Hocus Focus

By Cara B. Witching 

Written for Anonymous 

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On a nearby dresser just beyond a few dancing couples, a swirling plasma lamp casts its inescapable neon glow through the dark living room and across my spellbound face.

My red lips smile as I lose myself in the mesmerizing liquid color, each calming motion drawing me further away from my friend's conversation, and the crowded party she was hosting. 

My expression continues to relax as the pretty colors hypnotize and calm my nerves, so magnetically compelling, the swirling plasma invites me to stare deeper. My glittery eyelids begin to flutter, the lamp becoming slightly blurry while a soft yawn escapes from my lips, painted a sexy deep crimson to match the rest of my revealing costume. 

"Hey, Earth to Cara." A familiar voice cuts through the haze, and I'm pulled from my self induced trance when my friend clicks her fingers around my eyes. 

My blue irises dilate at her loud snapping, and I can feel them slowly crossing, rising upwards against my control. With a disoriented groan I give my head a small shake, the golden viper fang earrings glimmering beside my face with each sway. 

"Feeling it already? Mine still hasn't kicked in yet." She asks, resting her hand on her cheerleading skirt, and offering a blue solo cup to me. 

I just laugh in response, taking my chalice and sipping what tastes like pumpkin IPA, the electronic tempo causing me to begin swaying 

my hips back and forth, becoming so lost in the music that I'm unaware I'm even doing so....

...

My friend Maria loves Halloween almost as much as I do, if such a thing was even possible, and every year she lights up the whole street by throwing the biggest parties right in her own home. 

I can still remember the first year when it was just us and some of our friends, but now the whole neighborhood seemed to arrive each October, it was a wonder how her poor living room survived. 

I was really hoping some cute guys would turn up this year, and I'd even worn my homemade Slave Jasmine costume, hoping to turn a few heads, but so far no one's really caught my eye. 

I'd noticed a few boys checking us out earlier but they'd honestly seemed kinda boring, and their cheap pirate outfits did little to impress. One of them waves a plastic hook to me from the other side of the room, and I just touch my hip with an unimpressed glance. 

I hope he wasn't about to come over here and ask me to walk his plank. 

"...Why do you have bunny ears, if your team name is a cat?" I turn back to my friend, pointing to the rabbit ears perched on her raven colored mane, while her cheerleading costume reads 'Smilodons' above her open chest window. 

"Because someone still has my kitty ears! Better question is, why aren't you wearing those bottoms from last year?" She gestures her cup to my silk red harem pants.

I just roll my eyes, giving my brushed ponytail a flick over my shoulders with another laugh. It's true my 'Jafar's Slave' look included a chainlink thong, there's even a scaly bangle back home I liked to wear around my thigh to really give myself that trophy bride feel…

But with this crowd of leftovers, I was kind of glad to be wearing pants, even if I still had to shave earlier with how low they ran. 

"I think this is all the skin I'm gonna show these dorks." I sigh, taking a moment to examine the serpent armband coiled around my bicep, gazing deeply into its intimidating ruby eyes. 

I'd never admit this out loud, but I've always had a pretty big crush on Jafar...And I especially thought that falling victim to his hypnotic snake staff seemed like it would be an incredible experience.

It's just so exciting for me to imagine what Jafar would have me do if I were under his control, and was fully at the mercy of a villain.

Have me sleepwalk off a ledge?...Or perhaps into his private bedchambers...?

…

Though my jewelry might have been purchased online, the rest of my slave costume was home made, and despite rocking the thong version plenty of Halloween's before, I'd originally put this look together for my own enjoyment. 

Sometimes I'd like to exercise in my red top and snake earrings, pretending that I was keeping myself toned and healthy for my Master. A few guys at the gym even told me I sort of had that Jasmine look, even though I'd never really seen myself in her. 

In private however, I'd often relax on my sofa in a presentive pose, my body adorned with just the serpentine jewelry that marked me as a royal consort. I would bask in the excitement of being owned, and the thrill of feeling like I'm enslaved to the evil sorcerer, serving him as the latest submissive conquest for his harem. 

Mmm...But let's just say...None of the guys I've seen have measured up even halfway close to my favorite villain. So far the tiny Jack O Lantern on the small coffee table before us was the cutest boy here. 

"Rememeber that night we did tequila shots in your kitchen?" I pull my eyes away from the lamp when I find them wandering back, nudging my hip down the hall and towards a crowd of people surrounding her dining table. 

Her bunny ears slip off when she starts laughing, bumping into a passing ninja who nearly spills his drink over his dark shonobi. 

"Yeah, now that was an especially scary Halloween!!"

We both continue our giggling, and I let the soft buzzing increase against my senses, reaching down across the table to pluck her ears from a nest of plastic toy spiders. 

"Hey, Maria! I've got a question to ask!" A drunk guy wearing a bandit’s costume stumbles into her, collapsing onto the sofa behind us. His eyes roll around behind his mask, struggling to focus on our faces.

