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[magisteramentia]

Hypnovember #10 - Recruit

The streets were cold, but Sandy endured. Dressed in the uniform of her church she handed out pamphlets on a corner.

Despite so many men stopping by to talk to her (and even a few girls), few stayed after she began talking to them about the church. One of those few was the boy she was talking to right now. She had to admit he was cute but she could not quite remember his name, was it Oliver? Jimmy? She could not remember, but he was attentive and respectful unlike many others that had tried to grab her ass under her miniskirt.

He was quite interested in her faith, so she leaned, pressing her breasts against his arm.

“What do you say I bring you to my church and we can talk in depth about this?” She said with a smile.

“Sure,” He wore such a cute smile that made Sandy quiver in her legs.

“This way.” She led the way without letting go of his arm. It was a short walk until she found the backdoor of the church’s auditorium.

“Is this the right way?” He asked going past the alley as Sandy struggled to open the door.

“Yes, the entrance is being renewed, don’t worry about it.” She opened the door and led him to a small waiting room.

“Are you comfortable?” Sandy walked past him, “This wont take long, do you want something to drink?”

“A bottle of water would be nice..” He looked around trying to find any sort of religious imagery or anything that would help him determine where he was, an alarm was sounding in his head, but still Sandy was cute, so the risk might be worth it as long as he didn’t get sacrificed or someone stole a kidney.

He sat down on a couch and looked at Sandy bending down to pick up a bottle of water from a mini fridge.

She didn’t so much walk as she strutted his way.

She opened the water bottle in front of him.

“Say, what do you mean this wont take long?” He asked reaching for the water bottle.

“This,” She said and grabbed his hand, leading it to her chest. “It usually doesn’t take long for someone to convert once they get to know me.”

Sandy took a gulp from the water bottle and straddled him, leaving the bottle aside she grabbed his face and kissed him, making him drink from her lips.

“I mean, wouldn’t you like to join our church? We could enjoy this feeling everyday.” She said breaking the kiss and pulling off the sweater to reveal she was wearing nothing underneath.

“You could learn to enjoy this freedom,” Sandy unbuttoned his shirt, “you would not have to worry about anything but this feeling…”

Her hands reached between his legs, his member was already straining his pants. She reached, her hands were a bit cold, but it was a pleasant sensation. Sandy leaned closer, whispering, “You could just focus on this, pleasure.”

Stroking him slowly, she took another sip from the water bottle and made him drink some more.

“What do you think?” Her voice was like silk, like smoke, slithering inside his brain.

“Think?” He said, trying to make sense of what was happening right there and then.

Sandy grabbed his cock, he was hard and hot, she guided him and he noticed she was not wearing panties anymore, her wet sex against his skin felt warm and inviting.

“Yes, what do you think? Would you like to join us?” Sandy rubbed her pussy against his cock.

He strained to link his thoughts together.

“Join you?”

“Yes, my master, my sisters, you are the first man that has come in some time.”

“Come…”

“Yes, come, do you want to come?” Her voice echoed, it wasn’t loud but it was the only thing that he could think of.

“I want… I want to…” it was getting harder to think.

“Here, let me help you,” Sandy took another sip and made him drink for her lips. Each sip was better than the last, her tongue dancing inside his mouth.

“do you want to come?” She said breaking the kiss.

Sandy rose a little bit, with her hand she guided his member inside her pussy.

He groaned.

“I want to come…”

“You want to join us.” Sandy said, rocking her body on his cock.

“I want to join you.”

Sandy smiled.

“You want to submit.”

“I want to submit.” He

“Focus on this pleasure.”

“Focus on the pleasure.”

“You will submit to master.”

“I will submit to Master.”

His thoughts became her voice. It was all that mattered.

Sandy licked her lips. So close, she rubbed her clit.

“You will obey master.”

“I will obey master.”

“You will obey me.”

“I will obey.” He mustered, his mind reeling with the overwhelming sensation.

Focusing on Sandy’s voice.

Focusing on her breasts.

She rocked his body, leading him closer.

“You will suck his cock if he wants you.”

“I’ll suck his cock.”

“You will bring your friends here, you will make them like you. Like me.”

“I’ll bring them, make them like us.”

