Hypnotized Harem Novels & Stories

I cannot wait for her scent to waft into my nostrils like it did the last time. The hall is silent and everyone watches with bated breath. The first set of the harem dancers appear in the doorway in a graceful procession, their movements are synchronizing to the music and I see that their faces are partially covered in veils, hidden expressions. Since when did the harem woman cover their faces in veils?

Abraham must have smelled them right before Hezekiah performed the ritual on me. Abraham told them to go out and 'defend,' but it was a useless instruction, because majority of them began attacking anyone near them immediately. I saw the eyes of one of them turn a bright but murky blue before they became erratic and without control of their body or mind. The Elders and those who were not subject to the anomalous form of hypnotism were regulating the situation by killing those who were under the abnormal influence; it was the only way to keep them from destroying those who were sane.

"Hey, nerd, your mine now, for the whole period, and I can do anything I want to you, and no one will stop me.'' He said, chuckling, and I felt him pull my seat closer. I gasped when I felt his hand on my lap, and he squeezed hard on my thigh. I started to look around, and I felt like I wanted to pass out and get out of there before something awful happened to me, just him and me in the back where no one close by except a girl on the other side not paying attention and another guy two seats in front of us. I swallowed in my throat because whatever happened, no one would hear me calling for help. After all, I would be dead before someone stopped him. Willow P.O.V. I felt his hot breath on the

Liza, my first roommate who had been jailed for killing a councilman had been released long before the war started, and after months of therapy funded by Damon, had given herself into helping convicts who had been convicted wrongly. The harem had been the first creation of Rogu’s to be destroyed completely by Damon. As suspected, he had planned to sacrifice some of the convicted girls to make his hypnosis spells work. The harem had also been a hideout for several other messed up plans he had prepared for the future. Some of Damon’s men had protested, but this time, Damon stood his ground and dismissed any councilman who still stood for evil just as long as it afforded him a few minutes of pl

Her well-shaped butt is pointing at me, shaking as if enticing my honor. Sexual desires seem to be conquering me, wanting to put it into her and slam the fuck out of her soul. But, it seems that Cecil too couldn't bear to watch it further. Soon, she turned her hips the same way. "Allan-sama...Please, have mercy on me..." She too, tempted me with a bewitching expression. Though in sports having a rival to compete with can make someone break the records, it seems it is also the same for erotica. Both are more aggressive than usual.

My lips felt swollen, my throat raw, but the pleasure of serving them like this kept me going. Kira’s voice grew more excited. “They are close. I can smell it. Look up at them while you suck. Let them see your eyes. Make them lose control.” I looked up through wet lashes as I took Astarian deep again. His hips stuttered. “I am going to cum,” he warned, his voice strained. Tavian and Aurelian moved closer too, stroking themselves faster. Their breathing grew ragged, chests heaving. “Cum on his face,” Tavian growled.

Helena watched as the two women did everything together. They kissed, sucked on each other's breasts, went down on each other, and so on. To her, it was like seeing women in a level of detail unlike any other. When the episode finally ended, she nearly jumped in surprise, having been so deeply hypnotized by the sight and her own thoughts. She was sore all over, having sat in that position against the wall with the focus of a Buddhist monk. She checked her watch. Yep, she was late.

Damien let out a satisfied hum before finally pulling his fangs from my neck. A sharp sting followed, making me hiss in pain. His tongue darted out, licking my blood off his lips as his glowing red eyes locked onto mine. "I can feel your arousal, my love," he murmured, his voice thick with satisfaction. Heat flushed my cheeks as shame washed over me. No. I wasn’t aroused. This wasn’t real. It was a trick. A cruel, twisted trick. “Don’t worry,” Damien continued, his fingers tilting my chin up, forcing me to meet his gaze. “When I return, I will treat your every need. But for now, you need to obey what I’m about to say.” My stomach twisted. I knew what was coming. Compulsion. I had to act fast

Queenie knew that and smiled. “For my regulars who know the rules, you can do two things. The peasants can collectively file for taxes and tip my jar. Each jar tipped is fifty millilitres of fake semen pumped into my holy temple. If you wish to see a waterfall, you know what to do. For my knights, I’ll be looking at super chats to give you the benefit of selecting both. Thanks to the wonderful programming team with Wanda's Love Accessories Incorporation, we found a way to code super chats to trigger two shots worth of cum and a minute-long override for the fuck speed to insane. In other words, the stream will run as long as super chats continue to come in even after thirty minutes.”

] I understood that my emotions were the key to breaking Dorian's control, and I had to make them stronger than his willpower. ‘You're right. I won't back down.’ With unwavering resolve, I channeled all my love and determination into the hypnotic distraction. It pulsed with newfound intensity, a radiant force aimed directly at Dorian. [Now, Seraphine, direct it toward Dorian. Make him see the truth.] Following my inner power's guidance, I concentrated all my strength on targeting Dorian's consciousness. The hypnotic distraction shimmered with a brilliant light, a beacon of truth amidst the illusion.