R/erotichypnosis Novels & Stories

“A waste, then. But if you won’t submit willingly, I’ll break you like you break your rivals. Slow. Painful. Pleasurable.” He nodded to his men, who entered with syringes filled with a new prototype drug, Raul’s latest creation, a hyper-potent aphrodisiac meant to flood the market. “Test subjects,” Vincent said, gesturing. “Let’s see how it plays.” The needles plunged in, and the effect was immediate. Natasha gasped, her body writhing, not in pain but in explosive pleasure, her pussy clenching as she came untouched, juices dripping down her thighs.

Master Hero exclaimed as if protesting on limiting his ejaculation. "Your case is a sexual disorder, Hero. You have satyriasis, a hypersexual condition like a nyphomaniac for female term. You have excessive sexual craving, a very high appetite for sex. You're very young, it is normal to have hypersexuality at your age but in your case it's excessive. You are lucky to have girlfriend that could understand you and willing to quench your insatiable sex drive. Maybe we can still try to cure it. Try to have many masturbation before meeting her. Divert your attention to other things. Do you fancy other women for sex?" Dr. Ellis explained to Master Hero.

"You like being used." Lilith nodded, her breath coming in short gasps. "Yes," she whispered. "I do." Ruth continued to move the dildo in and out of Lilith, her fingers gently stroking Lilith's clit. Lilith could feel the orgasm building, her body tensing as the pleasure grew. "Come for me, Lilith," Ruth murmured, her voice low and husky. "Come all over my hand." Lilith cried out, her body convulsing as the orgasm hit her. She came hard, her body shaking as waves of pleasure washed over her. Ruth held her steady, her fingers gently stroking Lilith's clit as she rode out the orgasm.

His scarred hands moved fast, wrapping and unwrapping as he worked the bag with steady power. Lila bit her lower lip. She pulled out her phone and opened her secret folder. The videos showed rough, dominant older men fucking younger women hard. She turned the volume low so only she could hear the moans and slaps. Her free hand slid down into her tiny cotton shorts. Her fingers found her clit right away. She was already wet. The wetness coated her fingertips as she started rubbing slow circles. Damien kept hitting the bag. Each punch made a loud thud that echoed through the empty warehouse. Lila rubbed her clit in time with the punches. She started slow and careful, pressing just enough to fe

Then he bites my neck as he pushes his fingers into me. I moan, twin sensations of pain and pleasure rippling through my body. “Harder,” I say. He obeys, sending shockwaves through me. His thumb presses onto my clit as his fingers work me, and my hips lift off the mattress. “Since I need to keep myself occupied for a few minutes,” he says, scraping his teeth down my neck to my breast, “I think I’ve got more work to do.” His teeth clamp around my nipple. “Yes,” I say, my eyes rolling back in my head as I push my hands into his hair and yank tight.

She was already drenched, her slick coating her fingers the instant she touched herself. She began to rub, her eyes fixed on the scene inside. Every time Ryder drove into her mother, Ruth-Ann echoed the rhythm with her fingers. She imagined it was her on that bed. She imagined Ryder's large hands in her hair, his weight pressing her down, his cock stretching her open. "Oh yes!" Bethany cried, her voice muffled by the pillow. "Right there! Don't stop!" "Yeah... I'm close too," Ryder breathed, his pace unraveling, his thrusts tightening into something faster, more erratic.

His smirk didn’t need encouragement. The rest of the class trickled in slowly and hesitantly. They always avoided the seats between us like sitting in our crossfire would burn. Professor Hale entered last with a weathered scroll tucked beneath one arm. “Today’s debate,” he said, “concerns the sexual invocation rites of the Carcerem Cults. Voss. Liliane. You lead.” Adrien spoke first. “The Carcerem Cult believed orgasm, especially delayed or denied, opened gateways to divine consciousness. They used pain and ritual edging and forced climax to awaken the gods chained beneath reality.”

He goes gently and expands my wall further. My toes began to shake the more he pushed in, my head feels dizzy from each thrust of passion. My pussy pulsated as well and ache for more. It feels so fucking sweet inside my hole and then Knight pulls out making me hiss in protest. He chuckles and drills me once again. He begins to tap the roof of my pussy bringing a different kind of sensations to my body. My head spiral and I feel more dizzy at his ministration. "My gosh! Baby.... Ah." I moan

That made Joana moan even more, rubbing herself against my hand and my cock. Joana stopped moaning, because she was out of voice, out of breath. I started to feel that pressure in my chest right at the time of a crisis, and I was focusing on inhaling and breathing so as not to fall hard right there out of breath. That shit would kill me. Joana and her wet pussy would take me to hell. And worst of all, I couldn't stop. I couldn't. I didn't have any courage. That pussy hypnotized me, made me its owner, even if I didn't mean to. And I accepted everything from her, giving everything from me in return.

A constant, low-level ache built between her legs, but she smiled and chatted normally, laughing at Ryan’s jokes like always. Inside her innocent mind, the hypno app had already taken root. The real fun — the public edging, the uncontrollable squirting, the slow corruption into his perfect stepsister fucktoy — was only just beginning. Ryan watched her squirm subtly on the couch and smiled to himself. Soon, little sis. Very soon.