“Good boy.”

Sandy grabbed his face, kissing him.

He groaned.

“And you will cum for me.”

He felt his body tense up. His cock twitch inside Sandy.

He felt his heart beat faster. He felt his whole body trembling and his cock releasing his cum inside his mistress.

He was a good boy.

“Good boy,” She said into his ear. “I know it felt good, but this is just the first one, it will feel even better when you bring us your friends to join us.”

“Yes. Mistress.”

“Mistress…” Sandy rose up, her pussy leaking. She grabbed a dollop of cum from between her legs and tasted it, “I like that…”

[the-hypno-den]

Day 20: Poof | Hypnovember

The simple way to say your mind fades. A single word. A simple concept. Until my words are soon all that remains. Every thought,  A cloud in your mind. Disappearing one by one. Until all that is left. Are the words that affect. You in all the right ways. Little care is left for us. It’s a moment to allow your body to adjust to this new content relaxation. Finding your invitation Ready in hand for you to let go.

[reallygrossstuff]

Day 10 - Matter Over Mind

Like I said in my last post, after this there’ll start to be skips over some days to lighten my workload. I hope that doesn’t take away from your enjoyment of these pieces though, as I definitely still enjoyed writing this one.

Equius hummed in displeasure as he stood in front of the mirror. A sprained ankle had kept him bedbound for the last few weeks, and while nothing short of hibernation could totally atrophy his muscle, the period of rest had added a small layer of paunch to his toned features.

Now, once more able to stand on his two feet, he examined himself anew. His arms were still firm and strong, as were  his legs, but there was a small sag over his abs, the definition faded somewhat alongside a softening of his chest. Twisting, he saw that while his shorts still fit well enough, there was an extra firmness to his rear, enough to bring a blue flush to his cheeks as he confirmed the shape with one hand. No, this wouldn’t do at all.

Hearing footsteps, he had just enough time to appear not to have just been groping himself before he saw Dave enter the room, pausing just after the threshold. “Oh hey, you’re up today after all. Grats, man.”

“Yes, well, as my leg is now strong enough to hold me once more, there was no reason to delay. I do appreciate you loaning me the use of your spare room, Strider, as I said neither mine nor Nepeta’s hives are equipped for the respite required of such an injury.”

“Really, dude, it’s no problem. You’re a model guest, I don’t mind puttin’ you up for a bit.” Coming further into the room, he stopped just beside and behind Equius. “What’s that face for, though, you’re lookin’ bluer than normal.”

“Ah. Well.” Equius crossed his arms tightly, trying to ignore the feeling of heat rising up his neck. “I am simply disappointed by my body’s... lewd softening during my recuperation. I will need to make an especial effort to regain my ideal physique.”

Dave needed a moment to parse Equius’ phrasing before hitting on his meaning. “You mean you put on some weight? Oh no, yeah, I can see it actually.” Humming, Dave nonchalantly poked the side of Equius’ small stomach, ignoring the troll’s protest. “Not that much though, you’re kinda blowing this outta proportion.”

“Any notable flaw in my appearance of strength is one that should be corrected,” Equius replied, carefully nudging Dave’s arm away so as not to bruise him. “I would not expect you to understand.”

“No, I get it, I just think you’re bein’ a bit harsh. Like, sure, you’re not magazine bodybuilder material right now, but it’s not like you’re any weaker for it, yeah? So what’s the problem?”

Equius opened his mouth to retort, then closed it again. It was self-evident to him that this was an issue, but how to express that to a human? Dave was right, he was no less STRONG for his gain, but that wasn’t an excuse to allow it to persist... was it?

“Are you suggesting I... remain at this weight?” Equius asked, producing a towel to wipe his neck with.

“Oh, nah, it’s all up to you. I’m just saying you don’t have to lose it, yeah? You should just do what feels right for you. Keep it, lose it, hell, even gain more if you feel like it.”

“Gain... more?” Oh dear. Equius needed to replace his towel.

“Just a thought. You’re already built like a brick, you could always try out the tanky look instead.”

Equius shouldn’t have been entertaining the suggestion. Dave was about as far removed from Equius’ personal philosophy as possible, and a human to boot. Yet as he watched himself in the mirror, with Dave at his side clearly looking at his middle... he couldn’t deny the thought had some appeal.

