   Layla ordered a martini. Shit he looks hot she thought looking at Hawk.
And thinking about how she was going to fuck him, Layla's hardon came back
with a vengeance.

  "What?" Hawk asked noticing the far away look on Layla's pretty, though
heavily made up face.

  The server came with the drinks and took their food order.

   "I've booked a room for us," Layla said.

  Hawk raised an eyebrow. "Oh?"

  After supper they had a few cocktails in the bar over small talk until
the throbbing in Layla's hard cock could no longer wait to be satisfied.
They kissed in the elevator and at the door where Layla had Hawk pinned
against the wall as she pressed her erection into his. And again inside the
hotel room where Layla finally announced her desires.

   "I'm going suck your cock dry and fuck your brains out all night Hawk.
I'm going to fuck your mouth. I'm going to fuck your ass."

   Layla was breathing heavily. She pressed down on the tenting in her
dress. Her panties were wet. Her cock was out of control. Layla had never
been this horny. Had never been this desperate to fuck anyone. She grabbed
hold of Hawk and kissed him again while undulating her rock hard cock into
him. Then Layla turned her back to Hawk.

   "Undo my dress," she ordered.

   Hawk worked the zipper. Helped Layla slip the dress over her shoulders.
She turned back to Hawk. Slipped the dress over her arms and wriggled it
over her ample hips, over the massive hardon in her white panties and let
it drop to the floor where she stepped out of it. Layla stood before Hawk
in her underwear. She was a bit fat but the girdle she wore rendered her
body a shapely sensuous contour. Layla's massive erection tented the crotch
of her shiny white panties out below the bottom edge of her white girdle
with its short garter belts. Her panties were dripping wet where they
stretched over the tip of her cock. Layla turned in a slow circle in front
of Hawk.

   "Don't you think I'm sexy Hawk?" She purred in that low sultry voice of
hers. "Aren't you hypnotized by me?"

   Layla's panties had a full seat that showcased her big round bum as the
back of the girdle rode upward to her hips where it did up in back. Her
stockings were hooked to the garters high up on her smooth thighs, the
seams in back straight. Her brassier, also white, hugged Layla's fleshy man
tits, which where rather flat as they where formed only of the slight bit
of fat on her chest. The brassier was trimmed with lace and had a bow in
center. Very pretty.

   "Take off your clothes. All of them. I want to see you naked," she told
Hawk.

   Hawk stripped himself naked. His cock was two inches shorter than
Layla's ten incher, not as thick or his balls as large as hers but it was a
good sized cock that stood upward at an angle in its full erection. He had
pubic hair and chest hair, not a lot but just enough hair to make him
manly. Hawk was well muscled, rugged, strong. Layla's type exactly. They
kissed. Hawk felt Layla's hard pantied wetness nudge against his naked
crotch.

   She sank to her knees. Took Hawks throbbing rod into her mouth and deep
throated him. Hawk moaned as Layla sucked him off. Her head bobbed up and
down as his shaft slid in and out of her moist mouth. Each time her face
pressed against him and he could feel her breath whiff against his pubis
hair. Layla hummed as though she were a child enjoying a sweet for the
first time. And suddenly Hawk was desperate to cum.

   "Ah, I'm gonna cum," he moaned.

  Hawk took hold of Layla's head and held her to him as he pressed his cock
forward into the furthest reaches of her wanton mouth. He cried out in
ecstasy with the pure pleasure of his release. Layla's head jerked back as
Hawk's strong ejaculation assaulted the back of her throat. She cupped her
lips around the shaft to receive the remainder of his cum in her mouth
cavity and savored its oddly sweet yet salty taste. Layla got to her feet.
She Kissed Hawk and he caught the taste of his own cum on her tongue.

   "Turn around," Layla said breathing lustfully.

  Hawk turned around and Layla pressured him downward so that he was bent
over with his hands resting on the bed. She got down on her knees behind
him. Hawk felt her breath on his ass. Then he felt Layla's hands on his
butt, spreading his cheeks and her hot tongue slide upward over his anus.
That made Hawk shiver. Oh fuck! Layla was licking his asshole and it felt
so good his hardon was back. Layla ate Hawks ass for a while then stood up
and freed her dripping wet cock from her panties to fuck him.

   Hawk felt his anus stretch in a most peculiar way as Layla's long thick
shaft entered him. Fuck, her cock is so big Hawk thought. Discomfort and
fear of the odd sensation of having his virgin ass fucked for the very
first time gave way to the extreme desire to be fucked by Layla. Layla
reach around grasping hold of his now throbbing hard cock to masturbate
Hawk as she fucked him. Her motions had become quick and fast. Hawk heard
her moan with each thrust pushing deeper and deeper into his rectum. Layla
was going to cum. Her hand was feverishly working his cock. Hawk was going
to cum too.

   Layla let go of Hawk's cock and he took over stroking it as he came in a
heavy discharge on the bed. Layla grasped hold of Hawk's hips. Her thrusts
were wild and frantic now and she was practically shouting in desperation
to cum. Then her motions stopped and Layla held him there motionless for a
brief moment before the explosion occurred, the volcano erupted and the
flood gates opened to fill Hawk's ass with Layla's hot cum.

