Dave and Paula hardly ever made time to go out on date night, but the twilight market on the local boardwalk encouraged them to get out together. The fetching couple were truly in love, even if their busy work schedules had taken a bat to their sex life. They strolled through the balmy, evening air lit by festive strings of light stretching above rows of shop tents and food trucks.

“Oh, wow! Look at that, babe!” Paula pointed.

Near the base of the pier, one of the rundown brick warehouses had been painted in gaudy yellow, purple, and orange paint, the ribbons of colors swirling into odd, layered spirals. Neon lights projected onto the vibrant brick surface, making the building appear to glow and flicker.

“Whoa! Where did that come from? Did that pop up overnight, or are we just not getting out enough?” joked Dave.

“Let’s go check it out!” Paula said, grabbing him by the hand. Dave shrugged, following his wife’s red hair bouncing along with her fit butt. Dave was happy to take a tour of a sock factory just to have some time with the luscious girl he married.

As they jogged up to the large building, Dave noticed thr sign projected onto the building’s side.

Miraja’s Funhouse of Mystery.

“Well, hello! What a handsome couple you two are!”

Dave and Paula turned to see a stunning raven-haired woman clad in a sparkling jacket, corset, and fishnet stockings. Her blue eyes twinkled under a campy, matching top hat.

“Could I interest you two cuties in a tour through my funhouse?” She spoke with a musical cadence, every motion oozing confidence and presence.

“What’s it all about?” Paula asked, trying to peer through the darkened windows. “Is it, like, a carnival ride, or a haunted house, or something?”

“Mmm…not quite. We’re a traveling exhibit offering a unique experience. Think of it like a tour of your own mind.”

The woman raised her hand to Paula’s face, her purple nail polish glittering in the reflected light. She began to wave and twist her fingers along with her words.

“Your mind is a bit like a hall of mirrors…like a maze…filled with twists and turns…going one way, and then going another…it’s impossible to see every corner of your mind…because then you are staring back at yourself…reflected like a mirror…your mind is like a mirror.”

Paula didn’t know how to respond to the woman’s strange rant, so she just followed along with the fingers, watching her reflections in the nails, stretched and distorted…like a mirror. Dave tried to track what this woman was doing to his wife, but two glimmers of light kept shining into his eyes. The sequins over the woman’s corset kept flashing in the garish light, pulling his eyes to her chest as she swayed softly in front of them.

“Clear and empty….like a mirror…it’s so easy to lose track of what you were doing…the mirror so distracting…so easy to lose track of what you were thinking…your mind dizzy and confused…”

Her fingers spun in circles, leading Paula’s eyes around and around.

“…losing track of what you were thinking…thinking about visiting funhouse…very attracted to my funhouse…very attracted….wanting to go inside and let it lead you through your own mind…you want to go into my funhouse when I wake you both up, coming up now, forgetting what you were thinking, getting ready to see my funhouse and UP! Fully awake now!”

The woman snapped her fingers in Paula’s face and stood up straight, sending her perky breasts bouncing up in down in front of Dave. The couple blinked, completely confused and bewildered.

“Oh, my god! Did you hypnotize us?” Paula exclaimed. “I just zoned out!”

“Yes, I did!” The woman said with a grin. “Pretty fun trick, isn’t it?”

“I’ll say! Did you get hypnotized, babe?” She said, looking at Dave.

“Uhm…yeah! Yeah, that’s what happened.”

“That’s so cool!” Paula shouted. “Wow, you know we should really give this thing a try!”

“Sure, I want to see this funhouse now!” Dave said with enthusiasm.

The woman wore a smug grin and waved her hand towards the black and white doorway. “Entrance is that way, no charge for a pretty couple like you!”

Paula and Dave exchanged a look of delight. “Well, thanks so much, miss…?” Dave paused.

“Miraja, sweetie,” The woman grinned like a cat as she bent forward and shimmied her chest slightly. The motion took Dave by surprise. He froze, panicked, as her sparkling tits dazzled his eyes.