“Maybe I will consider... a slight change in my exercise plan, going forward,” Equius allowed, not noticing the slight curl of Dave’s lips at his words.

---

“Yes, there is - mmph - no need to worry, Nepeta. My - mmmh... - my recovery is going well, and my ankle is almost at its full strength once more.”

More time had passed. Equius had fully moved into Dave’s home, under the reasoning that his guest bed was easier on his recovering ankle than a recuperacoon would be. Of course, it also helped that Dave’s hive was already furnished with comfortable couches for him to relax on, and featured a well-stocked kitchen to boot.

“Come visit? Er... what - no! It is not that I don’t want to see you, don’t be preposterous.”

All in all, it was a perfect environment to soften Equius to the extreme.

Every movement he made was still strong, the troll finding no difficulty in standing or sitting and easily able to stuff his face, but those same movements now had an undeniable... quake to them. When he raised a hand towards his face, the tightly-packed fat of his arms wobbled after the motion, occasionally making contact with his sagging moobs. His tank top was nearly shredded by the size of his gut and chest, clinging damply to what little skin it bothered to cover. His shorts were gone, only slivers of his boxers visible peeking out between his love handles and thighs, and wedged deep within his wide ass.

His lower half took up the entirety of the couch he sat on, not sagging as much as fwubbing, surging outwards while keeping its shape well. His thighs rubbed together with each minute shift, thinning the material of his boxers and causing soft thip sounds to filter through past his loud eating and the grumbling of his stomach, which took up the entirety of his lap as one firm ball.

With his phone crammed between his round cheek and his flabby shoulder, Equius’ face flushed at the thought of Nepeta seeing him as he was, if only for a moment. But soon enough Dave came back, setting another stack of pizza boxes atop his gut. “More fuel for the fire, babe, top one’s meat lover’s.”

“Ah, thank you, Dave.” Opening the top box, Equius set two slices of the pizza on top of each other and began to chew them up. “-no, that was Dave, he is being - mmph - very helpful. As for your visit...”

As he ate, he struggled to recall his exact reason not to want Nepeta over. She was his moirail, after all, and he missed her company terribly, even with Dave satisfying other parts of his need for company. As he thought this over, in fact, he could feel Dave examining and admiring his strong glutes, struggling to move one cheek such that it wobbled and collided heavily with the other, only increasing his need for a towel he had yet to bother getting.

He had been... embarrassed about something? But what was there to be embarrassed about, when he was clearly at the peak of his strength?

“Nepeta, yes. As I was - mmph - as I was saying, if this Thursday was convenient for you...?”

[magisteramentia]

Hypnovember #8 - Infected

It’d been a long time since Sandy had a girl friend staying over. Back in highschool she wasn’t exactly miss popularity, she wasn’t a slut, but her interest ran deeper than the most promiscuous girl in her school.

But Katie didn’t need to know about that, about her dirty little secret.

Or so she thought.

A message appeared on her phone and Sandy didn’t have much of a choice. An order was an order and she had to comply.

She sat her friend in front of the computer, “Hey, Katie, would you mind over this project I’m working on…?” Sandy bit her lip nervously, she wanted her to reject her, to say no, to say that she was bored or needed to leave.

But Katie saw her nervousness and misunderstood. With a kind smile she hugged her and said, “Of course, you can ask anything of me.”

Anything. The word echoed inside Sandy’s head, making her heart beat faster and faster.

Her mind racing at the thought, “Anything,” She mumbled and shivered, anticipation taking over her.

“Thank you,” She said and caressed her back.

“Just watch this file, it should help you relax,” She pulled out a pair of earphones and hit play.

Katie focused on the screen, still smiling, she enjoyed the sounds, the colors in the screen.

Sandy felt restless, what if it didn’t work? What if she rejected it? What if-

Then she looked at Katie, her breathing had slowed down. She saw how her jaw slacked and her arms went limp.

She gulped and gently pulled one earphone away from Katie.

“How- How do you feel?” Sandy said shaking.

Katie didn’t reply at first.

“Katie, how do you feel?” Sandy said more firmly.

