"I need to warn you."
"Yes?"
"I'm finding it hard to... I..."
"It's okay, go ahead."
"I can't think."
"You can't think."
"Y-yeah. I can't think."
"I see. That's okay. You don't have to think."
"I don't have to think."
"That's right. Is there... anything else you want to tell …
When Harper left for work, Trish had been studying for her law exam. Harper was surprised, to say the least, to come home and find her roomie wearing a low-cut tank top with no bra, furiously jiggling her breasts with both hands. She’d shut the door and frozen, unable …
“It’s hard to focus when it’s so close!”
“Don’t worry, silly. The point isn’t to focus, the point is to make your eyes tired.”
“Why are my eyes supposed to be tired?”
“Because tired eyes make a tired mind.”
“If you say so…”
“It’s not …
They’d noticed her at the gym.
They’d said, “We love your look—how’d you like to be a model?”
Brooke thought, “This kind of thing only happens in the movies”.
They’d said, “Come back to our place, we want to take some pictures.”
She’d showered …
She remembered the first time she was told, “Kneel.”
It had come as a surprise. They’d been playing around in bed, undressing each other, kissing, toucing; usually a prelude to sex, but this time…
“Kneel.”
She’d done as she was told. On her knees, on the bed, hands …
“Oh! Oh, my God, I didn’t even notice you two following me! Oh, that’s so funny…
“I mean, of course I’ve hypnotized people with my perfect ass before, but I don’t think it’s ever happened by accident while I was just taking a walk! Amazing …
The worst part was getting used to being on her knees.
Ever since Hypnox told Diana her strength was in her bracers and her free will was in her tiara—and then placed those artifacts before her eyes, just out of reach—she’d been able to feel herself growing …
She stepped out of the portal, and you realized you were in way over your head. Her eyes fixed on you—quicksilver, diamondine1—and, despite the perfection of your summoning circle, whose wards you’d checked again and again, you knew fear.
This was no mere wraith of a …
“Professor, it’s just… I don’t think these lessons are—are working.”
Aurora shifted in the chair uneasily. The way her thighs rubbed together was distracting; probably because she had no panties on. She was almost sure she’d been wearing panties—and blue jeans, for that matter—when …
“No thoughts,” his voice said over and over in her head, “just cock.”
God, it felt good to be like this. Soft and weak, on her knees like… like a pet, like a… a good girl. She couldn’t seem to think except in words he’d given her. She …
“That’s right,” Gloria said, passing her hand in front of Kat’s blank, placid face. “Eyes-open sleep.”
Gloria couldn’t believe how beautiful Kat looked like this—naked, soft, warm, and luscious, so deeply hypnotized her big blue eyes were open, seeing nothing, even as her conscious mind was …
It’s called a “supernormal stimulus”. You look surprised that a woman who looks like me would know such big words! Or maybe something else has all your attention.
See, it’s a fascinating concept. There are birds, for example, where the chicks peck a red spot on the parent …
Look, don’t get me wrong. I definitely want to make your brains drip out your cunt, leaving you locked in place on your knees, trembling and obedient, awaiting the snap of Master’s fingers.
But I also want you to be a happy, healthy, independent human being.
So forget …
It makes sense when you think about it: of course porn stars would date each other—who else would be able to put up with that lifestyle? It was like cops and EMTs; normal people don’t get it.
“That’s right. So focused, so deep in each other’s …
Crystal stirred—had she been asleep? the room was warm and lit by a soft pinkish glow from the edges of the floor and ceiling. There was the deliciously comfortable cot inviting her back into the sexy dreams that were already slithering away from her memory, and there was a …
Sindra kept taking pictures, trying to ignore the growing wetness in her panties. She didn’t know what was up—she was a professional, and she’d photographed tons of models, with all sorts of bodies, clothed, naked, and in-between. But there was something about Victoria… she couldn’t put …
“Oh! I-I’m sorry, Mister Webster! I was just… I was… um…”
From the looks of it, you were trying to do something on my computer, Miss Dodson. But what are you doing on the desk?
“I… I’m so sorry! I don’t know what came over me, I …
It was almost finished. She was almost perfect.
The woman floated in the absolute bliss of silver, silver that ran up and down her spinal column, remaking her inside and out. The shiny, slippery new skin coating and replacing—perfecting—her body tingled with pleasure. Before, in the pink-time she …
Somehow, when she said it, it didn’t seem the least bit corny:
“Look into my eyes.”
It was hard to stop ogling her luscious lips. Just the thought of kissing her was… but then you obeyed, and saw her gaze, like molten steel, and gasped.
She smiled at your …
Maria hated cleaning. She’d always hated it, from the time her mother started making her tidy up around the house—“You’re old enough to start contributing around here!”—to when she’d moved out for college and realized if she didn’t keep the dorm room at least …