"My bro thinks you and your friend are hot...You wanna pose as his modelss..?" 

"Yeah that sounds like a wonderful idea, Hamburgler. You better not puke on my couch." She glares at him angrily while I fix her ears back onto her head, chuckling at how obviously drunk he was. 

"No really...We was talkin' an he wants a selfie..." His voice trails off before snoring, and suddenly a deeply masculine one cuts through all the music to seize my focus. 

"Frankie! I told you go outside, not to the couch!" 

Such a powerful voice, his tone so controlling and sexy, my cheeks fill with blushing red at the sight of a tall and very handsome boy stepping between us, towering over us both and dressed like a sexy gothic vampire. 

"Hey! You still with me?...Ugh, sorry about that, girls." He turns his attention to us after kicking his friend's unresponsive foot a few times, his eyes instantly locking with mine and causing me to gasp. 

I hope he didn't hear me do that but I couldn't help it, he was just so sexy, and into vampires too?? He's caught me completely off guard, just feeling his eyes on my skin is enough to send me into ecstasy. 

Fuck, maybe I should have worn that thong after all. 

"This is your friend? He said something about you wanting a selfie with us." Maria still looks slightly annoyed, but I just step closer, his tall frame so imposing...I have to fight the urge to touch him, my hands feel like they're being magnetized to his shoulders! 

I quickly place them behind my back, still blushing, but wanting him to see more of my little pushup top. 

"Ahh yeah, sorry about that..." He brushes some of his dark hair back, keeping his eyes on me the whole time he speaks. 

"I'm a photographer and I just mentioned that you girls would be perfect models. We were kind of having a drinking contest and well..." He gestures to the snoring burglar, curling up with some pillows. 

"...I never lose." He smirks, and at last I see that perfect smile, my heart melting with such intensity. 

There's no doubt he was the hottest guy here, and with my buzz increasing, I'm starting to feel a newfound confidence to strike a little pose for him with my hand on my hip.

"That's great Nosferatu, but I hope you guys were using your own booze." 

"I'll do it! You know I've always wanted to be a model...And I think you look much more like Dracula." I interrupt her coldness with a warm chirp, batting my eyes and giving him my best innocent face. 

"I'm Cara...Or, Princess Cara tonight, I guess."

He takes my hand when I extend it out to him, sending a pleasurable shiver down my spine. The party doesn't even seem to exist anymore, all I can focus on is this hottie in a vampire's cloak...

"I'm Brett...Wow, that's a pretty name." He smiles, and I gently run my manicure against his wrist, stepping so close now I have to look up. His body was so lean, but I could tell through his costume that he was very fit. 

His arms were extremely sexy, and his shoulders completely hypnotic...Such a cute face too, he was really working a spell over me...

"Thanks...You've got really nice eyes, Brett." We're so close now that I can't help but reach out and give his bicep a friendly squeeze, moving closer and inviting him to touch me back. 

"Well, in that case..." His low voice chuckles, and he puts his hand to my chin, lifting me higher into his gaze. His stare is so commanding, and looking into his deep brown eyes is making me drip with love beneath my red harem pants. 

Slowly he raises his cloak up to his face, holding the black cloth just below his piercing stare. 

"Look into my eyes...You must become my model..." Now his voice drops to an even lower whisper, and with him doing the classic hypnotist thing, I can feel my heart exploding in my chest!

I can just barely contain the end of a frantic squeal, covering my lips as I descend into light-headed giggles. 

Quickly I let my body stiffen up at attention, opening my eyes wide as I relax my jaw and stare through his chest. 

"Yesszz Mastaar...Aye vust become your vodel..." 

I give my best hypnotized impression, practically drenching myself in excitement. The waterfall between my legs only increases once he reaches out to wave his fingers down my face. 

"Sleep....Sleep...And come with me..." 

I can't believe how unbelievably sexy this was, I'm sure he could tell I was starting to jitter a little, my golden stiletto heels anxiously tapping against the carpet despite my robotic stature. 

"Yesssszzz Masstaarr...Zzzzzzz...." I release a comical snore, letting my glittery eyelids close down. He takes my wrists in his powerful hands, gripping me tightly as he guides me away from the living room and down the hall, every guy who sees us together looking at him with jealousy. 

“....What just happened??” Maria watches with a confused and dumbfounded expression, before placing her bunny ears on the sleeping drunk and following after us...

...

There's even more people outside, but mostly crowded around the furthest end of the yard where the pool was, or enjoying one of the large beer kegs by the fence. 

I could see a gothic looking couple making out not far from us, along with a few people smoking, and a witch dressed girl who seemed to be a bit out of it, just sitting on my friend's old swingset petting a small cat. 

But at this moment, none of them exist to me, not even the beautiful crescent moon above can steal any interest away. All I can focus on is the sexy vampire behind me, tightly gripping my bare midsection, and pulling my body into his cloak.

"Perfect! You guys look great under that light." Maria laughs, snapping a picture of us with her phone while standing just a few feet away. 