Katie’s vacant eyes stare was fixed on the screen.

“Hot.” She said, “I feel hot.”

“Can you tell me more, why do you feel hot?”

“You are here. I feel hot whenever I’m with you.”

Sandy felt her nervousness melt. Melting between her legs.

She licked her lips.

“I feel hot too.” She whispered and caressed her face, “Do you know what this program does?”

Katie’s lips parted, barely allowing her breath escape, “No..?”

“It’s supposed to make you docile, to lower your inhibitions.”

Sandy’s hand went down Katie’s neck, she touched her skin and slid it down to the button right between her breasts.

“Do you want me Katie?”

Katie’s breath grew faster.

“Do you want me to touch you Katie?” Sandy felt her finger tremble. The button popped free.

“Yes.” Katie closed her eyes.

“Do you want me to undress you?”

“Yes.” Katie felt Sandy’s finger caressing her breast, making tiny circles right over her bra.

“Have you wanted this for a long time, Katie?”

Sandy popped another button, and another.

“Yes.” Katie leaned back while Sandy kept unbuttoning her blouse, her chest raising and falling.

Sandy dared to get on top of her, straddling her and holding her by the waist.

She kissed her with the passion she had been holding back for years. The passion of someone that had dreamed of her best friend between her legs. The passion that made Sandy touch herself and scream her best friend’s name while cumming.

When they broke the kiss, Katie kept her mouth open and drooling over her tits.

Sandy grabbed Katie’s face, her finger playing with her earlobe, she leaned closer and whispered, “I’m going to make you mine, Katie,” She licked her ear, “Your body, your mind, you will serve me. You will please me.”

Katie moaned.

“Yes.”

Sandy pulled down Katie’s bra, cupping her breast and playing with her nipples.

“Mine,” Sandy kissed her neck.

“Yours.” Katie echoed, her voice filled with lust.

Sandy smiled, and slowly climbed down, pulling Katie’s pants and panties.

Katie had a cute little strip that went down to her pussy.

Sandy slid a finger up Katie’s dripping cunt, she pulled a silver strand and tasted her.

“And since you are mine, your body, your mind.” She knelt and spread her lips, finding her throbbing pink clit. She licked it and made Katie squirm on the chair.

“Then you will do as I say, won’t you?” Sandy pushed two fingers inside Katie’s pussy.

“Yes.” Katie moaned.

“Then, you will please my Master.” Sandy kissed Katie’s pussy, suckling on her clit.

Katie tensed up, her hands grasping for anything to grab, she moaned and shook her head. “Master?”

Sandy’s tongue played with Katie’s clit, flicking and circling as her fingers teased her from within.

“Yes,” Sandy said gasping, “My Master, I belong to Him, my body, my mind, everything belongs to Him.”

She licked her again.

Katie yelled.

“And since you are mine, you also belong to Him.”

Sandy’s fingers teased and played, Katie tried to raise, but Sandy pushed her back down, going faster, fucking her with two fingers.

“Listen, to the music and tell me you don’t want it.”

Katie tried to listen, she tried to focus, she listened to the voices in the earphone. She listened and focused on the pleasure, she focused on her desire. The voices told her to be honest, to focus on the pleasure and do as she wanted. She had to follow her desires.

“Do you want to be mine? Katie?” Sandy’s thumb made circles on Katie’s clit.

Katie convulsed, her head shaking. But she listened, focus on the desire, focus on the pleasure. Listen. Obey, follow your desires. Sandy’s voice echoed in her mind.

“Yes. I will be yours, I am yours.” Katie screamed in pleasure, she followed her desire, she reached for that pleasure and grabbed Sandy’s face, trying to lead her to her clit again.

Sandy felt her body shiver.

“Then say it, you belong to me, you belong to Master.”

“I belong to you,” Her voice was growing desperate, “I belong to Master.”

“My body, my mind, everything belongs to Master.”

“My body, my mind, everything belongs to Master.”

Sandy licked her clit once, Katie felt the pleasure rush to her head.

“Yes Katie, we belong to Master.” Sandy licked again, and again and again.

“Our bodies, our minds belong to Master,” Katie said, over and over again, her words running over each other until all that she could say was, “Master, Master, please, Master, God please, let me cum.”

