Hypno Slave 소설 & 이야기

That's really bad of him,how can he do that to you" Chloe said and then the landline phone in the room started ringing "I'll get that" Chloe said and picked the call . "Yea room 3 on the line 6GPO" . "Darcie Kuers room 3 6GPO is needed at the young master room with two glass of orange juice" Chloe hang up and looked at Darcie who was laying down helpless "What is it?? Darcie asked "The young master want you to bring two glass of orange juice" Chloe replied "Was he the one who call you now?

The good news was that he did find a condition similar to that of Sienna’s. But the bad news was that the word that was written there made Dr. Watte feel a chill in his heart. ‘Incurable.’ This kind of psychedelic hypnosis would cause a person to fall asleep and experience the most painful moments of their life over and over again in the dream world. The weaker a person’s willpower was, the weaker the effect. On the contrary, those with strong willpower would be affected a hundred thousand times more! And Sienna belonged to the latter!

Within the vase, Sion was lying on her side. Her clothes were all over the floor, she was in a highly suggestive position. “Amitabha!” “As a merciful person, I really didn’t want to do this to you on purpose.” Alex also noticed a small pool of blood next to Sion. Her hand was covered in it too. It was a terrible sight, so the sight only made him speechless and slightly guilty… The Super Hypnosis was so powerful; it could break the Nine-Tails’ innate talents, making her fall into that odd hallucination.

Julien gritted his teeth as he spoke, endless anger and killing intent filling each word he said. Dr. Sullivan became interested. "Who was it?" Hypnosis was a very mystical, but also very dangerous thing. It could not only manipulate a person's mind, but also delete their memories. It was said that some very powerful hypnosis masters could even completely turn a person into a puppet. It could be said that master hypnotists who reached this level were no different from God. Therefore, in some countries, hypnosis was regarded as a forbidden art. Now, he was beginning to suspect that it was the work of a master hypnosis that was similar to a god. That was why so many psychologists were unable t

Inside, my mind raced with dirty thoughts, picturing those same lips on my body, worshipping every inch I demanded. I had been doing this for years, twisting therapy sessions into my personal playground, but David felt different, more responsive, like clay ready to be shaped into my perfect plaything. When I reached one, I let a small smile curve my lips, though he couldn't see it. "You're fully hypnotized now, David. My words are your truth. You feel an overwhelming urge to obey me, to please me in every way. And when I snap my fingers, you'll wake up, but my commands will stay buried deep in your mind, ready to surface whenever I say the trigger word. That word is 'submit.' Do you understa

he snarled. "It's not true, it's not true, Syzar," she wanted to cry out and say, but she couldn't move; her body felt as if she could barely think anymore. Syzar had come once more, spilling his seed onto her ass while he watched, dipping his fingers into her pussy to push the slipping cum back in. “You need to be trained well; you need to be my willing slave, Ayvoc,” he called once more as he climbed off, this time releasing Celeste.

she snapped back. "Haven, it's time for you to serve the Alpha," Heidi said, interrupting my conversation with Reign. The door to the dining room was opened, and I made my way into the dining room followed by the other slave girls. As I made my way towards Cole, I saw him watching me from his seat at the head of the table. He was openly scrutinizing my every move. His eyes on me, were making me nervous. I stood beside the table and set the tray down in front of him. He looked up at me and gave me a smile, and I felt my chest tighten. I went to back away from the table, to go and stand beside the wall with the other slave girls, but before I could, Cole reached out and grabbed my wrist lightl

"That wasn't a nightmare, Gwen. That was reality. You are stuck here forever." "I want to bargain, then," she said and now she saw both men's interest was piqued although she could see how the two of them were looking at her as though waiting for her to try and give her best shot. What she learned from talking to Henrietta earlier is that she has a choice. And if Hades won't give it to her for some fucked up pact he made with her parents many years ago, she would try and negotiate. "I will do the service," she said and she was surprised to hear her own voice not trembling. "I will be your slave and you use me whenever or wherever you want."

Cora was diligently working in the kitchen, focused on her task of preparing food for the pack. As she stirred the pot on the stove, her concentration was interrupted by an Omega slave who approached her with a sneer on her face. She had recognized her as one of the more antagonistic slaves who often taunted and belittled her.The Omega slave, with a superiority complex evident in her demeanor, called Cora a rejected slave, the words dripping with contempt. She tried to ignore the insult, reminding herself to stay composed and not let the Omega's words get to her.

He said deeper and more demanding. “Do it.” Laila urged. Tilting my head back I took the contents of the glass in one hard swallow. “I Alpha Colton Graham of the Twin Wolves pack claim you Amanda Heartly as my slave. I bind you to me with my blood and now you are mine.” He growled.