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kirathewarrior1999:

hypnotized-things:

@kirathewarrior1999 is so fucking gorgeous.

Don’t you agree?

I thought you would. You couldn’t say NO if you tried.

Reblog this if you’d breed me

Does it count if I’d get a man to do it for me?

You wouldn’t be short on volunteers lol you’d probably have a long line in fact!

“And awake! Hmm, okay, well I guess that didn’t work…” I said, stroking my chin.

“Huh?!” Amber replied, shaking her head. “Did it work? Did you hypnotise me?”

“No, I’m afraid not.” I shrugged. “It looks like you were right. You can’t be hypnotised after all. Now, what did you did you say would happen if you won the bet?”

“Well, if you were able to hypnotise, you were going to walk away and stop pestering me. And if you couldn’t hypnotise me, you were going to invite me back to your place. Is, is that right?” she rubbed her head feeling incredibly fuzzy.

“Yes, that’s absolutely right and not at all the other way round. Shall we go to my house?” I asked.

Jumping up, she took my offered hand and we walked down to my house.

Several trances later…

“I can’t believe we’re about to do this!” she said with a giggle as she jumped onto bed.

“What do you mean?”

“I’ve been in love with you for as long as I can remember! It’s like my entire life has been leading up to this moment! Seriously, I’ve got butterflies!! And maybe afterwards you could,” she stopped mid-sentence and bit her lip, moaning softly.

I knew what she wanted.

“Would you like me to try and hypnotise you again, Amber?”

“Oh. yes, please! Would you?!” she replied, bouncing up and down on the bed excitedly. “It’s so hot watching you wave that silly crystal in front of me as you talk in that lovely relaxing voice. It’s almost enough to make me fall to sleep! But enough talk, right now all I want to do is ride you!”

A week later

The balcony is as far as amber’s been from my bedroom since she came back here last week; not that she has any desire to leave anyway. The outside world was nothing but a dangerous and distant nightmare to her now.

All she knew was that she was safe here with me as I helped to understand her place in my world. As she sat slumped against the balcony railings keeping her eyes locked on mine, it was pretty clear that she understood her place very well.

“i love being hypnotised by You over and over again.” she moaned, rubbing her pussy. “Being brainwashed by You makes my mind soft and my pussy wet. i need You to tell me what to do. i feel weak, lost, and confused unless i’m obeying Your commands.”

“That’s very good, kitten.”

“i’ve always been Your property. i’ve never been with anyone but You. i don’t need or want anyone but You in my life. i don’t trust anyone but You. You are my Saviour.”

“I’m so glad you feel that way. Continue.”

“i’m always wet and ready to be fucked any time You want. In my mouth, in my pussy, in my ass, between my tits. i’ll do anything You want in any position. i can’t say no to You. i love emptying Your balls onto my face. In my mouth. On my tits. In my pussy. In my ass. Being Your brainwashed fuckdoll makes me feel so happy and special.”

“It sounds like you’ve adjusted well to your life. Let’s go back inside and you can show Me how much you enjoy being a fuckdoll.”

“Yes, Master! i love being used by You!”

From the moment she saw me, she knew it was over and began walking back up the beach toward me, not even trying to run.

“How did you find me?” she asked, stopping a few metres from me.

“Simple.” I said, trying to hide a smug grin. “You told me where you were. Eversince you walked out, you’ve called me and told me everything I needed to know. “

“I…” she winced and replayed the last week from when she left.

“I know you’re not that naive.” I replied, shrugging. “All those women you helped me to brainwash. You saw the script I worked from as I pushed backdoors into their pretty little heads, just in case. Did you think I wouldn’t do the same to you?”

“I don’t remember calling you.” she said frantically. “Why don’t I remember?”

“It’s just easier that way. You’ll trance, call me, tell me about your day, and then we’d have a little fun.”

“How do I know you’re telling the tr-”

She froze as I slipped into her head.

Unblocking the last few days, memories suddenly appeared in her mind. Now she could recall our calls each night with crystal clarity.

With a telephone in one hand and her pussy in the other, she would recount her day to me, becoming more and more aroused as she betrayed herself until finally she came, thanked me and hung up.

