Candace always remembered her first trance with him. She had been interested in hypnosis for years and when he offered to show her how it felt to experience a trance first hand she wanted to try it out with him to see how it went.
She remembered the sense of wonder she felt as his words rapidly coaxed her into a deep sleep and turned her mind to mush. She had played around with hypnosis before on her own, and had varying degrees of success in going into a trance, but he showed her that there was a deep and infinite space below what she had already found and she could fall as deeply as she liked for as long as she wanted as he continued to guide her down.
What Candace had tried on her own before had been relaxing and felt pretty good, but was nothing compared to the pure unadulterated bliss of the mindlessness he induced. He convinced her to let go of all of her preconceptions of what a trance should be and from there he proceeded to strip her of every thought in her head. With her mind open he was able to eliminate her her inhibitions and everything that stood in the way of going as deep as she wanted to be. With his seductive voice he cleared away all obstacles and in their place he left the joy of mindless submission.
When Candace awoke from that first trance, her first thought was “I’m in trouble because I am definitely doing that again.” The euphoria she had experienced was starting to fade and she was coming back down to reality. She wanted more, she didn’t want to lose the feeling that she had. She needed to feel it again.
Candace thought that they were done with the demonstration, but then he told her to look down and she realized that he had stripped her clothing as well as her mind and she had been sitting next to him completely nude without even knowing it. As the realization hit her hard she felt her nipples constrict and stand up and her pussy clenched at the thought that it had been on display, but she didn’t move to cover herself up. She knew that he could see her arousal and that normally she would be shocked and embarrassed. Instead, a dopey smile crossed her face as she felt a wave of the perfect pleasure she had just experienced in her trance as she simply sat there quietly and let him look as her body flushed with arousal.
Candace had expected him to take advantage of the situation, but he hadn’t made any type of move. Eventually, she had gotten dressed, a little disappointed that he hadn’t done anything else with her before sending her home. When she got back home she spent the whole night in her bed getting off over and over again to the memory. Every time she thought about being helplessly mindless and nude before him without any awareness it would get her revved up again.
The next time they saw each other Candace tried to play it cool, but all she could think about was how she wanted him to hypnotize her again. She was timid and afraid to ask outright, but when she worked up the courage and asked if they could try another round he was more than happy to oblige. He quickly dropped Candace into oblivion as her thoughts followed the path he had created before and slid right out of her mind leaving her blank and open to his words.
When she awoke she again immediately started to miss the fleeting feeling of blank obedient submission that she had just felt and fought to hold on to the last vestiges as her mind slowly began to function. She quickly looked down, but this time she was a little disappointed to see that she was still fully clothed. He smiled when he saw her confusion. Then he told Candace to look in the mirror if she wanted to see if there was anything different. When she did she realized that her face was covered in the sluttiest makeup she had ever done, her hair was put into pigtails and her mouth was stuck in a perfect O.
Candace’s stomach twitched, her pussy quivered and a moan came out from the cock sized hole in the front of her face. The pleasure that came with realizing she had done this because he hypnotized her made her knees shake and her legs weak. She turned to thank him and fell to the floor when she saw he had already taken his stiffening cock out of his pants. As she moved forward she felt the same bliss she had felt being mindless, seeing herself naked, and seeing herself in the mirror. She would do anything to feel this good again and would moan around his cock every time he would grab her by the pigtails to control the movements of her head. She lost herself in the act and let go of all thought but pleasing him with her mouth.
That night, when Candace got home she could still taste the remnants of him on her tongue and it made her feel wonderful while she masturbated over and over again to the thought that he hypnotized her into a mindless blowjob machine. She held her mouth in the same position she had seen in the mirror the entire time and knew that she was addicted to this. She knew she wanted more. She needed to feel that perfect blank happiness that came with giving up her mind, and she needed the rush that came with finding out what he had done with it while she wasn’t paying attention.
Candace went back to him and begged him to do more, and when she woke up she had an entire new wardrobe to wear around him. No one would ever take her seriously when she was wearing the kind of clothing that screamed that she was desperate for sex. Instead of feeling shame, anger, or humiliation, she too was simply screaming to him that she was desperate for sex. She couldn’t even think of visiting him without wearing something incredibly slutty anymore, and it felt so good to see and feel the eyes on her as she made her way over to his place. None of them knew that she had no choice, that her hypnotist had commanded her to behave this way, and that she was going to see him to be commanded in other and even more depraved ways.
Still, Candace wanted more. She wanted to feel his control even when she wasn’t around him. She begged him for something else, before his words took away her mind. When he snapped his fingers it sounded like a gunshot in Candace’s empty head. Here eyes popped open and she was happy he had frozen her in place. She was sitting in a chair with her chest exposed while she was about to have each of her nipples pierced. She whimpered, and gushed as her nipples were permanently marked with a reminder of her surrender to his control. From then on, just the sight of them would make her knees weak and her pussy wet.
Tonight, she had asked him to take something else from her and after he gave her that perfect happiness of blank mindless bliss, she awoke to find that he was taking her anal virginity. The invasion felt strange and new, and a little painful, but the realization that he had taken her mind and was now taking her ass made her swoon and she pulled her legs back and begged for more. Her tits were bouncing, reminding her sensitive nipples of their new ornaments. The pleasure was overwhelming and she wanted to feel this way all the time.
He was telling her that he could help her feel that way. He could turn her from Candace into Candi. He could convince her to cover her body in tattoos showing that she was his property. He could deepen the addiction to hypnosis he had installed that very first night to make her need it even more. All she had to do was give her mind over to him and ask.
Candace’s response was to feel her asshole squeeze around his cock as she came harder than she could ever remember and the whole world went dark. She didn’t care if she woke up as Candi, or even if she had to sign her name with a stupid heart over the i. She would do anything, agree to anything, be anything just to feel the pleasure of his control again.
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