Pimpnotized

By Cara B. Witching 

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I let out a loud, tired groan as I stepped inside my apartment, kicking the door closed behind me and sighing when I feel the nice, cool air conditioning against my skin.

I was wearing my everyday business attire; a deep blue buttoned down blazer and skirt, my feet resting in a pair of sharp black heels, and my face done in a makeup style that made me look extremely pretty but also professional. 

It's been yet another long day at the office, and my eyes felt so incredibly heavy. All I wanted to do in this moment was wash myself off and crawl into bed for some deep, thoughtless sleep.

I craved to escape into a blissful dreamland, where I no longer had to worry about logging numbers, filing paperwork, or the mountain of bills that were slowly piling up in my kitchen.

Despite working full time, my savings always seemed to be just a hair's breath away from depletion, and I felt extremely distressed by my rent going up each month. 

…

As I remove my blazer and set my purse down, I feel my phone begin to vibrate in my pocket. I take it out and gaze into the screen to see I've just received a new email, opening it as I sit down on the couch.

'Congratulations, Miss Witching! Your application at Bikini Babe Barista's has been accepted! Please come in Thursday with your measurements, and we'll get you fitted for your uniform along with your schedule, or simply bring a swimsuit you feel most comfortable in.’

I groan, placing my phone face down on the coffee table before me, stepping out of my heels as I rise back up and make my way towards the bathroom. 

I couldn't believe I'd had to apply for a second job, and who knows, with this economy I may even have to apply for a third as well, a thought which makes me want to cry. I could kiss all my free time goodbye, no more relaxing on the beach, or enjoying a new novel for me.

I've become a hopeless slave to the system....

I can feel hot tears welling in my eyes as I run the cool sink water in my hands, getting ready to splash my face and clean my makeup off, when I suddenly hear a knocking at my door...

Shutting the faucet off, I make my way back to the living room, opening the front door and feeling slightly puzzled by the man now standing before me. He was wearing a very sharp looking business suit, sporting a pair of sunglasses and a long, twisted beard. He also seemed to be Middle Eastern or possibly Hispanic, and I found his tan skin both quite attractive and slightly exotic.

I'd always sort of had a bit of a crush on Jafar growing up, so I thought he looked rather handsome, standing in my doorway with a wide, friendly smile. When he removes his sunglasses, I notice his deep black eyes have a mysterious yet sexy aura to them, almost inviting me to stare deeply and forget my worries...

"Good afternoon, my dear! My wives and I just moved into the room next door, and I thought we should stop by and say hello to our new neighbor."

His voice has a slight accent, and I can't help but feel my heart flutter as he addresses me with the utmost of confidence. 

"Your...wives?" I raise an eyebrow, quickly glancing behind him to see three beautiful young ladies, also middle eastern and wrapped up in very expensive looking fur coats. God what I would give to afford to wear that. They also sported rather flirty and suggestive makeup, a sharp contrast to my more conservative style. 

"I know polygamy isn't quite as accepted here, but trust me, we're all in a very loving relationship. Just ask them if you don't believe me." He chuckles, snapping his fingers in the air. 

Instantly the three girls open their eyes wide for a moment, as if they were under some sort of trance.

"We love you Master. We are honored to be with you. Serving you is the greatest pleasure we know."

I feel a bit surprised by their monotone voices, all speaking in perfect unison with each other. But they all seemed to be quite content, and besides, it wasn't any of my business what went on behind closed doors.

He holds his hand out to me, and I place my own within, feeling my cheeks blush when he raises it to his lips and politely kisses.

"They are beautiful, are they not? Though I don't believe I've ever had the pleasure to look upon a work of art as fine as yourself, my dear. You remind me of the princess from a story I heard back home.”

My cheeks blush even redder at his words, letting out a soft giggle as he releases my hands. I twirl my fingers together like a schoolgirl with a developing crush, whilst curling my toes into the carpet with a bit of excitement. 

"I'm Cara, it's very nice to meet you sir. Please, if I make too much noise just give me a knock and I'll quiet down."

I can almost kick myself for referring to him as 'sir' but the word had just come without me thinking. He exercised such a powerful, controlling aura, it felt natural to address him with respect. 

"Oh nonsense Cara, such a beautiful girl could never be a disturbance." His flirty smile widens, seeming to also enjoy my submissive addressing. 

"I am Ramon, and it is a pleasure to make your acquaintance. And if anyone will be receiving a noise complaint, I'm afraid that would be us."