Unfrozen, she blinked and walked forward.

“Okay.” she said softly with a smile. “Let’s go home.”

Holding up her hand, I took it and we walked back to the car.

A few days later

Walking back into the bedroom, she began to stir.

“Welcome back! How are you feeling?”

“Mmm! Kinda woozy, Master!” she purred as I walked back into the bedroom. “Did i black out again?”

“Yes. I think I need to dial down your pleasure when I cum. It’s still way too h-”

“Don’t You dare, Master! i love cumming so hard that i see stars!”

“Well, if you insist. Anyway,” I said, clearing my throat as I changed the subject. “I’ve got a client this afternoon. He’s the first since you ran off. Are you okay sitting in?”

“Of course, Master! What is it?”

“The usual. He’s rich, and undersexed. She’s a gold digger and wants a divorce. He’s convinced her to come to me to discuss ”

“Okay, so he wants You to turn her into the his horny, obedient trophy wife?”

“Something like that. He’s got a shopping list of requirements.”

“Let me guess,“ she grinned “one of them is that she has a new found love of pussy.”

Now it was my turn to grin.

“Pretty much. You don’t mind, do you? Showing her the ropes, so to speak?”

“Getting eaten out by a woman as my Master turns her into a brainwashed fuckdoll? God, no! i’m getting wet just thinking about it! In fact, why don’t You get back up here and see if You can make me see stars again!”

Author notes:

Image (Stefanie Knight) was suggested by @thecrimsoncommanderfromthispost.

“Hi! This is Paul and Jenna. We’re sorry but we’re not here right now, please leave a message after the beep!”

*BEEP*

“Hi Paul. I know it’s late but I just wanted to check in. I’ve been off my feet all day. I went to the wellness seminar today and it was really good; better than I expected! Lots of breathing and concentration exercises. Afterwards I chatted to The Speaker and He introduced me to a group of like-minded women. We all spent the afternoon in a circle chanting and talking about ourselves. Anyway, I’m going to bed now. Talk to you tomorrow, maybe.”

*CLICK*

Looking at the scene on the bed, she watched three of her new friends hungrily sucking His cock and stroking His shaft.

“jenna? Are you finished?” He asked, not looking up.

“Yes, my Master!” she replied, standing up and scurrying over. “i am here to serve You with my mind and body!”

“Good. My dick’s nice and wet. You know what to do.”

“Yes, Master, thank You, Master!” she purred, mounting Him.

emily looked herself in the mirror and was suddenly hit with a strange feeling that something was horribly, horribly wrong.

“i shouldn’t be doing this.“ she whispered to herself. "It’s not right.”

she thought about her time at Bimbo University since she arrived a few days ago. At first, she was frightened and tried to escape but thankfully the Teachers quickly subdued her and plugged her mind and body into The Machine.

Once it was switched on, escape quickly became the very last thing on her mind as her re-education began. her former life as a CEO was erased, replaced with memories of serving her Master, emily’s subordinate in a past life.

Thoughts and ideas solidified in her mind. she wanted to marry Him, give Him all her money and pump her chest full of plastic until she was the obedient fuckdoll He deserved.

emily heard a creak and jumped with delight as Master poked His head around the door.

“Ready, darling?” he asked, hanging on the frame.

“Yes, Master!” she squealed. her fingers ran over her wet cunt. He made her so wet.

What was she thinking about? emily thought briefly but struggled to remember. Unless it had something to do with serving Master, it probably wasn’t important, and so she shrugged and giggled.

“There. Everything’s perfect now!” she said, turning to head to her graduation ceremony.

“Hello? Master?”

“Trudie? Everything okay? You sound upset. What’s up?”

“Master, It’s my sister. She just turned up unannounced.”

“Shit. How does she even have the address?”

“I left a forwarding address after I left my apartment just in case any mail didn’t get redirected.”

“Okay,” he sighed, “well, does she suspect anything?”

“I’m pretty sure she does, Master. I think I’ve done something very naughty and I think You need to come home and fix it for your silly slave.”

“What did you do?”