I give my ponytail a shake, draping it across my shoulder as I lean further into his chest, feeling his own heartbeat rapidly synching with mine. It's good to know I was exciting him too, he even seemed a little shy at first which was adorable, 

but I'm so glad he's still brave enough to grip me with such dominance and control. 

My eyes widen once he squeezes my hips tighter, spinning me in place to face him. He's so hot, and impressively tall, my eyes were just barely at his chest, my lips slightly trembling as I move closer, relaxing into his authority. 

"You look even prettier than Jasmine did. Jafar's a lucky guy." His words send my heart and ovaries into ecstasy, and with how buzzed I currently feel, it's taking all of my restraint not to rip his pants off now! 

"Oohaa..." I wanted to say thank you, or at least match his flattery, but all that comes out is a blissful sigh, my glittery eyelids fluttering. 

He holds me closer, taking full support as my legs nearly give out from all this sexyness, Maria rolling her eyes with a smirk.

He looks even better away from all the flashing lights and party noise, I honestly feel like the luckiest girl here right now. Maybe it was a combination of the booze and intimacy, but even though my friend is just a hand's reach away, I'm starting to feel brave enough to ask him for a bit of mesmeric indulgence. 

"Hey, remember when you were trying to hypnotize me inside? Let's take one like that out here." My legs are trembling, and I try playing it cool, but I'm sure the beaming look on my face is betraying my hidden arousal. 

Playing along when he'd 'hypnotized' me earlier almost made me orgasm, just thinking about being under mind control thrilled me to no end, but to be powerless to such a charming man was enough to melt me completely. 

"Sure! You don't mind tagging me in these right?" He slowly rubs my hips, and I gently shake them to and fro against his crotch, feeling a slight twitching for me.

I can tell in his eyes that he wants everyone to see the princess he scored with, and it was exciting to imagine him bragging about me to all his friends. So when he begins to raise his cloak beneath his face, I quickly stifle a giggle, and open my eyes super wide. 

"Yeesszzz Masstaaarrr...Aye vusst tag youu.." 

I let my jaw go slack, giving myself a totally mesmerized and helpless look, my arms dropping limply as he begins to slowly back away, before rising out straight before me, magnetized to my Master's hypnotic spell. 

"You are in my power...Come to me..." He reaches out, almost touching my long nails and beckoning me with his free hand. 

I'm so beyond aroused as I zombie walk to him, feeling totally helpless, even though I was awake. Maybe this could be part of what real hypnosis was like, I feel I'm awake and able to do as I wish, I just want to go along with the hypnotist's suggestions because it feels so incredible. 

"Come to me...Come to me, Princess..."

No inhibitions, nothing to hold me back or give me worry. I was safe in my Master's thrall, in trance I'd be so weak and vulnerable, it's such a turn on to imagine him caring for me as his subject....

"Yezzz Mastar..." I can barely get the words out, trying to keep my balance. Because of how sexy this all was, my legs feel like they could give out any moment!

"Aye am in yourr....Waah!" My voice yelps when I misplace my heel, missing a ledge hidden by shadow and tumbling face first towards the ground! 

Only before I've even realized what's happened, the handsome vampire has rescued me, scooping me back up into his arms and lifting me into a bridal carry with ease! 

"Oh!" I gasp, enjoying how he's quite literally swept me off my feet, and using the opportunity to put my hands on those perfect shoulders again. 

My fingers feel magnetized to him as they involuntarily squeeze, his face smirking while my legs dangle limply over his arm. 

"...You saved me! My antihero!" I watch his face continue to beam, looking equally glad to have me like this. 

"Maybe you should head inside and sit down, Cara." Maria walks to us, handing my phone out to me as I'm set back on my heels. 

That was unbelievable, my heart has been doing backflips the whole time since we met, but him catching me was just next level sexy. Going back inside sounds like a wonderful idea, but the last thing I wanted was to sit down...

At least, not on her couch anyway…

"Oh, wait, take one more of me as the victim! That'll be so hot!" I chirp, nuzzling closer to his chest and feeling the jitters intensifying at my own words. 

"You don't mind being my snack, Princess?" He asks with a playful, slightly naughty look, those perfect hunter eyes already devouring me. 

"Mm, not at all...Masstaarr..." My giggles soften, a light headed numbing returning to my mind as I submit and play along that I'm hypnotized. 

"Ohh...Aye can't rezizt...So veak....Ohuaaa..." I flutter my lashes rapidly, letting my eyes roll up and close as I sink back into his waiting arm, going completely limp in his grasp once.

He wraps his cloak around me just like a dominant vampire lord, and I tilt my head back, trying not to smile too wide as I present my neck to him with such intensity between my legs I never thought was possible!

With my eyelids held tightly shut, I'm still vaguely aware of the flash each time my friend snaps a picture, and I let out a surprised moan when I feel his teeth being placed on my offered neck. 