He gives me a very suggestive wink, and I can't help but giggle. I felt so girly and bubbly in his presence, and the way his deep gaze held my own, I could tell he was more than glad to meet me.

"I must say my dear, you have the most beautiful gems for eyes. If they truly are a window to the soul, then yours must be exquisite."

I thought it was kind of strange that he would be hitting on me in front of his 'wives' like this, but they didn't seem to mind. In fact, they seemed to be staring off completely into nothing, all three of them displaying mindless, content expressions on their seemingly spellbound faces. 

"But your lovely, ocean eyes seem a bit...drowsy. Rough day, my dear?"

"Oh...Is it that obvious? Yeah, this job is going to be the death of me, and what's worse is I have to start a second one on Thursday. I don't know how I'm going to deal with all this stress."

His eyes widen, and his smile becomes even more playful at my words, almost like they were exactly what he was hoping to hear.

"You know dear Cara, I've actually made my fortune as a hypnotist in Dubai. I could give you a nice, relaxing session, something to help you chase away all that stress and worry..."

I keep my attention fixed into his eyes, admiring how deep and black they were, almost like a never ending pool. My stress was already starting to slowly evaporate the longer I gazed into them, I found myself no longer wishing to look at anything else.

"Hypnosis? You want to...hypnotize...me..?"

My voice trails off slightly, as I continue to look deeper into his powerful stare. The world behind him begins to slowly fade away into darkness, whilst his handsome features became more illuminate, his eyes exercising a powerful, alluring glow.

"Yesss...Hypnotize you...Let me hypnotize you, sweet Cara. Go into a trance for me..."

My mouth slowly drops open, leaning forward slightly with an expression mixed between amazement and enthrallment. My heart rate slowly steadies, and I listen intently to his deep voice, slowly beginning to echo inside my head and drowning out all the outside noise around us.

He slowly raises his hand up beside my face, lightly touching me and keeping my attention on him.

“Look into my eyes…Stare deeeep into my eyes, sweet girl…”

"Yess...hypnotize me...Look into…your eyes…”

I silently whisper without making the effort to, my eyelids starting to droop, and my voice much quieter. It suddenly felt like I was out of my own body, or in a deep, hazy dream.

"Let me hypnotize you, Cara..."

"Let you....hypnotize...me..."

"You are hypnotized..."

"Yess...I am...hypnotized..."

“You are under my power…”

“I…I am…under…your…your….”

Wait, what the hell was I saying? I didn't believe in any of that silly cluck like a chicken, watch the coin of gold nonsense. I suddenly shut my eyes, giving my head a little shake and snapping myself out of it.

"Whoa, wait, hypnotize me? What, like they do in movies? Thanks, but I think I'll just smoke a bowl, or take a Synflex, and knock out the old fashioned way."

I give my head another shake, chasing the light trance away. 

That was so odd, I had just heard my own voice speaking without my control. But I was probably just exhausted, all I needed was a good night's rest, and I'd feel better. At least, better enough to tackle another day as the office slave. 

Ramon doesn't seem to be bothered by this at all, in fact, his expression seemed slightly amused, as if he now knew something about me he'd been curious to discover. 

"Of course my dear. But remember, you'll always have a trance session free of charge waiting next door, should you ever require it. I think you might find surrendering control and being hypnotized quite an enjoyable experience.”

He snaps his fingers at his wives, my own eyelids fluttering along with theirs before they politely bow their heads to me.

"It was an honor to meet you, Miss. We look forward to seeing more of you."

With that the three women depart back to their home next door, whilst Ramon takes my hand in his, giving me one more kiss before he joins them. 

I giggle to myself, gazing upwards at the setting sun. It was only about 6pm, but God knows I needed all the rest I could get. And I still wanted to wash myself off before bed.

I close the door, feeling like I might have just developed a small crush on my charming new neighbor, slowly walking back towards the bathroom with a smile. He was so handsome and charming, I could certainly see why he had so many girls around him.

As I strip myself completely naked, I muse for a moment about his rather unusual offer to hypnotize me, before turning the shower on and letting the warm water wash away the day's agony.

"Hypnotism...No way that stuff works for real...Right?"

_______

"Damn, you look good babe!”

I look down to the car before me, filled with boys my age all staring at me like dogs looking at steak. I sigh, feeling slightly embarrassed to be wearing my current getup; a skimpy string bikini, black and pink stripes running down the fabric that just barely concealed my intimate areas. 