“I um, I panicked… I tied her up and gagged her. Then I slipped the device on her head. I didn’t know what to do, Master, and she was asking me why I didn’t tell her I was getting new tits, or that I’d moved out of my apartment suddenly. I’m so sorry, Master. I thought she was going to take me away from You and I couldn’t-”

“Ah… Just calm Trudes, everything’s gonna be okay. I’m on my way back now. You probably should have waited for me before you put the device on her head. I’ve only tested it on you. Wait…Hold on, Is that porn I can hear in the background, or your sister?”

“It’s my sister, Master.”

“But she’s moaning like she’s in heat. Oh no, what level did you set it at?…How long has it been on her head?”

“Um, the dial is pointing to 9 and she’s been in it for about 30 minutes.”

“Holy fuck! Okay, turn it down to 2 right now. Maybe 1. Just to keep her ticking over.”

“I’m sorry, Master. Did I do wrong?”

“Well, let me put it this way. On our first date I put you on level 5 and you were begging to suck my cock after 10 minutes. The strength doubles with every level. So level 9 is about… Fuck, 16 times stronger than level 5. God knows how she’s feeling now.”

“Okay, Master. Thank you, Master.”

“Right. I’m in the car. I’ll be there in 5 minutes. Whatever you do, don’t touch her. Her skin is probably super-sensitive right now, so whatever you tied her up with is probably driving her wild right now.”

Taking a deep breath, I plugged the device into the phone system and flicked the switch. I half-expected it to make a loud popping sound as the company still hadn’t upgraded to 21st Century phones. The device made a satisfying whirring noise but thankfully there was nobody around my desk to hear it.

Heart pounding in my chest, I picked up my phone and dialled the reception desk. A second later, my target picked up her phone.

“Hello, CT Systems, Gemma speaking. How may I help you?”

I tapped a switch on the device and heard a loud loud hissing. Shit. Too high.

“H-hello?”she said, pulling the phone away from her ear. “I think there’s a problem with the line. Can you hear me?”

Dialling it down a few levels, the hissing cleared, with only the expected soft buzzing sound remaining.

“That’s bett… Gemma? Can you hear me?” I said into the phone, stifling a giddy laugh.

“Yes, I can hear you fine now. Wait? Is that Dave?” she asked, looking up. “Why the fuck are you calling me when you’re sat across the room? And what that noise?”

I knew Gemma couldn’t care less about it. She just saw me as lechering creep. In fairness, I probably had spent far too many hours staring at her tits from across the office.

“That noise was my new invention. What do you think of it?”

“Is that the big box you carried in earlier? All I heard was an annoying crackling on the line, and now it’s just a weird buzzing. Look, I’m too busy right now. I’ve got too much to do today and you’re wasting my time tying up my pho-.”

“No, wait…” he panicked. “You don’t want to hang up. You want to stay on the line and talk to me. Er… You love talking to me because the sound of my voice is extremely interesting.”

Gemma froze mid sentence, still staring across the office at me.

“Gemma? C-can you hear me?” I asked after a few seconds of silence.

“…Yes.” she replied finally.

A deep sigh of relief.

“Good. Tell me, why didn’t you hang up?”

“Why would I hang up? I love talking to you! You have such an interesting voice.“ her voice sounded soft and feminine, not the brash, aggressive one I was used to.

I nearly squealed with delight but tried to hold my cool.

“Wow… Holy shit! Oh God! Okay, okay… Stick to the script, Dave… Right, erm, you’ve got your writing pad with you? Yes of course you do… Okay, Gemma. I want you to do something for m- no, that’s not right. You want to do something for me… First, you’re going to write down your mobile number and your measurements for me. You’ll be completely honest because you don’t want to lie to me.”

“Write down my mobile number.. Measurements… Okay. Doing that now…” she said, scribbling on her pad.

“And, you find me incredibly attractive.” I blurted out. It felt weird saying it. “Yes, you want to be my girlfriend more than anything. Er, wait… Do you have a boyfriend?”

She didn’t say anything for several seconds but I could see her face turning to a bright smile, licking her lips.

“I… Not really. He’s just a guy I fuck from time to time. What about you? A guy like you has to have a girlfriend! Lucky gal!” she giggled. Fuck, she’s already flirting with me!