“Ohhhhhhh……~”

That's one of the most erogenous parts of my body he's currently nibbling, his sharp fangs leaving behind a small hickey as they bite and suck my skin. I have to reach up and grip him 

tighter to keep my legs from shaking too much!

“Hmmmmmmnnna…” My knuckles are white by the time he's done feasting upon my virgin neck, and my eyes roll about in lazy circles when they slowly reopen, gazing deeply into his perfect face. 

So masculine with such a dominant aura, but still quite young and boyish, he's like my fantasy guy come to life. I wasn't supposed to have any hickeys with my job, but I really didn't care. It was honoring to know he's marked me as his own. 

"Forgive my hunger, Princess. Your neck was just too delectable a feast to resist~” He chuckles while helping me stand on my own again, my legs still feeling like jelly, especially when he waves his hand across my face just like Dracula again. 

"And now you shall become my undead bride~" 

That's it, I can't fight it anymore, I have to kiss him now! I soon find my lips locking fiercely over his own, our tongues meeting in a sexy, passionate dance, while I silently pray I wasn't smearing my makeup....

...

A few auburn leaves pass my hair, and I follow them over the moon with my eyes, letting out a quiet sigh, and feeling so soft and girly as he holds me closer, my heels clicking against the pavement with each step we take into the night.

I loved Maria like a sister, but one thing she's always been is a little pushy, especially when I'm trying to score, and so I was happy to finally have some privacy with my newly found dark prince. 

Our arms lock together as we continue walking down the sidewalk, only a few kids still trick or treating at this hour, mostly I just see adults in costume hanging around outside my friends house, or stretching into the neighbor’s yard. 

After our brief makeout by her garage had been interrupted by a few nosy skeletons, we'd decided to move somewhere less crowded. There's a really nice park just a few blocks from here, and despite it being nearly 1am, I couldn't feel any more safer than I do in his arms. 

Brett might not realize it yet but he's totally won my heart, I'm hopelessly crushing on him big time now. I still needed to give him my number or my Instagram, but it's becoming increasingly difficult for me to focus on anything other than his charming smile and perfect height, his hair constantly begging me to touch and play with. 

"What a perfect night to have a princess all to myself~" He pulls me closer, wrapping his cloak around my body in a sexy gothic embrace, my heels stumbling when they transfer from the pavement to a grassy tundra. 

An open field now stretches before us, a few lights and sounds in the distance coming from different homes with parties of their own. I give his cheek another kiss, staining his face with more of my red lipstick, and feeling so euphoric. 

“Shall I escort you?” He offers to carry me again when the grass becomes too difficult for me to cross in my heels, and I happily accept by giving him my legs. A girly squeal fills the night air once he lifts me up in a bridal carry, my eyes practically rolling around in circles at how wet he's making me! 

"Mmmm...The prince of darkness has claimed me~...." My voice sighs, still holding onto him tightly when he sits me down on a long set of bleachers, my legs resting over his lap. 

I can feel his manhood twitching as I pull him into my face, the two of us descending into another heavy makeout...

...

About ten or so minutes pass before we've paused to catch our breath, both of our hearts racing in unison. I wish I hadn't moved to the town over last year, otherwise I'd have brought him home with me for some sexy Halloween snacking...

"Sorry about my friend by the way...Damn I completely forgot about him once we started talking." His breath touches my skin, and I laugh when he reminds me of that drunk guy we'd left on the couch. I was so caught up in his charms, I'd almost forgotten about him too. 

“I hope he's not causing too much trouble for your friend right now.”

"Do you normally ask girls at parties to model for you?" I ask with a cheeky grin, leaning closer to his face with my teasing lips inches from his.

Even in the darkness I can see him blushing, and I run my fingers down his collar, pressing my bare tummy and chest against him. 

"Okay, full disclosure...I might have sent him your way so I'd have an excuse to talk to you...But I did *not* tell him to ask you that." His fingers stroke my midsection, I'm not sure if he's consciously aware of doing so but it feels amazing regardless. 

"You didn't have to make up some silly excuse to talk to me!" I laugh, fixing my ponytail as I sit up to straddle around his lap, his strong grip traveling to firmly take my legs. 

"Honestly, you coulda just started by doing that hypnosis thing with your hands~" It's impossible not to bite my lips, especially once I start feeling something big stirring in his jeans. 

Just saying the word hypnosis around such a hot guy should have made me cringe into oblivion, but I'm so aroused I barely even care. I want him to know how sexy it was when he tried hypnotizing me…and I especially want him to try it again…

"You like being hypnotized, Cara?" The moonlight seems to reflect in his perfect eyes, drawing me deeper into captivation. I'm so enraptured by him and his presence, he might as well be a real vampire because he's enthralled my heart. 

"I...I uh...hm.." I nervously glance down, trying not to blush under the bit of makeup left on my face, but he takes my chin with his fingers and tilts me back into his beautiful eyes. 

"I....I really like giving up control...Actually, it's why I put this costume together." I release his shoulders, leaning back slightly and presenting myself to him in my little slave outfit, relishing in how much focus he gives to my chest and midsection. 