   Layla collapsed onto Hawk's back breathing heavily. She drank and
smoked, ate too much, was lazy and out of shape. Fucking was the only
exercise Layla participated in. A sexual athlete? She'd have to ask Hawk in
the morning. Layla withdrew her cock from his ass. Hawk stood, turned to
her and they kissed. This time it  was his own ass that Hawk tasted on
Layla's tongue. And he liked it.

   "Undress me," Layla said.

   Hawk knelt to undo the garters to Layla's stockings and she wondered how
he'd look in a maid's uniform. He stood while she turned so that he could
undo the back of her girdle and remove it. Then turned back to him. Layla's
shiny white panties were pulled up high onto her paunchy belly. Her
softening cock and large scrotum protruded from the left leg hole. Hawk
helped Layla wriggle out of them. He pulled Layla's panties all the way
down to her ankles. She stepped out then turned back around for him to undo
her bra. Layla slipped it off and turned back revealing to Hawk her fleshy
little man-tits. She then sat on the bed so he could remove her shoes and
stockings.

   Layla sat naked on the bed. She had brought an overnight bag when she'd
checked in - a change of clothes, her makeup, toiletries, a silk powder
blue nightie. Over packed as most women, or in this case a transvestite,
do.

   "Fetch my nightie," she ordered.

   Layla lifted her arms and Hawk slipped the nightie over them, over her
head and onto her soft torso. Layla fixed her long hair over it. Hawk drew
the nightie panties up Layla's smooth legs. Placed high heeled lounging
slippers on her feet. Layla stood. Hawk drew her panties all the way up and
adjusted Layla's cock into their crotch. The short flared top hid Layla's
belly but not her big ass. They embraced. Hawk placed his hands on her ass.
He could feel the firm muscle beneath a thick layer of soft adipose on
Layla's rounded butt cheeks.

   There was a vanity in the room with a large collection of makeup and
personal products Layla had brought with her to the hotel. Hawk watched the
rise and fall of her butt cheeks as Layla walked the short distance to the
vanity and sat down in a chair in front of it. She looked at herself in the
mirror. Turned her face one way then the other and flicked her hair back.

   "My wig," she said and Hawk removed Layla's platinum-blond hair with its
long gentle ringlets.

   When Hawk had caught Layla in her Kendal Keyes persona the day before
she was in the last throws of her business turnover. Kendal's hair was thin
and limp in the early stages of premature balding. Layla hated it. And so,
with no further use for Kendal Keyes she had gotten rid of it altogether.
Hawk removed Layla's wig to reveal her completely bald dome that looked
like a shiny cue ball contrasted sharply against her heavily made up face.
Layla stood and kissed Hawk. He was still naked and his cock was hard
again.

   "Help me pee," she said.

   Hawk stood behind and slightly to the right of Layla. She felt his
hardness press against her butt as he reached around to free her cock from
her nightie panties. Layla closed her eyes and leaned her head back against
Hawk as he directed her stream into the toilet water. He kissed her on the
neck. Layla brought her hand to Hawk's head as he did so. Finished her piss
Hawk shook off the dribbles and returned Layla's cock to her panties. It
had begun to stiffen. And by the time Layla laid back against the stack of
pillows on the bed her cock was in a full blown erection.

   "Suck my cock," she ordered.

   Hawk knelt on the bed between Layla's spread legs and removed her hard
cock through a leg hole of her nightie panties. He gently stroked it and
felt its unbending solidness. Hawk hunkered down and took Layla's big hard
cock into his mouth. His head bobbed up and down as he blew her. Layla
tilted her bald head back against the pillows and moaned. And when she came
Layla pressed down on his head while at the same time lifting her hips to
push her cock as far as possible down Hawk's throat. Layla closed her eyes
and moaned loudly as she came in Hawk's mouth. Hawk loved the taste of
Layla's cum so swallowed it all.

   They were both spent and so slept soundly that night. Next morning Hawk
sat in the restaurant reading the paper over morning coffee while Layla got
herself ready. He heard the click of her heels and looked up to watch as
Layla walked over to him. Layla was wearing a black A-frame dress that fell
to mid thigh. It had a high round neck line and three quarter sleeves. She
wore dark stockings with back seams and black stilettos pumps. Her makeup
was dark. Lips and nails bright red. Her platinum-blond hair long and
loose.

   And though Layla's dress was a loose fit, while she walked causing the
skirt to draw a bit tighter with each step, one could catch, though barely
visible, an odd recurring bulge in her crotch. That is if one knew what to
look for. Hawk knew.

   End of this story

  If you liked this story and want more let me know. I have in mind another
detective story (Key West Detective) and a western story (Prudence) for
you. Which do you prefer first. Also, I'm not quite finished with the Brogyn
character from the (heQueen of Kor) series. If you want more of him, or any
other character for that matter, let me know. I love writing about them.
Sasha.