I think my erection just raised the desk a couple of inches.

“Er… No, no girlfriend currently.” I said, clearing my throat and lowering my voice an octave.

“Oh, that’s shame! Well, if you’re looking out for one then you’ve got my number now, ha! Oh gosh, I can’t believe I just came onto you like that! I’ll bet you can see my face turning red and blotchy, can’t you!”

Her face was glowing, but it made her even hotter.

“Not at all. You look beautiful.”

“Oh stop!” she giggled again. “Why don’t you come over here and grab my numbers, and maybe we can er, firm up our plans?”

I slammed the receiver down and sprinted over to her desk. She continued giggling as she saw me approaching.

“Wow! You’re eager. I like that!” she said, cooing as she put the phone down. “Here’s what you asked for! Say… Why do you need my measurements anyway?”

“I er…” I floundered. Crap, I didn’t explain whyshe’d want to give me her measurements. “I was going to get you a gift? … Would that be weird?”

“Oh my god, no of course not! Oh, that’s so sweet and kind and thoughtful!” she gushed.

Recovered!

“Listen…”she said as she whispered and leant over, showing even more of her cleavage. “I’m not usually this forward, and correct me if I’m wrong but it’s pretty clear there’s a mutual attraction here. Am I right? Please tell me I’m right!?”

“I think that’s a fairly accurate statement, yes.” Now I was the one to blush.

She jumped up and down a couple of times and her boobs almost flew out of her top.

“Okay, well look, I’m not a wine-and-dine kinda gal. As I said before, I’ve got a guy on the hook, but he’s only good for one thing and there’s no point keeping him around anymore if you’re in the picture. Buuuut…” she said, twirling her hair in her finger. “I only live a couple of blocks away. Why don’t I uh, give you a tour of my apartment at lunch? And maybe you could double check my measurements?” she said with a wink, lowering her top a little.

Thank God the office was so quiet today.

“I can’t see why I’d want to refuse an offer like that!” I laughed, louder than I intended. “Lemme know when you’d like to leave and I’ll swing by your desk.”

“Aww, sweetie! You’re such a gentleman!”

The rest of the morning was more than a little awkward. My concentration was shot. I spent it switching between trying to work, looking at lingerie sites, and responding to Gemma’s requests as she added and followed me on one social network after another.

I called her up a couple more times, dialling up her arousal. Telling her she was aroused and wanted to fuck me bad. She ate it all up, and I’m pretty sure she was stroking herself under the desk.

I was frankly amazed that we managed to keep our hands off each other as we walked to her apartment. By the time we got to her building, we were practically running.

The tour was extremely brief.

“Kitchen. Bathroom. Spare bedroom slash walk in closet. Lounge. And last but not least, my bedroom! Let’s have a look in there, shall we?” she said, almost frantic.

She sat down on the bed, breathing heavily as she stroked her body before she began to unbutton her top.

Oh God! I’m positively soaked!” she moaned, not even trying to hold back. “I probably shouldn’t be telling you this, but, you know when I went to the ladies room earlier?”

I pretended not to notice her trip to the toilet an hour before but I couldn’t help it. Watching her tits as they bounced past me, and then her ass as she walked past. I nodded slowly with a gulp as she discarded her top and began to unhook her bra.

“Well, I had to throw my panties away. They were drenched. I thought about putting them under the dryer, but then it would have made the office smell like Gemma Juice!”

“That sounds like a tasty drink!” I laughed

“Ha! You’re funny!” she swatted. “But I seriously thought about maybe dropping them off at your desk as a little present of my own, but I wondered if it wasn’t too much, seeing how we hadn’t even been on a date!”

“I wouldn’t have minded. Would have been a nice memento!”

She thought about it for a moment. I wondered if I’d gone too far. But she brought her panties up.

“You know, it’s odd,” she started, “if any other guy had said that, or even you just yesterday, I would have thought they were being really weird and creepy… But today, I’m looking at you in this whole different light, and now the thought that a super hot guy like you wants my soaked panties just gets me sooo turned on!”

I didn’t say anything, and just watched as she peeled her clothes off.

