Inspired by this delightful photomanip by @scifiscribbler
She was disoriented, confused. But you could hardly blame her: waking up in a strange bed, in a strange bedroom… that’d confuse anybody.
She stretched out under the covers, trying to get her bearings. Her head felt fuzzy, more like she was …
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It felt strangely natural, being on display.
Chloe hadn’t done anything like this before, she was pretty sure of it; modelling lingerie for a room full of strangers—men and women—all staring intently at her body, whispering to each other. She was sure that, if she tried hard …
Brooke was waiting for you. It wasn’t a surprise, really, but… well, yeah. It was a surprise. Sure, she’d agreed to spend her day off listening to that recording you made. And you knew she was into the whole idea, the whole “this will brainwash you into my …
As she strutted back down the hall, she ran her hands through her long, dark ponytail. Hadn’t she just done this? The cold, empty hallway seemed so… familiar, like she’d been here before. Recently.
The air was chilly against her tanned skin in every place except where the …
The trigger was so strong it took her before she could even sit down.
Sitting down would have been a blessing after all day in the stilettos, but she had dressed without thinking and looked in the mirror and almost came with how sexy she looked, how on-display, how perfectly …
“So you’re saying, what? That you can control minds?”
“Heh, no! C’mon, silly. We all know hypnotism doesn’t work like that, I can’t just tell you you’re getting sleepy and then you’ll do whatever I say.”
“Otherwise I guess the first person to learn …
She'd felt it as soon as she'd started to do up the zippers.
A tingle, hard to tell if it was in her pussy or just in her head. She'd giggled to herself at first, turned on by her own clothes! She didn't know who'd sent her the gift, but …
Her legs, bound in fishnets, shaped by heels, her legs were not her own.
Every step brings me closer
Every step takes me deeper
She felt so empty, but so heavy, she could never have climbed the steps on her own, but her treacherous legs, locked in lace, slowly did …
"The higher the heels," she whispered, "the better it feels."
Couldn't remember how she'd got there, but she leaned against the wall, so weak, legs trembling, so unused to the towering shoes that bound her body and ruled her mind.
"The higher the heels, the better it feels..."
She hoped …