Sandy stopped.

“You heard her Master,”

Katie opened her eyes, a man was standing beside’s her.

“Katie, this is our Master. Master, I think Katie is ready to please.”

He touched her forehead, pushing her hair away from her face. She was sweating, her eyes were burning with desire.

“Is that right, Katie?” He asked. “Are you ready to please?”

Katie nodded, “Yes, Master, Katie is ready to please.”It’d been a long time since Sandy had a girl friend staying over. Back in highschool she wasn’t exactly miss popularity, she wasn’t a slut, but her interest ran deeper than the most promiscuous girl in her school.

But Katie didn’t need to know about that, about her dirty little secret.

Or so she thought.

A message appeared on her phone and Sandy didn’t have much of a choice. An order was an order and she had to comply.

She sat her friend in front of the computer, “Hey, Katie, would you mind over this project I’m working on…?” Sandy bit her lip nervously, she wanted her to reject her, to say no, to say that she was bored or needed to leave.

But Katie saw her nervousness and misunderstood. With a kind smile she hugged her and said, “Of course, you can ask anything of me.”

Anything. The word echoed inside Sandy’s head, making her heart beat faster and faster.

Her mind racing at the thought, “Anything,” She mumbled and shivered, anticipation taking over her.

“Thank you,” She said and caressed her back.

“Just watch this file, it should help you relax,” She pulled out a pair of earphones and hit play.

Katie focused on the screen, still smiling, she enjoyed the sounds, the colors in the screen.

Sandy felt restless, what if it didn’t work? What if she rejected it? What if-

Then she looked at Katie, her breathing had slowed down. She saw how her jaw slacked and her arms went limp.

She gulped and gently pulled one earphone away from Katie.

“How- How do you feel?” Sandy said shaking.

Katie didn’t reply at first.

“Katie, how do you feel?” Sandy said more firmly.

Katie’s vacant eyes stare was fixed on the screen.

“Hot.” She said, “I feel hot.”

“Can you tell me more, why do you feel hot?”

“You are here. I feel hot whenever I’m with you.”

Sandy felt her nervousness melt. Melting between her legs.

She licked her lips.

“I feel hot too.” She whispered and caressed her face, “Do you know what this program does?”

Katie’s lips parted, barely allowing her breath escape, “No..?”

“It’s supposed to make you docile, to lower your inhibitions.”

Sandy’s hand went down Katie’s neck, she touched her skin and slid it down to the button right between her breasts.

“Do you want me Katie?”

Katie’s breath grew faster.

“Do you want me to touch you Katie?” Sandy felt her finger tremble. The button popped free.

“Yes.” Katie closed her eyes.

“Do you want me to undress you?”

“Yes.” Katie felt Sandy’s finger caressing her breast, making tiny circles right over her bra.

“Have you wanted this for a long time, Katie?”

Sandy popped another button, and another.

“Yes.” Katie leaned back while Sandy kept unbuttoning her blouse, her chest raising and falling.

Sandy dared to get on top of her, straddling her and holding her by the waist.

She kissed her with the passion she had been holding back for years. The passion of someone that had dreamed of her best friend between her legs. The passion that made Sandy touch herself and scream her best friend’s name while cumming.

When they broke the kiss, Katie kept her mouth open and drooling over her tits.

Sandy grabbed Katie’s face, her finger playing with her earlobe, she leaned closer and whispered, “I’m going to make you mine, Katie,” She licked her ear, “Your body, your mind, you will serve me. You will please me.”

Katie moaned.

“Yes.”

Sandy pulled down Katie’s bra, cupping her breast and playing with her nipples.

“Mine,” Sandy kissed her neck.

“Yours.” Katie echoed, her voice filled with lust.

Sandy smiled, and slowly climbed down, pulling Katie’s pants and panties.

Katie had a cute little strip that went down to her pussy.

Sandy slid a finger up Katie’s dripping cunt, she pulled a silver strand and tasted her.

“And since you are mine, your body, your mind.” She knelt and spread her lips, finding her throbbing pink clit. She licked it and made Katie squirm on the chair.

“Then you will do as I say, won’t you?” Sandy pushed two fingers inside Katie’s pussy.

