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"…Julie?" The slightly dismayed question felt like it was coming from a million miles away, and Julie only barely managed to lever her unfocused eyes open enough to see Zoe standing over her with an expression on her face that mingled concern and dismay and no small amount of embarrassment. It should have been enough to make Julie whip her hand away from her pussy in blushing mortification, but somehow nothing about the situation seemed quite real and being caught behind the student union with her legs spread and two fingers up her cunt just seemed like part of the erotic reverie that was holding her in its spell. She couldn't even stop herself from smiling a dreamy, vacant smile as she responded.

"It was Paul," she sighed, her words underlaid by the soft squishing sound of her thrusting fingers. She had her skirt hiked up and her panties pulled over to the side, so there was no question of pretending that Zoe couldn't see exactly what she was doing, but somehow the sloppy noises of her gushing cunt made it all feel so much more visceral. "He, um, he showed me his pendant again and I… ohhh, fuck, Zoe, it made me so fucking wet…." Julie knew she didn't have to elaborate any further, not when Zoe knew what their mutual friend was capable of--Paul was already a senior, and he'd spent most of his time in college practicing his hypnosis skills with just about every woman on campus who had a conversation with him. Julie might have been sucked in deeper than most, but Zoe had felt that same delicious touch on her mind and knew exactly what it did.

Sure enough, Zoe let out a long, frustrated exhalation and squatted down next to Julie. "Okay, fine," she said, her mouth crinkling in consternation in that way that always made her look like Kermit the Frog. "But maybe you need to find a better place to, um, take care of yourself, hmm? I know there's not a ton of foot traffic back here, but people do pass by from time to time, and if it had been a stranger instead of someone you knew you might have gotten into a lot of trouble. Let's maybe, I dunno, get you into a bathroom stall or something, where you can, um… y'know, finish up… a little more privately." She didn't even bother to put a stop to it, Julie noticed. They both knew by now how irresistible Paul's suggestions could be.

Which only made them that much hotter. "Nuh, no, nnnh… it's fine, a-almost done," Julie whimpered, her voice heavy with strain as the thrill of being caught mingled with the bliss of hypnosis and the sheer transcendent ecstasy of fucking herself deeper into trance. "Guhh, guhh, gonna c-c-cum--" She broke off her halting speech with a choked grunt of pure overwhelming pleasure, her eyes rolling back in her head as her climax obliterated all thought, and the best part about it all was knowing that despite herself Zoe would watch her orgasm and think about all the times Paul had made her feel just as good. It would only be a matter of hours before Julie's friend would wind up trotting obediently back to Paul to get her itch scratched, and that meant she would get her programming reinforced, and that meant Julie… oh fuck. That meant she was being a good girl. And nothing stretched her climax out like that particular realization.