Hypnotized Slave Novels & Stories

The realization hit her like a wave crashing against the shore, leaving her breathless and disoriented. His parting words echoed in her mind like a haunting refrain, each syllable laden with the weight of her predicament. "Slave." The word reverberated within her, a stark reminder of the cruel reality she had been thrust into. Despite her best efforts, she couldn't reconcile herself to the notion that such practices still endured in the world. Yet, amidst the turmoil of her thoughts, a sliver of relief pierced through the darkness – she was no longer in immediate danger.

In fifteen seconds, the slave slut climaxed like I did, her pussy juice left to run down to her stretched anus. Master had an erection now, but he surrendered his position as Dominant to Shasta. While he was idle, Master had Lisa give him a hummer. I would have happily done it, but I was still suspended upside down from the cross with my two nether holes filled, in the background for some of Evelyn's and future shots.

"Tonight, has shown me that I've been to relaxed in my claiming of you all. First Janice and now Charlotte have both stepped out of their place. So, I am going to finish training each of you now. But I want to give each of you one last opportunity to say no and leave. Do you want to be my four sister-wives? Understand that you will be my slaves and I will be your complete Master. So answer me do you want me to own you?" There came a resounding, "Yes Master." from all four of them. "Then you will repeat after me and everything you repeat will sink deep into your soul and become your truth. You will be changed by what you repeat and it will be eternal do you understand?" I pushed that command

I completed that in my mind. “We are slaves.”

"The men could only use my mouth. Master was trying to work up towards seeing other men fuck me. Red silk means all of you may be sold. I was very nervous the first time. I wasn't sure if Master really wanted me to be with other men. He did, but he didn't. He wanted me to have a full slave experience, even though he didn't want to share me. So when he told me I'd be sucking all of our friends cocks, I was very nervous. I thought he might be testing me to see if I would remain faithful to him. I didn't want to appear too enthusiastic to be sucking anyone's cocks, but I was wearing the Slave Trainer and the only time I got to cum is if I made one of the men cum. I was quite desperate to orgasm

An emotion that pulls and hypnotizes me. "What are you doing?" I can speak, even if I don't recognize my voice. "Let's bet." " To bet?" "If you finish filling out all those papers in less time than it took me to talk to Sirius, I'll be your slave." "My slave?" He nods, smiling as if the idea of ​​being my slave pleases him more than anything else.

Her head and arms were secured and her mouth could be used by either males or females. "Look at Slut, slave," Master told me. "That's going to be you next." "Yes, Master," I replied. He then tied blindfolds around Ron's and Slut's faces, so they couldn't see. He hung a printed sign over each of the slaves. It said 'do not speak when fucking the slave'. "I don't want you to know who's fucking you," Master told them. "You can guess for the rest of the day who made use of your body."

I whispered, shaky, “Why me? Why are you doing this? You can’t be serious about… marrying me.” For one breath, I thought I saw something flicker in his eyes. But then he shoved me back. My shoulder hit the wall. The slap came fast, sharp, ringing through the room. My cheek burned. “You should be grateful,” he said, his voice cold enough to freeze the air. “I’m elevating you from slave to wife.” My heart thrashed in my chest. His mouth curled into a cruel smile. “I’ll have my lawyer draft a contract. You’ll sign it. You’ll be my wife and my property forever.”

The first one was a success, but I feel the dose was not strong enough… I look up as his words sink in. “You can improve it?” ‘You wish to dull her mind and to become a slave to your will… and I, I happen to be the God of hypnotism.’ He chuckles darkly at something I don’t get. “So you’re saying that you have something that will make her obey my will?” I ask, intrigued. ‘Not only obey your will, but she will become your slave, yours to command and control. The perfect puppet to your command and you will be the puppet master.’

Augusto smiles at the spectacle. “You think you have the right to decide?!” A blow lands on Carrie’s stomach, and then her neck is gripped with a dark force, cutting off her air as her body levitates a few inches against the wall. Everything around them becomes a thick mist, as it does every time Carla shows her true face. Augusto takes a few steps back, anticipating what’s coming. Carrie stares in horror at the being before her. “You’re a slave, my slave! Don’t forget that until the end of time, I am your master.”