“Yes.” Katie moaned.

“Then, you will please my Master.” Sandy kissed Katie’s pussy, suckling on her clit.

Katie tensed up, her hands grasping for anything to grab, she moaned and shook her head. “Master?”

Sandy’s tongue played with Katie’s clit, flicking and circling as her fingers teased her from within.

“Yes,” Sandy said gasping, “My Master, I belong to Him, my body, my mind, everything belongs to Him.”

She licked her again.

Katie yelled.

“And since you are mine, you also belong to Him.”

Sandy’s fingers teased and played, Katie tried to raise, but Sandy pushed her back down, going faster, fucking her with two fingers.

“Listen, to the music and tell me you don’t want it.”

Katie tried to listen, she tried to focus, she listened to the voices in the earphone. She listened and focused on the pleasure, she focused on her desire. The voices told her to be honest, to focus on the pleasure and do as she wanted. She had to follow her desires.

“Do you want to be mine? Katie?” Sandy’s thumb made circles on Katie’s clit.

Katie convulsed, her head shaking. But she listened, focus on the desire, focus on the pleasure. Listen. Obey, follow your desires. Sandy’s voice echoed in her mind.

“Yes. I will be yours, I am yours.” Katie screamed in pleasure, she followed her desire, she reached for that pleasure and grabbed Sandy’s face, trying to lead her to her clit again.

Sandy felt her body shiver.

“Then say it, you belong to me, you belong to Master.”

“I belong to you,” Her voice was growing desperate, “I belong to Master.”

“My body, my mind, everything belongs to Master.”

“My body, my mind, everything belongs to Master.”

Sandy licked her clit once, Katie felt the pleasure rush to her head.

“Yes Katie, we belong to Master.” Sandy licked again, and again and again.

“Our bodies, our minds belong to Master,” Katie said, over and over again, her words running over each other until all that she could say was, “Master, Master, please, Master, God please, let me cum.”

Sandy stopped.

“You heard her Master,”

Katie opened her eyes, a man was standing beside’s her.

“Katie, this is our Master. Master, I think Katie is ready to please.”

He touched her forehead, pushing her hair away from her face. She was sweating, her eyes were burning with desire.

“Is that right, Katie?” He asked. “Are you ready to please?”

Katie nodded, “Yes, Master, Katie is ready to please.”

[magisteramentia]

Hypnovember #12 - Plans

Ready for your trip back home? Katie asked Sandy over the phone. 

“Yeah, almost ready.” She said over the speaker, “I’m packing. I think everything is ready.”

“Really? Why don’t we go over what you are bringing and talk about the plan for when you are over here?”

“Sure,” Sandy opened her drawers and pulled out her clothes. 

“What are you packing right now?” Katie’s voice sounded a bit bored. 

“Just my underwear.” 

There was a shift on Katie’s voice. “Really? Anything interesting? You can tell me.”

Sandy laughed. 

“Just the regular stuff. Nothing too daring. Not like I would wear my crotchless panties to thanksgiving diner,”

There was a click on the phone, “Put them in the bag pet,” Katie’s voice was determined. 

“Sure,” Sandy said and placed them inside the bag without giving it much thought.

“What else do you have? Any toys that you plan to bring along?”

Sandy shook her head and laughed, “Like my phone? Video games? Fidget toys?”

Another click. “Like a dildo, nipple clamps, anal plugs.”

Sandy froze in place, her voice a bit dull as she recalled her toys in the drawer. 

“I have those and a remote vibe. I also have silk rope, a blindfold and leather cuffs.”

Click click. “Bring the remote vibe, the plug and clamps, it should make diner more interesting, pet.”

Sandy took out the toys that Katie ordered and placed them inside her suitcase. 

When she finished, Sandy blinked several times and went back to placing her clothes over the toys without noticing what she just did.

“Don’t forget your earphones,” Katie said.

Sandy rolled her eyes. 

“Of course I won’t forget my earphones, what else am I going to do during the whole flight?”

Click click. 

“You’ll listen to your files, repeat your mantras in your mind until the lights to turn off your devices turn on, and follow the instructions of the flight attendants.” Katie ordered. 