"Was there anything else I could get for you kind gentlemen?" I ask with a sigh. This was such a demeaning job, it helped a little with my bills at least, but it was hard not to feel slightly demoralized.

The young men all gaze upwards at my breasts through the small, drive-thru window, one of them in the backseat taking a sneaky picture with his phone, which flashes and forces my face to turn red.

I place my hand over my chest, attempting to cover my bosom while they all chuckle.

"How about your number?" One of them inquires, looking at my crotch and licking his lips.

"Yeah, do you have a boyfriend?? Come on, jump in here with me and have a little fun!"

I quickly close the window, feeling my cheeks burning red as they speed away laughing. My eyes look down to the tile floor in shame, stepping over to the coffee machine.

A girl with fuzzy red hair and glasses and wearing a tight fitting blue one piece gives me a sympathetic smile as she approaches.

"Sorry, honey. Don't worry, you'll get used to it eventually." She gives me a comforting pat on my bare shoulder, and I return her smile.

"Thanks Melissa. I'm already sort of growing numb to it anyway."

I glance up to the clock, seeing it was nearly 9am. Only one more hour, then I'd have to get dressed and rush into the office for another eight hour shift. 

"Hey, new girl! There's another order!"

I hear my manager bark at me from his office, pulling me from my thoughts. I nod my head, grabbing two small coffees and heading back to the window.

"Welcome to Bikini Babe Barista's sir, your total comes to eight seventy-fi-"

My eyes open wide once I glance down to the expensive Mercedes, my new neighbor seated in the driver's seat while one of his girls sat in the passenger seat beside him.

"Well now, isn't this a lovely surprise.~"

His grin widens as his eyes trail across my exposed body. My face turns red once more, feeling embarrassed that he could see me in such a skimpy ensemble. 

"M-Mister Ramon! I...I didn't know it was you!"

I place my hands together, feeling my palms sweat, but he only lets out a soft chuckle at my flusterment. I was totally exposed like this, we'd only just met a few days ago, and now my body was on display for him.

"Quite a different look from the proper business woman I met, but I'm not complaining. You look ravishing, my love. Back home you'd be the prize of any Sultan's harem."

I sigh at his flirty words, feeling myself relaxing in his presence once again. He had such an aura that just put me at ease, and now that he was seeing me like this, I realized...I kinda liked showing off for him.

"Th-thanks, it's from my own wardrobe. Just something one of my boyfriends got for me."

"Mmmm, well he has excellent taste. Quite an enjoyable little getup, I love just how little it leaves to the imagination. And you wear it quite well. Why, I could look at you like this all day.~"

My heart starts to beat faster, and I look past him at one of the girls I'd met, staring off into the sky and paying zero attention to our flirtatious conversation.

"Have you ever thought about modeling? There's no reason such a fine beauty should have to work in a place like this. I'm sure Sports Illustrated or perhaps even Playboy would pay a fortune to have you pose for them."

My heart flutters with excitement in my chest, feeling extremely flattered by what he was saying, only to quickly snap from my dreamy haze back to reality by a car horn.

"Hey come on! I need my half and half!"

I give him a small smile, handing the two coffees to him while oblivious to the fact he hasn't paid yet. 

"Apologies, I don't mean to hold you up at work sweetheart. Come stop by sometime, remember that my offer to hypnotize you for free still stands~"

He glances towards the small cup beside the window labeled 'Tips', and reaches inside his suit with a smirk. 

When he retrieves a few hundreds, I let out a surprised gasp as he leans closer, tucking the wad of cash inside the small front string of my top, pinning it just between my breasts. 

I release a happy squeal when I take the cash out and hold the bills up to my face. Yes! It was at least $500, I could cover my electricity and groceries for the month now!

"Thank you Mast- I-I mean, Mister Ramon!"

"Don't mention it my dear. A small price to admire such a fine work of art." He takes my hand through the window, giving the back a kiss.

I laugh, and give him a small wave as he drives off, Melissa walking up beside me holding a new coffee tray.

"Wow, he looked nice! I see he made you smile too. Boyfriend?"

I look down as my cheeks continue to blush, playfully twirling my hair in my fingers. It was undeniable now, I was totally crushing on my new neighbor. 

“Sigh…Maybe someday…”

It didn't even bother me that he had multiple wives...actually, picturing myself as one of them excited me, I could feel a dampness starting to form beneath my striped panties as I imagined being his.

"....Shit, he almost pulled my top down..."

_______

…

My front door swings open with a groan, walking inside and practically dropping my things everywhere as an overwhelming exhaustion dug its claws deep into my soul.

