jukeboxemcsa: I don’t necessarily think of myself as an “evil hypnotist”, but I do

jukeboxemcsa:

I don’t necessarily think of myself as an “evil hypnotist”, but I do sometimes admit to the label of “chaotic neutral hypnotist”. Take Laurie, for instance. One of her favorite fantasies is the idea that she’s a perfectly normal, smart young woman (which she is) but that sinister mind controllers are piping a signal into her television to make her horny and suggestible. And once the subliminal messages have wormed their way into her brain, she can’t stop watching. Her eyes are locked onto the screen while her pussy gets wetter and her nipples throb more and more intensely, until she’s mindlessly masturbating and begging to be an obedient slave.

Now, in her fantasies, they get to her by corrupting her favorite pornographic videos. But she’s been letting me hypnotize her for ages now, and she’s responsive enough to my commands at this point that there’s very little she won’t accept automatically and unthinkingly. And did I mention “chaotic neutral”? So I put a little trigger in her brain that tells her the next time she watches television, she always finds that whatever program is on, the mind controllers have gotten to it. They’re pumping subliminals through the screen, brainwashing her into mounting, mindless arousal and an inability to look away. Even if it’s just on in the background, her attention will slowly, inexorably drift to the show until she can’t stop herself from watching it and masturbating. And when she’s done being ‘programmed’, she will come to me for further instructions.

Naturally, I’m careful about when and where I use my triggers. It wouldn’t do to make her do this if we’re staying over at her mother’s house or something. But I have to confess, I use this one a lot when we’re at home. It’s just so damn hot to turn on the TV and watch her glance out of the corner of her eye at the screen, over and over, each time getting more absorbed in the flickering images, until she walks in a daze to stare directly at it, her arousal visibly seeping through the fabric of her clothes, her fingers slowly sliding down to tease her wet pussy as she rubs and moans and loses all her will to the subliminal messages she just knows are there.

And yes, it’s pretty damn funny to watch her masturbate like that when the thing she’s being uncontrollably aroused by Rachael Ray making a salad. I’m not exactly evil, but I make no apologies either.

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