"Lets just say...Jafar's staff kind of made an...impression on me....." I can't believe what I'm saying, I've never opened up about this to someone before, at least not in person! There's an uncharted excitement beginning to intensify in me now!

".....Okay, more than an impression. I wish I could ride that thing while he hypnotizes me." 

He seems amused hearing me say that, chuckling while his growing manhood continues to press into my dampening crotch. 

"Well then, let me give you the next best thing...Princess Cara." 

His voice suddenly switches into an even deeper tone, sounding more dominant and masculine with every word he speaks, clearly the one in control. 

I gasp when he pulls me deeper into his hard excitement, still growing to such an impressive length beneath his clothes. Without even thinking I begin slowly rubbing and grinding myself against him, feeling his cock nearly tearing through his jeans and into me now.

In my mind I begin to imagine that I'm not only rubbing against the biggest cock in the world, but also Jafar's golden scepter, my clit tingling just beneath those red swirling eyes...

"Fall to me, Cara...Fall to my power...." 

When my eyes reopen they instantly lock with his, glued into his inescapable gaze. His stare is so fierce, such a dominant hunter, and right now I'm his weak prey. 

"Look into my eyes...And give yourself to my power..." 

Slowly his hand runs in circles around my belly button, playfully walking his fingers down into my harem pants. I moan as he explores my wetness, keeping my attention on his eyes, while my body trembles in his grasp. 

His other hand rests on my hip, pulling me in and guiding his fingers deeper inside me, moving and pressing against my spot with such intensity my eyes begin to cross. 

"Ohhaaa...." My moaning grows louder, becoming sharper and fiercer as he brings me closer...

"That's it, Cara...You can't resist me....You must give in...You must accept my ownership of you…”

His beautiful stare and handsome face are starting to get blurry, it's becoming increasingly difficult not to cross my eyes. I can feel them opening wider and wider beyond my control, my eyelids flickering open when he starts rubbing around my clit. 

"I....I can't...Ohha...R-Resist y-you..." My body trembles as my voice sighs out a response coated in passion. Across from the park my moaning gradually increases, until my sharp pleasurable cries can be heard down the street. 

Everything seems to slow down, the intense pulsing in my crotch reaching an unbearable level. I'm so close to orgasm, I've never done anything like this in public before, even at night. 

It was actually really exciting getting fingered where anyone could see us at any moment…

"When you cum, you will belong to me..." His eyes continue pulling me deeper, becoming more powerful the closer I get to boiling over. 

All resistance fades away from me, and I submit myself fully to his control, letting my eyes cross in a silly expression, drooling with such a ridiculous look.

"When...When I cum...I will belong...to you..."

I'm practically hypnotized already, he's toying with me on the edge both mentally and sexually. Such a handsome, perfect dom, no girl could ever hope to resist those hunter eyes and ensnaring voice. 

"When I cum....I....Ohh!! Ohhhaaa!!!!!" 

I wanted to say it again, but my voice quickly descends back into moaning, and I suddenly feel like I'm floating in a warm cloud as I reach my peak and my dam completely bursts. 

"AAAAHHHHOUUUAAA!!! AAAhhhhaaa...." A second climax overwhelms me, and I melt into his chest, gasping and drooling everywhere while my eyes remain wide open...

*Snap!* 

Everything goes dark when he clicks his fingers at my ear, still feeling that incredible pulsing as I sink into dreamless black. He slides his other fingers from my dripping pussy, moving them up my backside and trailing my own love across my skin. 

While my drooling lips begin to smile, he slowly undoes my frilly red top, letting it fall between the bleachers as he begins massaging my breasts, eliciting even more sighs and gasps from my subdued brain. 

"Very good, Princess..." He chuckles, seemingly putting on his best Jafar impression with his voice, as his love coated fingers slowly unzip his pants....

"And now....My turn...." 

__________

…

A calming melody plays from the speakers above, sounding like an oldie song from around the 50's, and I smile as I tap my foot and gently nod my head along, absent mindedly surveying all the Halloween decorations before me. 

My eyes rest on a pitch black welcome mat with the image of a classic haunted house, a swarm of bats flying over the full moon, while an all black kitty hisses on a resting tombstone beside the front entrance. 

I smirk while reaching out to touch a ghost mask, letting my fingers travel down past a few skeletons and demons to lift a small, golden tiara up to my beaming face. 

Yes, just what I was looking for! 

It seems a bit small and well, on the cheap side but still, this would compliment my slave costume nicely this year. After five Halloween's in a row, it's basically tradition now for me to dress up like I'm Jafar's slave for my friends' parties. 

I reach back to the shelf and take a felt witch's hat, along with a black spider ring I slide up my index finger with a giggle. Stepping past a large plastic cauldron, a hanging glow in the dark skeleton lets out a shriek, the Reaper's paw moving to grasp my hair with its bony fingers. 