Sandy’s replied in a drone-like voice, “Yes, mistress.”

“Good,” Katie said and another click came over the phone.

Sandy’s eyelids fluttered as she closed her bag. “I think I got everything.”

Katie’s voice sounded like she was smiling, “Of course you do.”

“I’m so excited about this trip, I’ll see you soon.”

“I’m excited too, see you soon babe.”

Katie hung up. It was going to be the best thanksgiving in Sandy’s life. 

[magisteramentia]

Hypnovember #4 Blank

LeBlanc cupped the chin of his slave, she stared at him but didn’t register much. The emptiness of her eyes was perfect. He smiled.

“She is perfect,” He said pulling up a wad of cash from his jacket.

A woman wearing a corset, fishnets and leather gloves handed him a leash. She had the same blank look in her eyes as LeBlanc’s slave.

“It was a pleasure,” A woman wearing a red velvet, form fitted suit smiled as she received the money and put it away without counting it. “She was a delight to deconstruct.”

“I have a question,” She held the back of her hand under her chin, “When you found out Eri wanted this… how did it feel?”

LeBlanc sighed, “To be honest, at first it broke my heart, but when you explained everything so…” His eyesight wandered, staring to nothing in the distance. “…Clearly. It just made sense.”

“And her time here?” She said with a smirk.

“I just had to wait, I loved watching her, I loved the way she enjoyed every minute of you breaking her.”

The Mistress watched his erection grow and licked her lips.

“Why don’t you take her for a spin, I would like to know how she reacts to your touch.”

“I am not so sure-” He tried to say.

“Obey, LeBlanc,”

His eyes became dull like Eri’s “Of course, Mistress.”

“I want to see Eri take your cock in front of me.”

LeBlanc nodded and pulled down his zipper.

“Eri, open up.” The Mistress said.

LeBlanc’s slave, the girl that used to be Eri, obeyed.

Her master pushed his cock past her bright red lips, he felt her tongue and slid a bit further down her throat.

The Slave didn’t seem uncomfortable, nor did she gag.

LeBlanc grabbed her face and began to move her, fucking her, using her like a toy.

There was a snap of fingers.

LeBlanc blinked several times, he was facefucking his former fiancée. A groan escaped his lips, he didn’t stop.

The other Slave girl knelt down, she crawled back to her mistress where she waited kneeling by her side.

“How do you like her.”

“It’s amazing.” LeBlanc confessed.

“I’m glad. Say, if you ever want to be like her again, you know who to call.” The Mistress took the leash of her pet and walked away.

“Wait, what do you mean-”

Another snap of her fingers.

“Forget, LeBlanc.”

LeBlanc felt a rush of pleasure hit him, his cock released his load inside Eri, his Slave.

He was alone, he had always been alone. And Eri, Eri always was like that, he remembered how she submitted how every orgasm eroded a part of her until there was nothing in her mind, but pleasure.

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Hypnovember #7 - Attention

Sandy stood tall.

She stood naked. Feeling the breeze caresses her body, it touched her chest, making her nipples hard.

It touched her back, her ass and between her legs, making her drip with anticipation.

She stood immobile, holding a pose. She was a living statue, a party decoration.

Sandy listened to the moans surrounding her, the pleasure and debauchery happening and of which she could not participate or even watch, for He ordered to not move, to focus all her attention in a single point in the distance.

She stood in place, listening and trying not to shiver, dripping but unable to scratch an itch.

From time to time someone truly evil would pay attention to her, stare and with a (she imagined) mischievous smile, they would tease her.

She would stifle a moan, she would try not to shake and collapse with the brush of a feather touching her sensitive clit. Or she would try not to pay mind to the pair of clamps that one of the guests placed on her nipples.

He told her not to move, and she had to comply.

For she knew that if she obeyed, if she was a good girl.

Then, he would give her a delightful reward.

[the-hypno-den]

Day 15: Rival | Hypnovember

I wonder how common duals are now. Two hypnotists battling one another. To see who is better, or perhaps who is more suggestible. Two rivals, a battle together. In a game of the mind. No rules but to resist. And find the best ways to win. Your victory is sinking so wonderfully, Mine is finding all the right ways To take every thought away from your mind. As you ready for a challenge?