“I wonder if anyone would notice me coming back from lunch in a different outfit?”

“You’re the hottest woman in the the office. They notice pretty much every outfit you wear.” I said as I began to undress.

“You’re really are sweet, Dave. I can’t believe you’re still single. If we have time, we could go and buy that nice present you wanted to get me and I could wear it at the office this afternoon?!”

“I uh, I don’t think it’s the type of think you’d wear in the office.”

“Ooh! You were gonna buy me some lingerie?! I love it! You know, I’ve got quite a few pieces myself that I could model for you? A few classy numbers and a whole lot of kinky outfits as well! What if we could go out for a meal while I’m wearing it underneath! Everyone would be looking at my boobs but they’d have no idea that I’m dressed like a slut underneath.” she giggled.

“Your slut!” she added, laying back on the bed and moaning as she rubbed her shaved, wet pussy.

I loved this side of her.

“Please,” she whimpered, “Please fuck me! I’m so wet for you inside me! I’ve never wanted anyone as bad as I want you right now!”

I didn’t need to say anything. The moment I climbed onto the bed, she grabbed my dick and pulled it deep into her pussy.

Neither of us had any chance and I watched her eyes flutter and pussy clench as she came on my dick as I emptied into her a moment later.

As we sat in the post-fuck haze, kissing and cuddling. I saw an ocean of endless possibilities in front of us.

“I’m going to call you again later.” I said, playing with her boobs. “We have a lot to discuss.”

“Mmm! I’d like that.” she purred. “You have such an interesting voice!”

Ella sat facing ahead and watched the woman out of the corner of her eye, wondering what her crime had been.

It must have been bad if it warranted a public use sentence. They only handed those out for serious offences like wearing underwear or talking back to Men.

Was she fully aware? She seemed so peaceful, and yet so laser-focussed on the cock in her mouth, sucking and moaning with programmed pleasure.

He reached around and pushed her head down to the base of His dick, jerking as He shot His load into her throat. She continued to moan, as if she were deriving her own enjoyment from it.

Finally, finished, He pushed her off and sat back down. The girl thanked Him for cumming in her mouth and slid back onto the floor with her legs spread, smiling, ready for her next user. Her eyes glazed over as she waited. She would stay like that until the next Man came along and grabbed her.

Ella went back to looking at the street and realised she’d missed several stops.

Shit. It’d take over another hour to get into work now and she was already on three demerits. Two more this month and she could end up like the woman on the floor. 

She wished.

Author notes: I really like the fantasy of a dystopian future where a patriarchy reasserts control over the population. Not too dissimilar from The Handmaid’s Tale, the idea that women find themselves reduced to non-citizens (or mindless pleasure drones if they resist) seems incredibly hot.

Taking a shortcut through a few alleys, Jennifer nearly stumbled into a woman, or rather her boobs. Taking a step back, she hurriedly apologised and was about to continue on her way home when she looked closer at the woman.

“Katherine? Katherine? Is that you?” Jennifer remembered her from university as someone with a bright future ahead of her.

The woman stared ahead, emotionless.

“It is! Wow, I haven’t seen you in ages. You look, uh different but… Katherine? Uh, are you okay? Do you need me to call someone? Are you still with that guy? Greg, is it? Do you want me to-”

Her eyes adjusted and she focused on Jennifer for the first time. There didn’t seem to be any recognition though.

“Greg? That’s my Master! Hi! i’m kat and you must be my play date! Master didn’t say you were a woman!” she said with a grin, licking her lips.

“Um?… Mas-” she said, taking a step back.

“i don’t mind though! sure, i like eating pussy, but i like dick the most! i just lurve a big cock to suck and fuck! It makes my cunt sooo gooey! Tee hee!” she jumped up and down, nearly causing her boobs to spill out.

“Uh, Katherine, you’re scaring me. I think I’m gonna call for hel- HEY!”

Katherine reached up and took the phone, smashing it on the floor.

“It’s kat, and i don’t need help, silly! Dizzy fucktoys like us have Men to help us! Do you have a Man? Aren’t Men just the greatest?!”