I'd really only come here for the tiara, but I just loved Halloween so much, there's no reason I can't take a half hour or so to relish in the festivities of my favorite holiday. 

That is, until I come face to face with someone I'd hoped never to see again…

…

My cheeks blush when I almost walk into his chest, releasing a soft apology as I step back with a bit of shyness before the tall man. But as I look up into his face, I begin to feel as though lightning is crashing inside my heart. 

"......You...." It takes me a few seconds to fully recognize him, but the memory of the tall and handsome vampire I'd hooked up with last year is something I've been thinking about consistently the past 12 months. 

"Hello again, Princess~" He chuckles, wearing a black v-neck t-shirt that displays his sexy collar and chest, his arms held behind his back as he just looks down to me with a smile. 

".....You!" My foot stomps, clenching my tiara and hat in balled up fists, angry flames taking over my blue irises. 

"Fancy seeing you here, I almost didn't recognize you with all the clothes on." 

I watch as he continues to smirk, fuming internally…

…

Brett and I hooked up at my friends party last Halloween, and I still remembered how jittery and wet he'd made me that night. 

The booze probably had something to do with it too, but seeing him again now I'm reminded of just how perfect his features looked beneath the glowing moonlight. Not to mention how intense it was when he'd bitten my neck and fingered me in the park.

But that was no excuse for leading me on and ghosting me! 

I match his smirk by scrunching up my nose, groaning as I tilt my face up while calling him an ass. With my arms crossed I turn to leave, not even wanting to buy my items anymore. 

"Hey, don't be like that." He steps around to block me, while my angry scowl intensifies. 

"Look, I know I kind of ghosted you after the party Cara, but you know these past few months, I've actually been thinking that may have been a mistake." His lovely brown eyes beckon me to lower my guard, I can feel myself falling for him all over again! 

I quickly give my head a shake, snapping myself out of it. 

"Ha, the only mistake is that I didn't bring my boyfriend with me." My lips smirk, but he just looks through my ruse with a chuckle, stepping closer so that my vision is drawn back to his shoulders and chest. 

"Oh I'm sure..." He's standing so close to me now I can smell his natural musk, further clouding my senses and filling me with a desire to rest in his arms again. 

"...But here, I think I've found something that'll make up for it." 

His arms emerge from behind his back, and suddenly I find myself locked into the ruby gaze of a large and golden scepter...

Instantly my heart skips a beat at the sight of Jafar's staff, plastic replica or not I still couldn't help but open slightly to its imposing design. Even without the eyes activated, I could feel myself growing smaller and weaker before its presence. 

"G-Get that out of my face..." I brush the cobra away, trying to hide the shakes and jitters traveling down my legs. But it soon returns to my sight, just inches away from me, so close I could almost kiss its opened, fanged mouth. 

"Just relax Cara...You know everything will be fine...." He laughs, pressing a button behind the staff's head and causing its ruby eyes to glow with irresistible red flames...

They were more like LED lights, flashing and glowing right in my face, casting their crimson warmth across my slowly relaxing features. But fake or not, to myself they look just like the real fiery embers Jafar would use to enslave his victim's will. 

"Look into the eyes, Princess...Everything will be fine..." He reiterates, his sexy voice dropping to a whisper. 

"That's...not going to work..." I pull my eyes away from the swirling fire, glancing at a smiling jack o lantern on the shelf beside us. But without realizing it, they soon return to the scepter's gaze, my full attention dropping back into the warm glow before I even know what's happened. 

"Relax Princess....Everything will be fine..." 

Oh no...He was actually hypnotizing me! My eyes had just returned to the cobra's stare without my control, I couldn't stop myself from looking back into them! I can't let myself fall for his sexy tricks, no matter how much it turns me on! 

Groaning and wincing my eyes, I try desperately to pull them away once more, succeeding momentarily. For a brief second I'm able to look upwards towards the 'Outdoor Decor' sign above, only for them to quickly and involuntarily draw back into the swirling embrace. 

"E-Everything...will be...fine..." I hear my own voice quietly whisper out, slightly slurred and monotone. I hadn't even made the effort to speak, I couldn't stop myself from surrendering to his will! 

He's hypnotizing me with Jafar's staff...Oh, how could I ever resist such a wonderful thing? I might as well just submit and enjoy this... 

"Soon I will be Sultan...And you shall be my Queen..." His voice echoes inside my head, all of my conscious thoughts pulled into the swirling cobra's stare, far away where I could never reach them. 

My jaw slowly hangs wide open in mesmeric awe, a bit of saliva pouring onto the floor between us. The crimson fire soon overwhelms my full vision, becoming all I could ever see or know, while my blue irises fade away to match the rotating swirls. 

"You will be s-sultan...and...and I will... be your queen...Mmmm...." They close, feeling so tired and heavy now, an inescapable drowsiness overwhelming me. I feel as though my eyelids are magnetized to the ground, I can't stop them from rapidly closing and opening again and again. 