“Better hurry up! Your girl is running off without you,” Miraja winked. Dave turned, realizing that Paula was already skipping off to the entrance, an excited spring in her step. He rushed off, the image of Miraja’s chest sinking into his subconscious.

“Paula, wait for me!” Dave yelled as his wife pulled open the main door. He slipped inside, and the two found themselves in a large atrium bathed in black light. Paula turned to her husband with eyes and teeth that gleamed in the ultraviolet room.

“Isn’t this great? It’s so trippy!”

Dave nodded, just a little confused why they had chosen to visit the strange funhouse again. But Paula was enjoying herself, so he might as well go along with it. At the far end of the atrium was a tunnel sloping down deeper into the warehouse. The ramp pulsed with warm, inviting red light that traveled down the pathway like a gentle wave, beckoning them closer. Black and white chevrons on the floor pointed the way.

“I guess we head down there,” said Dave, walking towards the entrance. He found the closer he got, the more his feet just wanted to go along with the psychedelic patterns and light. Soon he and his wife were marching down the long ramp.

“Do you hear a…well, like music?” Paula asked. Dave strained his ears.

"Yeah...kinda like a carnival band.” The more Dave listened, the more he could hear words cycling with the droning music.

“Welcome to Miraja’s Funhouse…

Follow the lights…

Going deeper…

Follow the lights…

Welcome to Miraja’s Funhouse…”

The silky voice repeated again and again in a slow, steady tempo was so easy to march to. Dave suddenly realized the two of them hadn’t said a word to each other since entering the tunnel. The lights and the music were just too disorienting.

Finally, they found the end of the ramp, deep in the basement of the warehouse. The tunnel opened out into a wide hall with a strange screen flashing at the other end.

“Holy shit! Dave, are those women naked?”

Standing directly in front of the screen taking up the entire wall, were two figures. A buxom woman with ebony skin and wide curvy hips, and a small, fit woman with well-defined muscles across her shoulders and back, her black hair cut at the nape of her neck. The women faced away from them, staring unmoving into the swirling image on the screen, both of them completely nude.

Dave and Paula approached cautiously, unsure if the women were performers in the funhouse or patrons. They tip-toed around to see the women’s faces staring ahead blankly, their eyes perfect mirrors for the mesmerizing display of colors. Their mouths trembled as they chanted in unison.

“Watch Miraja’s spiral…

Obey Miraja’s commands…

Hypnotized by Miraja…

Do whatever she demands…”

The women continued the droning mantras, evidently unaware that Dave and Paula were staring at them aghast. Timidly, Dave reached out his hand, slowly waving it in front of the darker woman’s face. Her big, brown eyes didn’t even blink. She just kept repeating the same words.

“Watch Miraja’s spiral…

Obey Miraja’s commands…”

“Oh my god, Dave!” Paula gasped. She picked up the fit Asian woman’s arm and let it drop, unresisting, to her side. “Are they really hypnotized?”

“Either that or just really good actors,” Dave mused. His gaze wandered down to the black woman’s luscious tits. A very naughty part of him wanted to test how deep she was by hefting up one of the heavy tits in his hands, but didn’t want to risk getting thrown out. Or Paula slapping him.

“Hypnotized by Miraja…

Do whatever she demands…” The women continued to chant.

“Wow. How long do you think they’ve been like this, Paula? …Paula?”

Tearing his eyes away from the naked woman, Dave turned to see his wife staring into the flashing screen, her eyes glazing over.

“Pauulllaaa?” Dave echoed, trying to get her attention. It was no use. He had seen that same expression on her face at home, scrolling through her phone. He went over and shook her by the shoulders.

“Babe! C’mon, let’s get moving already!”

Paula didn’t let her eyes waver from the spinning spiral taking up the entire wall.

“mmm…preeetttyyy…” She mumbled.

Before Dave could think better of it, he turned his head and followed Paula’s gaze to the spiral.