“Um…”

“mine loves to tell me everything! What to do, what to say, what to wear, how to think. Even which butt plug to wear while I’m cleaning His house! i don’t need to have thoughts of my own, unless He wants me to! How lucky am i?! Master even lets me go on play dates with other Men. They let me eat at much cum as i want! i’m such a lucky slut!”

“What the hell? This isn’t you. W-wait, did Greg do something to you?”

Katherine pouted.

“i can see you’re not my client. You’re someone from my past. But don’t worry! Master told me what to do if that happened!”

She looked around the deserted alley and then back at Jennifer as she took something out of her pocket and aimed it her her face.

Before she could react, Katherine pressed it and a pink mist sprayed into her face. Coughing, she took deep breaths, inhaling more and more of it until her lungs felt warm. The feeling quickly spread across her chest, up to her face, and down to her pussy.

“I…er…” she tried, but words were hard to come by. She rubbed her head. It suddenly felt so fuzzy.

“Sshhh, silly!” Katherine said, putting a finger on her lips. There was a sudden urge to part her lips and suck on her finger but it passed as Katherine leaned in and whispered. “i think you should come with me! My Master will know what to do with you!”

“Yes. I… I should come with you…” she replied. It made perfect sense. “Your master will know what to do with me… Wait. No… I…”

Katherine’s tongue darted into Jennifer’s mouth, quickly evaporating any resolve she might have had. Her hands began moving of their own accord, squeezing Katherine’s body.

After a long few minutes when Katherine pulled away, Jennifer wasn’t resisting anymore. If anything she wanted Katherine’s tongue back in her mouth.

“Mmm! That was good, but you need Master to tell you what to do next. Don’t worry, everything will be fine, and soon you’ll be able to go on your own play dates as well! Won’t that be nice?! Tee hee!”

“Yes… Nice…” Jennifer muttered as Katherine led her away from her home towards her new life..

Sharon gasped as the stack of papers atop the copier spilled onto the floor. Bending down to pick them up, she chided herself for her complete lack of concentration.

As she scooped and sorted them, she spied the title of a document printed out.

EMPLOYEE BRAINWASHING PROGRESS REPORT
WEEK 3

Sharon felt a sudden jerk in her stomach, as if the world was falling away beneath her.

Effects of the exposure to gas pumped in through air vents proved to be the best delivery method. Suggest using this method going forward. Use of injections only to be used in extreme cases of employee resistance.

She vaguely recalled a gas leak a few weeks ago. It happened while she was sat in the board room with the other board members, back when she had a boring job with real responsibility.

A strange purple gas had begun flooding out of the vents in the wall. She and the others tried to get out but the doors but their arms and legs wouldn’t move. And so, they sat there as the gas filled the room, unable to do anything but breathe it in.

After a few minutes, the fog had dispersed and a suited man wearing a gas mask walked in and surveyed the scene. He waved a small device around and looked at the display before pulling it off. That had been the first time Sharon had met her future Master.

The board members sat and listened intently as he explained how he was taking over their company. He would be using their organisation as a testbed for an invention he had created, and explained that they were all demoted to secretaries and office eye candy.

At first they were fearful, but then he helpfully explained that they should be delighted at the idea, and suddenly there were shrieks of joy. He grabbed Sharon’s arm and lifted her up, bending her over the desk. She yielded to him without resistance as he parted her legs and shoved his dick into her. A silly grin appeared on her face, and her eyes lolled around as he pounded her cunt.

He was still talking and explaining new things but she was no longer paying attention. The others simply watched with glee as the chairwoman came on their new owner’s dick and blacked out.

Feeling a wave of dizziness, Sharon’s pussy squirmed and her thoughts snapped back to the present.

‘There’s no such thing as brainwashing.’ Sharon chuckled to herself. ‘And now I’m running late for Master’s lunchtime blowjob.’

Elizabeth squirmed and groaned as she stroked her body and outfit.

“She can’t see me like this.” she said, rubbing her crotch.

“Why not?”

“I look like some sort of fetish wet dream.”

“Are you worried she might like it?”

“No, I’m worried I might give her a heart attack!”

“Kayleigh’s only a year older than you. She won’t have a heart attack. Besides, I thought you enjoyed wearing clothes like that?”