Brett places his hand on my shoulder, slowly moving the staff left to right, and my tired face helplessly follows along, utterly mesmerized and captivated. I'm helpless to the power of Jafar's staff, I could never hope to resist his influence, but why should I? 

A life as Jafar's queen and trophy slave sounds like the most incredible thing to me, and as I'm guided back and forth by the hypnotic dancing cobra, I soon begin to smile wide in dreamy bliss. 

"The diamond..." The staff becomes stationary, my curling lips drooling all over my cute blouse, before he starts to move its golden hood up and down, forcing me to nod along with his commands. 

"Yes...Jafar..." I whisper out, the swirling inside my slushified mind continuing to subdue and overpower my thoughts, everything I am now belongs to the villainous sorcerer, he's easily bent me to his evil will with his hypnotic influence. 

"....Whatever...you...require...." My hand reaches out in a daze, placing my tiara and witch hat in his waiting grasp. Brett just shakes his head with a smirk, slightly in disbelief that this has actually worked on me, but not really all that surprised. 

"Very good, Princess..." He takes my items, placing the gold tiara on my head as I hand over my purse. 

"And now my desert bloom, we must consummate our marriage in my private bedchambers." The swirls in my eyes rotate faster, the mindlessly drooling grin on my face widening as tingles fill my empty head. 

"Yes...Jafar...." I feel him taking my extended hand, locking our fingers together as he guides me through the aisle, his touch electric against my skin. 

"We must consummate...In your private... bedchambers..." 

...

"Aw, you guys make a super cute couple!" The girl behind the counter tells us, smiling as she rings up my witch hat and tiara, her hair in pigtails and a ‘FearIt Halloween’ pin on her chest.

My head rests on his shoulder, lost in a tranquil dream, unaware of anything but the beautiful spiral dancing endlessly in my mind. I sigh as I relax deeper against him, his arm wrapping around me as he hands the serpent staff to her. 

She scans it with a coy look, glancing at my new tiara before winking at us. 

"Hehe...fun night planned?"

…

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Epilogue:

…

Brett kicks his feet up on my coffee table, clutching his phone and looking smug as hell while puffing a trail of smoke past the closed blinds, his thumb pressing 'play' over a video of a snake dancing. 

The dimly lit room immediately fills with the hypnotic melody of an exotic flute, sounding just like something a snake charmer would play, and before him my hands soon emerge from the top of a large wicker vase, sporting a freshly painted red manicure and scaly golden wristcuffs...

My home now has a deeply intimate atmosphere, the front of his pants already twitching as he watches my glimmering wrists slowly moving along to the music. 

When my face draws into his sight I'm wearing the most blissful grin imaginable, both of my swirling red eyes crossed and inverted just above my nose, a silk red veil draped over the bottom half of my silly, smiling expression. 

I continue beaming through the translucent silk, giving my chest a shake and causing my breasts to nearly free themselves from behind my skimpy red top, fastened by a thin spaghetti string running crisscrossed over my backside. 

His pants are sporting a mountain now, slowly unzipping to rub himself as he sets the phone down, my eyes crossing more to the enchanting melody wrapped around my brain. 

The tiara resting on my freshly brushed hair gleams in what little brightness remains, fading into black while the flute intensifies, seemingly drawing my body to turn and dance slower...

I undulate my bare stomach with a few tummy rolls, feeling completely helpless to the music, charmed and seduced into a beautiful, sensuous trance. There's no awareness in my empty mind for what I'm even doing right now, I just feel like I'm in a perfectly sexy dream I'd never want to awake from...

With my arms in the air I soon free myself completely from the wicker confines, undulating my stomach and placing a curled, golden slipper over the carpet as I emerge like a tantalizing houri. 

My legs and ass completely exposed in a very skimpy thong, there's just a single miniscule chain running above my crack, small red fabric offering such minimal coverage over my quickly dampening privates. 

Around my left thigh wraps a bangle etched with golden scales, and my right bicep is constricted by a similar snakelike effigy, posed to strike with an open fanged mouth and piercing red eyes. 

Brett watches my flat tummy and inviting chest move closer to his growing cock, shimmering my hips as I step over a pillow, two more falling when he rises up to greet me with a skyscraper between his legs. 

"Why Jafar...." I whisper, my voice slightly monotone, yet keeping a trace of husky excitement. 

His grin widens as I wrap my fingers over his shoulders, reaching up and pulling my veil down while his other hand takes my hips, drawing me to rub against him with such masculine strength, the front of my bottoms getting stained by his precum. 

"...I've never noticed how...Incredibly handsome you are..." My lips sigh, falling into his magnetic kiss and smooching away in ecstasy for what feels like an eternity of pleasure, his tongue feeling so familiar pressed against my own...

*Snap!* 

...

After releasing a heavy sigh, my eyes uncross and roll upwards, fluttering rapidly as I find myself focusing on the ceiling above. Consciousness soon returns to my mind, though I feel incredibly drowsy, like I've just been awoken mid-nap. 

