Hypnotized Harem Novels & Stories

I couldn't throw her out, she was my mate, but at the same time, I couldn't just ignore what she had done. After Donovan left, I was boiling. I knew that I needed to do something to cool off, and I knew that there was only one thing that could do that. I summoned my harem, and within minutes, the women arrived in my chambers, ready to satisfy me. The harem of women were all dressed in nothing but lingerie, leaving little to the imagination. They were all different sizes and shapes, but each one of them was beautiful in their own way. Some had long, flowing hair that cascaded down their shoulders, while others had short, curly hair that framed their faces. Their bodies were toned and sleek, a

“I keep a harem here for my own feeding, the kitchen is well stocked with anything you could desire.” I hadn’t seen another soul as we walked through her home, the mention of a harem and a stocked kitchen left me confused. I wondered if those she kept were human or supernatural and if they stayed of their own free will. “You would be surprised how many humans, especially in these modern times, willingly become an amour for a vampire.” She chuckled, accurately interpreting my silence. “All of the men and women in my harem are here of their own volition, they can leave at anytime so long as they agree to have my existence and location glamoured from their mind.”

A low, deep rumble started in his chest not a growl of anger, but a dark, heavy hum of absolute, arousal. His carved mouth twitched upward into a dangerous, dark smirk. He wasn't threatened. He was completely, utterly mesmerized. I froze, feeling the sudden, intense bulge radiating off his body beneath mine. My amethyst eyes narrowed as the realization struck me like a bucket of ice water. "You..." I rasped, my talons twitching against his throat. "You pervert!" I tried to launch myself backward, disgusted, but Hati moved with blinding speed. His massive, calloused hand shot up, clamping around my waist with an strong grip, pinning me firmly against him, refusing to let me go .

--- The corridor has filled with first-years in full awakening regalia. I'm watching Chloe do up the last clasp on a golden belt when the air in the hallway changes. Thickens. The belt glows softly against her waist, and warmth floods through my chest, my throat, behind my sternum—not unpleasant, not mine. I want to keep looking. But everything goes dark. Hilbert's hand covers my eyes, gentle, his palm curved warm against my face. I feel him step closer, feel his chest against my shoulder blade. "The belt amplifies desire," he says, low, near my ear. "Extended exposure compromises rational judgment. Better not to look."

I squeaked out in a low happy voice. “Really.” Alex answered from the other side of the door. “And I am afraid if we do it once, I might never want to stop. You would haunt my mind every time. Every meeting I go to, I would imagine you. Every time I take a bath I would miss you. Every time I am alone on the bed, I would need you. I am not doing it for my own sake, for my own sanity. You don’t know the effect you have on me Hacker Girl, it’s-” he breathed out. “It’s extraordinary.”

We could all smell her sexual arousal. The Queen's eyes were fixed on us, her face flushed with a mix of embarrassment and sexual desires. Her whispers turned to soft moans, her body swaying unconsciously to the rhythm. The scent of her desire wafted through the air. I could feel the heat emanating from her, trying to draw me in, she was a siren like me, but I was stronger. My men closed in around me, their movements becoming more fluid, more seductive. The Queen's eyes locked onto mine, her gaze burning with a primal longing. I knew in that moment, that she was ours, completely entranced by the raw power of our Mayan Vampiric dance.

"And I'm going to enjoy breaking you." The next day, I summoned another new addition to my harem – Helena, a noble Greek woman from Athens. She was brought before me, her head bowed in submission. "Look at me," I commanded. She raised her head, and I saw that she was beautiful, with long, dark hair and bright blue eyes. But there was a fire in those eyes, a defiance that I found incredibly arousing. "Tell me, Helena," I said, circling her like a predator. "What do you think of your new life as a member of my harem?"

Nadei's deep, honeyed baritone shook me to my core with a loud cry tumbling out of my lips and I fell moaning and twisting in their arms, around their cocks as I found my release and they followed after. I swallowed Nikolai's hot seed watching his face unravel with a growl as he pulled out of lips. Nial's thick spurts of cum warmed my womb and Nadei filled my rear with a reverberated groan that shook my small frame. The joyous choreography of my satiated inner Sexzilla danced with mirth but I was far too spent. Far too elevated with tiredness that I had just fallen asleep, messy, sweaty but satisfied. I felt myself fall in and out of consciousness.

The other girls immediately crawled over and licked up the mess — cleaning Emma’s body, drinking the mixed cum and squirt from the floor like obedient pets. Ryan looked down at the three well-bred, exhausted girls surrounded by seven satisfied men. “You’re all mine now,” he said calmly. “Every single day you’ll come back begging to be used and bred. The hypno app stays forever. You’ll never remember how it started… but you’ll never want it to end.” Emma, still panting with cum on her lips and squirt glistening on her skin, looked up at her stepbrother with glassy, adoring eyes and whispered hoarsely:

The vain bastard is finally about to fall, and he needs mere me to upkeep his ass on the throne. “I shall be back in a jiffy to devour your succulent honeypot fannies, so don’t go anywhere, my shambolic urchins. I have some backbreaking drudgery to do.” I said to the harem of Veltalas, whose dance mixed with the shadows which swirled around them in a lewd and sin-provoking way, just the way they knew I liked. While twirling, brushing and crawling lasciviously around me, Veltalas were snaking their tout and lithe bodies to nudge me, plaguing my body with their hands and luscious alluring lips, begging for my attention. But, even the bundle of their tasty, plump tits with pointy nipples, which