I was back to wearing my business clothes, kicking off my heels and taking my striped bikini from my purse, tossing it into my bedroom without a care as I passed by.

Working two jobs had only increased my stress levels, especially such a demeaning one as a 'Bikini Barista'. I'd made quite a bit in tips, but it was still only a drop in the bucket compared to my rent and all my bills. 

"Damn it, I should really give those another look."

I think to myself, releasing my soft brown hair from its bun and letting it fall beside my tired face. I walk back towards the kitchen, picking up a few unopened letters strewn across the floor beside the mail slot.

I begin looking over the various bills and bank notices with my name on them, when something suddenly catches my eye. A few of the letters were actually addressed to the room next door, and I recognize Ramon’s name printed in large text below the address. 

"Oh shit, they sent me his mail by mistake."

I quickly slide my feet back into my heels, taking a quick glance in a nearby mirror to make sure I looked at least somewhat presentable. My makeup was smudged, my hair a bit messy while a few lines of sleep deprivation hugged the skin below my eyes.

"Sigh....Zombie babe.."

Whatever, I didn't need to pretty myself up just to return a few letters. I grip them tightly in my hand as I walk outside, taking a few steps to the door beside my own and politely knocking. 

"Mister Ramon, sorry to bother you bu- whoaa.."

My eyes open wide when the door opens, one of his beautiful wives standing before me. Only instead of a fur coat, she was now dressed in something *much* more revealing. 

An extremely small, triangle shaped top just barely concealed her pert breasts, decorated with fine jewels and rhinestones that sparkled in the light, while offering a minimal coverage over her nipples. 

Between her legs rested a similar, tiny sparkling thong, covering her girlhood with such minimal fabric that I could see she was completely shaven. Her beautiful tan skin was lovely to behold, decorated with a few bracelets and bits of jewelry, whilst two diamond earrings twinkled beside her overly done up face.

I also notice she has a small tiara fixed atop her head, shining with various gems and rubies, her long black hair tied up in a sporty ponytail.

My own face blushes bright red, as I can't help but feel slightly hypnotized by her in such a sexy and revealing outfit, looking more like a micro bikini intended to tantalize your partner, rather than wear to the beach. It was even smaller than the bikini I'd worn today, like a Las Vegas stripper or something, I couldn't imagine just answering the door dressed like that. 

"Hello Miss Cara. How may I serve you this evening."

Her monotone voice inquires, my bright blue eyes quickly running up from her tummy to look into her dark pupils.

"Umm, is your Mast-, I mean, is your husband home?"

She nods her head up and down with a blissful obliviousness to my words, opening the door wider and stepping back as she invites me in.

"Yes. Master Ramon is home. Please come in and I will escort you to him. You are always welcome here Miss Cara."

I glance deep into her vacant eyes as I enter, which seem completely devoid of any thought or emotion. When she turns to close the door, I feel my heart skip when I notice her behind was completely exposed in her skimpy thong. 

I'd just seen a bunch of other women in swimsuits at my new second job, but still, it was hard not to feel slightly excited by her outfit, clearly designed with teasing sexualization in mind. 

She takes my hand and leads me into the living room, and my jaw drops when I see the other two girls dressed exactly the same. 

One of them was fanning Ramon with a leafstalk, while he was seated on a rather large looking couch and puffing away on what looked like a small hookah pipe. Beside his legs the other girl rested on a few cushions, laying on her side with her body as if to display herself like a trophy, the gems on her bikini sparkling as I approach with a slight shyness.

"Ahh, and now I'm joined by the loveliest mirage in the west. Truly I must have died and entered paradise."

He grins as he sets the pipe down by its long nozzle, standing up and taking my free hand in his, whilst I just continued to blush harder and smile.

"A pleasure to see you again so soon, Miss Cara. Your beauty is always welcomed in my humble palace.~"

I close my eyes with a giggle, feeling him kiss the back of my hand before gently stroking my hair.

"Have you come to take me up on my offer? I promise to hypnotize you so deep, you'll never have another moment of stress again. I could turn your life into a blissful dreamland, if you but allow me.."

God he was so charming, I was already falling under his sweet spell. I give my head a small shake, trying to snap myself out of the seductive haze he was casting over me. 

"Actually sir...I-I mean, Mister Ramon, I think they delivered some of your mail to my room by mistake."

I hold the letters out to him, and he slowly takes them from me without breaking eye contact. 