Twinkly flashes immediately bombarded his eyes, stunning him. He tracked the swirl of colors around and around, his eyes helplessly pulled towards the center. If he tried to drag them away, another irresistible wave of bright, shiny color would grab him, washing his gaze back to the center like water spinning around a drain. He knew he should stop, but looking away just seemed so hard. It was so much easier to follow along with the spiral, watch the endless parade of dazzling colors and just…drift.

“D-d-daaavvee?” Paula’s pleading voice echoed in his ears. He could tell she was trying to break free, but was trapped in the same mesmerizing spell as him.

“We…gotta…s-s-ssttoppp…” he murmured, ready to do just that, as soon as he finished watching that last…pretty…color…

“Watch Miraja’s spiral…

Obey Miraja’s commands…

Hypnotized by Miraja…

Do whatever she demands…

Watch Miraja’s spiral…”

The droning chant from the two women filled his ears, drowning out his thoughts. The glowing spiral was making it so hard for him to think. A few seconds later, he forgot why that was a bad thing. After all, he felt happy looking at the spiral. Each swirl and flash felt like it was tickling his mind with giddy, intoxicating pleasure. Why should he fight that?

“Watch Miraja’s spiral…

Obey Miraja’s commands…

Hypnotized by Miraja…

Do whatever she demands…”

Dave heard Paula’s voice echoing the strange chant a second before he realized he was mouthing the words too. It felt so easy to follow along, to just let Miraja’s spiral hypnotize him as it swirled around and around…and around.

Two soft hands began stroking his shoulders, massaging them in the same rhythm as the flashing spiral. Dave let his body surrender to the touch, his mind completely besieged by the spiral and ceaseless chanting.

“Hypnotized by Miraja…

“Do whatever she demands…”

It just made so much sense. He was hypnotized, so he should do whatever he was told. It was just too relaxing to question, too wonderful to resist.

Soft lips brushed his ear, whispering sweet words into his receptive mind.

“You are hypnotized by Miraja’s spiral…Miraja wants you to feel good…Miraja wants you to be naked…”

Dave nodded. He obeyed Miraja’s commands. The gentle hands dug into his neck and shoulders, washing him in such heavenly pleasure. The hands slid to his chest, methodically undoing his shirt buttons.

“You want to be naked…You will obey Miraja’s commands…Miraja wants you to take off your clothes…”

Dave felt his shirt slide off his body. He let the hands undo his belt and fly, and dociley stepped out of his shoes, his pants sliding down his legs. He stood, still staring ahead into the relentless spiral, completely nude as the soft hands gently caressed his entire body, lingering slightly over his cock and balls.

He blinked, straining against the mental yoke of the spiral, and managed to turn his head towards Paula. She was staring with glassy eyes at the screen, her pale body completely exposed while the Asian woman ran her hands down her body, whispering soft words into her ears as Paula nodded along. Before he could rally himself to object, the ebony-skinned woman blocked his view with her face, a calming smile on her plush lips. Her fingers cupped his chin and tenderly turned his head back to the spiral. She guided his head around in small circles as his mind dropped helplessly into the colorful swirls.

He wasn’t sure how long he stayed there, chanting and letting the curvy woman rub and tease him. Her warm body pressed into his back, her full breasts smooshing into him. The more he stared, the more arousal he felt bubbling between his legs. It wasn’t long before she began to coax and tease his hardening cock.

“Watch Miraja’s spiral…

Obey Miraja’s commands…

Hypnotized by Miraja…

Do whatever she demands…

Feels so good to listen to Miraja…

Being hypnotized is so sexy…

Miraja’s commands make us so aroused…”

Finally, Dave felt the warm hands slowly twist his body around. His eyes reluctantly left the spiral and found the naked woman smiling back at him, her body glowing in the reflected lights of the spiral. Her hand snaked down to lightly tug his cock, pulling him forward.

"We obey Miraja’s commands…

We are hypnotized by Miraja…

Miraja wants you to come with me…

You will come with me…”

Dave took a step forward, helpless to resist the woman’s ministrations as she led him down the hall to the right. Behind him, the smaller lady was luring Paula away down the opposite corridor, her deft fingers teasing her exposed pussy, beckoning her forward, deeper into the hall of mirrors.