“Oh I do! I love it! I love dressing like a slut for you!” she rubbed her crotch harder and moaned as she pushed and squeezed her tits. It always felt oddly wonderful to tell him that, and he seemed to appreciate it.

Her eyelids fluttered rapidly and I thought she was going to cum there and then.

“I really want to do this. Not just for you, but for me. I want everyone to know what I am. But, there’s this nagging voice in my head telling me that something’s terribly, terribly wrong.”

Her conflict was plain to see, and entirely my doing. I knew I had to fix it.

“Lizzie’s calm place.”

I watched as her turmoil vanished in an instant as her hands dropped to her side.

She took a deep breath and let out a sigh of relief. Her face was placid and she had a silly smile that made her look drunk.

“Thank you, Sir. I feel very calm now.”

“That’s a good girl, Lizzie. Now, keep stroking and listen to me very carefully…”

Elizabeth blinked, then squirmed as she continued to stroke her body and outfit.

“Ready?” she asked, her face looking like she wanted to tear my clothes off and mount me.

“That depends. Do you have any doubts?”

“Doubts?! No, of course not! Don’t be silly! I’m actually quite looking forward to seeing the look on my sister’s face when I tell her I’ve become your horny hypnoslut!”

“Good. Aaaand what if she freaks out?”

“Well, do you still have the chloroform and rope from our first date?” she asked with a wink as she pinched her nipples.

“Of course…”

“Then get it ready for when she comes. Even on the off-chance she’s totally into being hypnotised by her sister’s boyfriend/master, I still want to see her tied up and drugged into a trance!”

“My my. You’re so kinky, Lizzie! Where do you get your ideas from?”

“I don’t know! They just come to me when I’m feeling nice and calm!”

Lounge knelt and watched the doorway patiently. Master hadn’t walked through it for several hours and she couldn’t move from this spot unless it was to hydrate or relieve herself.

Somewhere in the house, she could hear Master with Bedroom 1, Bedroom 2, and the new girl who had yet to be assigned a new identity. He’d spent a lot of time and money on having her brainwashed and improved, so she knew He’d be ‘getting His money’s worth’ before He decided to pay Lounge’s holes a visit.

Lounge didn’t mind though. She loved Master and understood she needed to wait for her turn with Him. Then, just like the others, she’d make sure it was the best sex of His life, as it always was for her.

Whenever their Master wasn’t using them, they liked nothing better than to watch their favourite show. Master had created it to help them to better understand their lives as His fuckdolls, and His efforts made them feel so special. So happy and obedient.

And when it ended, their cunts would be soaking and eager with desire for their Master once more.

Author notes: A composite of a few different images.Still playing with distance blurring. The women in the photo are Jillian Janson and Sabrina Banks.

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Stephanie, now living a life of luxury on her master’s private island, hones her newly discovered psychic abilities per her master’s command.

She must use her special abilities to find more talented individuals to work for the one she blindly serves.

Focusing her powers, Stephanie sees a vision of a hot brunette getting on a bus. Her name is Savannah, and she is about to have the encounter of a lifetime.

This story is approx. ~6300 words long.

“The trigger worked perfectly, master.” The dark haired one said, wearing a radiant smile.

“We are your little dress up fuck dolls now.” The leftmost blonde said, happily hooking her thumb in the hem of her skirt, showing her pink panties.

“We bought the clothes the hypnotic mirror in the dressing room told us to.” The dark haired one said, lifting the hem of her short yellow skirt.

“It’s my first time wearing heels, master. I hope it pleases you.” The one wearing red heels and a pony tail said, a light Russian accent in her voice.

“We broke up with our boyfriends, too.” The rightmost blonde leaned on the girl next to her, rubbing her thigh.

“We are so thankful you selected us, master.” The blonde in the middle said, pressing her perfect ass on that of the curly haired blonde standing next to her.

“Please fuck us, master. Ever since we left the store that’s all we can think of.” They all said, in near unison.

He was rock hard even before they opened their cock-worthy mouths, and now he was about ready to explode. Six beautiful young women, under his complete control simply because they happened to enter a certain dressing room at a certain store at a certain time.

