The fate of Cassandra
Synopsis: Just like Cassandra you saw how this would end before it even started, and just like her, nobody believed you.
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You knew something was off about her from day one, she is just too nice, but not in a sincere way, in a weird, manipulative way. Nobody ever says no to her, or keeps their own opinions for too long when she is around, sooner or later everybody just nods and agrees with whatever she says.
You tried to warn them about her, but maybe it was already too late, or maybe when you say that the new girl in your friend group is actually evil, and is slowly brainwashing them into her mindless obedient pets, people tend to think you are crazy. But can they blame you? It was true.
Now you are here, praying her eyes don’t fall on you, even though you know that you will meet the same fate as them.
It all started a few weeks ago, this girl had just moved into the apartment in front of yours. Your flatmate, and their constant need to meddle where there was no ground, offered to help her for the two of you.
When the two of you were helping her assembling the furniture and putting the heavier appliances in place, and she was unboxing the lighter stuff, and your flatmate pointed out she had quite a few spiral and eye themed decor, to which she replied that she was really into hypnosis.
That freaked you out a bit, but your flatmate got stars in their eyes. They said they find it an interesting theme, and really liked watching videos about it. So as a “thank you” gift, she offered a dinner with a show.
The girl guided them easily into a nice warm trance. It all started by instructing them to take nice deep breaths, your flatmate mimicked her breathing patterns, until they were doing it all by themselves.
They stared intensely into her eyes, although they were slowly starting to look beyond them. They were still fascinated by them, but they were getting so unfocused, so… empty, that they weren’t looking at anything in particular, and her eyes were just a thing in front of them.
At the start of the trick, they were so talkative, but now they were quiet, calm, just slowly nodding along to everything she said. Until with a loud snap, they just went limp, laying lifeless on top of her, she caressed their head and whispered into their ear.
You watched as she made them do humiliating tasks, like singing instead of talking, acting like a dog, and walking like a zombie. Once your friend was awakened from their trance, they laughed, and chatted about it, and they, even out of their trance, were still fascinated by her.
The sight was quite terrifying, how can someone's mind so easily, in that moment you made your mind, you don’t trust her. So why watching this scene left you with such a tingling feeling between your legs.
After that day, your friend started to bring her everywhere, every friend’s function she was invited, and like a parasite she started to infect their minds. Your flatmate was the patient zero of this metaphorical infection, they became so submissive and docile next to her, agreeing with everything she said, if she slightly commented wanting something, they would go above and beyond to get it for her.
You told your friends about the whole hypnosis thing, and how she messed something in their brains. But your friends only laughed, they didn’t notice the blatant difference in your flatmate’s behaviour. And now, with the knowledge of the fact she is able to hypnotize people, they were both amused and intrigued.
And one by one were caught in her grasp, going from normal people, to shadows whose purpose was to serve this strange girl. You begged your friends to save themselves, to not let her into their minds, but the clear threat of being brainwashed seemed too absurd to pay any mind to it.
You wanted to go away, to run as far as you can, but everywhere you turned you were surrounded by the puppets your friends became, insisting your neighbor is such a great person, and you should give her a chance.
At night, you were plagued by nightmares of the things that woman may have done to your friends. Did she force them to stare into her eyes, until they went mindless, just like the time you saw? Did she emptied their minds, so her words are the only thing left? Did she make them addicted to doing everything she said? Does obeying her commands feel them with orgasmics wave of pleasure? Were they used as sextoys, mere objects used for their pleasure? And most importantly, why did you wake up with your hands between your legs, your pants and sheets completely soaked?
And here are you, alone in her apartment, after your old friends, now her slaves, forced you to go there, before leaving you alone. In the moment, facing what could very well be the end of you. So the very least you could do was to get some answers.
“Why are you doing this?" You asked, trying to act brave
“Doing what?" She said, as if she didn’t know what you were talking about.
“Brainwashing my friends, why are you doing this?" You sounded angrier this time.
“That’s quite easy, because they asked." She replied with a playful smirk.
"That-That’s not possible w-" you couldn’t hide your confusion, before she interrupted you.
“You asked as well, so…” the grim in her face is getting bigger by the moment.
"What?” You couldn’t find the words, what does she mean? Why would they ask for this? Why would you ask for this?
“I’m not one for kink shame, but back when I moved here, after the little session I had with your friend. Your group of freaks basically begged me to do this with you all, and who would deny such willing subs?” She giggled, but looking at the mix of confusion and horror in your face, she tried to explain herself better. “It has been like what? One month for you?” You nodded. "Well, I moved here around two years ago… apparently you guys enjoyed a little too much being ‘covertly’ brainwashed, that you guys wanted to live it over, and over again.”
“How do I know you aren’t lying? Just to trick me into becoming like them." You said, sounding almost like a scream.
“Well, don’t you feel like this is a bit too familiar? Like it happened before or like it was predestined to happen? Well, it is because it did.”
You sat down trying to process what she just said. She handed you her phone, and you saw the many pictures and videos of you and your friends in a myriad of sexual situations, involving not only hypnosis, but so many other kinks.
“You guys were quite specific about the roles you guys wanted to have in this fantasy. The unaware pet, the brainwashed brainwasher, and…" she pointed at you. " The only one aware of it, but unable to stop it.”
You took a deep breath and asked.
“Did we have this conversation before?”
“Yeah, a couple of these, but don’t worry, everything will be better now." She snapped her fingers, and then everything faded away.
She was right, you love being brainwashed, and seeing all your friends being made into toys as well.
You can’t wait to do it all over again.