All I can think about is crawling back under the covers and returning to sleep, until it dawns on me that I'm not laying in my bed. In fact, I'm standing in my living room practically naked before some guy! 

Looking down I gasp at what little stringy fabric covers my intimate areas, seemingly wearing more jewelry than I was clothing. 

"Why does this always happen to me..." I sigh again, raising my eyebrows as I glance around to my ass, the AC chilling my bare skin. Once I hear a familiar chuckling, I soon glare daggers at the man standing across from me. 

I've been dressed exactly like Jafar's slutty harem girl, only it wasn't in private for my own enjoyment, but instead this jerk from the party! 

After he ghosted me I swore I never wanted to see him again, and yet now I feel so naked and exposed in his arms. 

"Ugh, you again!" I push myself free, stepping backwards to fix my top back over my chest. When I notice the impressive mountain sporting from his pants, it takes me a while to pull my eyes away from his crotch. 

"Relax, Princess...Everything will be fine..."

Yet rather than meeting his gaze, I find them instantly locked into a vibrant, swirling inferno, twisting around endlessly in the eyes of a golden serpent. Trying to look away only seems to draw me closer, such fascinating, magnificent swirls, they soon encompasse the world around me, becoming all I can see...

My jaw drops open as I lose myself into the pleasurable hypnosis, before I'm able to find enough strength to close my eyes and give my head a shake. 

Damn it, the staff method was just too powerful on me....My love for the classic scene has made me incredibly susceptible to its influence, but this bastard is using that against me to make me his! 

I have to fight against it...I can't let him...control me...

"S-stop...Let me...go..." I can barely manage to get the words out, fighting against the staff's alluring pull as my heavy eyes flicker, rapidly darting them away quickly as I can. 

I can't look into the eyes, no matter how fascinating they were or how good it made me feel to submit…

I can't let him hypnotize me again…

"Look into the eyes, Princess..." His voice drops lower, moving the staff back into my face so that I can't help but focus on the fiery embers, instantly soaking all of the surrounding light. 

"Look deeply into the eyes...And relaxxx..."

The serpent's imposing face dampens as the swirling eyes glow brighter, and despite my efforts to look at anything else, I just can't help but focus back into the beautiful, dancing swirls. 

"Everything will be fine...." 

I can hear Jafar's voice echoing over and over again in my head, feeling an impossible drowsiness overwhelming my heavy eyelids. They droop and flutter with a chorus of tired groans, so powerless to the vizier's powerful trance, I feel so helpless to the villains capture...

Deep in my resting subconscious I know I'm being hypnotized, and that I need to break free of the eyes somehow...But they're just so magnificent to behold, so marvelous and enticing. Swirling around in such a captivating glow, I soon hear my own voice lazily repeating his words back. 

"Yes...Jafar..." I sound so monotone and compliant, a hypnotized thrall for the villainous usurper who now controls my heart and mind. 

"Everything...will be...fine..." 

My world becomes the hypnotic swirls again, everywhere around me fading into bright red spirals, encompassing my own crossing eyes as drool runs down my cheek. When my top comes loose I barely even notice, letting it slip down my chest without a care for anything but gazing deeper into the hypnotic eyes. 

"You are my prize...My servant..." I can feel my left nipple being played with, a strong force gently stroking around my breast with a squeeze that makes my robotic voice gasp. 

"Yes Jafar...I am your prize...your...servant..." 

"You live to serve me...You must obey Jafar..." 

The staff moves up and down, my head following along in an oblivious nod, mentally unaware that I'm even moving at all. I'm far too lost in the wonderful dream of being claimed by my favorite villain, it all feels so real to me, like his hot breath on my neck, or his twisted beard on my lips when he's kissing me. 

"I live to serve Jafar...I must obey Jafar...Must obey Jafar..." I trail off into a mindless whisper, my subconscious fully consumed by the endless swirling. All I can do at this point is surrender deeper, and give myself to the new Sultan as his willing servant and consort. 

"Must obey Jafar...Must obey Jafar..." My voice continues droning on, while Brett conducts my tired face around with the staff, looking even more drowsy by the second.

He sets the golden scepter off to the side of the couch, taking my shoulders to move me onto a set of cushioned pillows, my fluttery crimson eyes staring off right through him. 

"Very good, Princess...And now...Your diamond..."  

That sexy voice chuckles once more, and all I can do is offer a pitiful nod, fully compliant with my own subjugation. 

"Yes Jafar..." 

With that I take the ends of my thong, pulling the skimpy fabric down my thighs and resting just above my scaly bangle. All resistance fades from me as he unclips the small bottoms, taking them from my legs and tossing them across the room to stare intently into my dripping wet flower. 

His cock hardens even more for me, now beyond fully erect and aching to feel my pussy. 

My eyes finally close, and I sigh out when he grips my shoulders, sending a wave of pleasure throughout my being once he enters me, and I'm taken by orgasm while envisioning those irresistible ruby eyes...