Selected by fate, they were now nameless objects for his pleasure. Nothing more.

He let his trousers fall to the floor, approached the blonde in the middle, the one with the pink skirt.
He bent her over and ceremoniously penetrated her from behind, pressing his pelvis on her soft cheeks.
She deserved a reward for showing the most amount of ass in the group, after all, and her pussy was so fucking tight.

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Peter works as the top assistant to one of the most powerful men in the country, senator Gary Green.
It’s a stressful time for the young man, caused by a big corruption scandal centering around his esteemed mentor and boss.
The protests grew larger every day, and it was starting to seem like both Peter, and the senator will end up losing their jobs.

To make matters worse, the face of the protests was the beautiful Beverly Reese.
In addition to being a budding and talented movie star and fashion model, Beverly studied at a highly respected Ivy League university.
Intelligent and Charismatic, the gorgeous celebrity coed was the worst political opponent Peter could have imagined.

Peter and the senator made their way to the university, to have a meeting with Beverly and her shadow, Tanya.

When the senator shamelessly asked the two beautiful ladies to put a nice, lewd show on for them, the young man was sure his career was doomed.
He was even more shocked, when the two nubile coeds agreed to the senator’s dirty demand, and did as they were told with a willing and compliant smile on their pretty faces.

Peter was going to get a hot and steamy inside look into what political power can truly bring him.

This story is approx. ~11,000 words long.

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Two beautiful fashion models become the unwitting subjects in a mad scientist’s research, as he plots his revenge. They become his mindless dolls, capable of pleasing him with their perfect bodies, and barely anything else.

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Tales of lust and passion are bound to take place when a hypnotic spiral comes into play.

The spinning colors capable of drawing even the most willful eyes into a pit of blissful obedience. The flowing inward motion that makes anyone want to drown their mind in the ever deepening center. A properly placed and timed spiral is bound to leave any attractive woman with a mesmerized smile on her face and a submissive song in her heart.

Kevin knows that all too well.
He gets a surprise visit from a friend he knew back home. She came to check out the dorms before moving in, and figured she’d pop in.

Rain was always an adventurous, free spirited girl, eager to try new things.
Seeing her in a whole new light, Kevin decides to show Rain a very special spiral on his computer, and open her eyes to many new and exciting first experiences. And it just so happens all those new experiences involve him, her, fewer clothes, and an ever growing amount of carnal heat.

This story is approx. ~7,900 words long.

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Excerpt (From Blue Hole - Siren’s Pearl):

The pebble was surrounded by a cloud-like, pinkish aura, pleasantly tickling her hand like a thousand tiny feathers.

“It feels good, doesn’t it?” Gia whispered in her ear, her warm breath sliding down Alyssa’s neck.

“Feels good…” Alyssa nodded, her lips lightly parted.

“Don’t drop it. Keep holding it.” Gia said, giving her ear-lobe a playful lick.

“Keep…holding…” Alyssa echoed, her fingers tightening around the pebble. The numb sensation pulsed further up her arm, radiating towards her chest. Gia gently nuzzled against the nape of her neck, and the urge to clutch the pebble, and never let go, became as important as breathing.

“Good girl.” Gia said, and gave Alyssa a warm kiss on the cheek.

“Just relax, and breathe. Let yourself calm down, and slip into a deep trance.” Gia said with a breathy whisper.

“Relax. Deep…trance…”

“That’s right. Let it seep through your pores, into your skin and to your very core. Feel it fill you up and guide you into an open, receptive state.” Gia continued with a soothing voice. She wrapped her arms around Alyssa, rubbing the other girl’s enchanting body with her tender hands.

“Open…receptive…” Alyssa repeated, feeling Gia’s hand gently cup her perky tit.

“Silly Alyssa.” The ravishing Latina giggled, patting Alyssa’s sun-streaked mane, “You thought I didn’t notice how you look at me. I caught you staring at my ass more than master did when we first met. You were so cute, awkwardly trying to hide it. You made it so easy for me to manipulate you.”

She grabbed Alyssa’s pert ass through her wet-suit.

“Master is going to love playing with you.” She whispered, and nibbled on Alyssa’s strawberry lips.