"Ah, such a noble spirit you are, my American princess. But while you are here, let me treat you as my honored guest should be."

He snaps his fingers at the tanned skinned girl behind me, who quickly steps forward at her master's call.

"Jamila, please fetch our beautiful guest some refreshments. And Alyia, help her to feel at home."

The girl before the couch quickly rises up, and the two of them nod their heads.

"Yes Master. Miss Cara is always welcome in our home."

I smirk as they depart, turning my attention back to my handsome host. 

"Wow, they certainly look um...uh..."

"Beautiful? Only about half as you do my love."

He chuckles, wrapping his arm around me and leading me to sit on the couch, feeling the nice air against my skin as I'm fanned. I glance upwards to her vacant expression, noticing how content and entranced she looked.

"How do you get them so.....tamed?"

He seems to get quite a bit of amusement from my question, reaching inside his suit. 

At first I'm expecting him to retrieve a spirally pendant or something, but my curiosity only increases when he pulls out a small golden collar, attached to a leash chain and etched with words written in Arabic.

"When I acquire a new girl, I leash them, and make them submit...to my power..."

"Ohh..woww..."

My eyes widen as my heart rate accelerates. God damn, I can't help but quickly fantasize what that would be like to experience, feeling myself opening slightly to the excitement.

I shyly rip my attention away from the collar and leash, only to stare back into the fanning girl's shaven crotch, nearly making the outline of a faint camel toe beneath her thong.

"Do you like girls, Cara?" He inquires with a suggestive tone, and my red cheeks only increase their blush. 

"Uh...I just kinda like whatever looks nice I guess..." 

My eyes trail to the fanning girl's body, almost all of it displayed in her sparkling micro bikini, before I quickly turn my attention back to his face, trying not to stare too much at all the sexyness around me.

"It appears we have something in common then, my sweet."

I soon feel a cigarette being placed to my lips, and Alyia quickly lights it for me, before making her way back to the cushions by my feet. I take a long drag, exhaling the bitter smoke as I relaxed myself, smiling and fluttering my tired eyes with a sigh.

"I can see why you enjoy living like this..."

Jamila soon returns clutching a tray of drinks, which she holds out to me, still with a mindless and content expression.

I look down to survey a few glasses of water, coffee, and cups of beer, along with a glass of something that I think might be chardonnay, all surrounding a small offering of chocolates. 

"Oh, thank you, uh...Jamila." 

I smile at her, moving my hands to take the tray, but Ramon snaps his fingers to stop me, quickly pulling my attention to his hand.

"She will hold it for you, dear. No need to strain yourself, just relax. You look like you've had yet another tiring day. It pains me to see such a lovely girl under duress.”

I quickly rest my hands on my lap, realizing it felt really good to do as he told me, and hold one of the glasses up to my lips to sip the fine, intoxicating liquid. 

"Mmm...Is this...chardonnay? I-I thought alcohol was..." 

My voice trails off, unsure if I should finish. The last thing I wanted was to offend him in his own home, especially when he was practically treating me like a royal princess. 

"Haram? Heh, quite an outdated view in my humble opinion."

I ash my cigarette in a nearby tray as he speaks to me, now in a much lower tone of voice.

"I believe a woman should always feel comfortable and welcomed in my home. Especially a woman as special as you are, Miss Cara. You are simply a wonderment to behold."

"Mmmmmm....." 

A large smile comes to my face, relaxing myself even deeper into the couch as my eyes closed.

I felt totally relaxed, completely at peace. The thought of standing back up starts to feel impossible, I wanted to lay on this couch forever and just let all my stress melt away. I would do anything to always feel like this...

"Actually Mister Ramon...If you were serious about not charging me, I think I might like to take you up on your hypnotism offer...Um, just for stress relief is all."

I smile as my eyes reopen, greeted by his face which beams with happy excitement. He looked beyond thrilled to hear me ask him to place me under trance.

"You know I don't want to wake up as a lion tamer or a tightrope walker or anything." I laugh, noticing his lit up, happy expression. It was almost like hearing me consent to being hypnotized was the best thing he could imagine. 

"Of course not my dear. I specialize in hypnotic relaxation, one trance session with me, and you'll never worry about stress ever again. And I believe my wives can vouch for this."

He snaps his fingers, and the three girls instantly stand up straight at attention, with wide open, blissful eyes. 

"We love being hypnotized. Our master is an amazing hypnotist. It is the greatest joy we know to be under his beautiful trance."

I let out a soft chuckle at their words, all speaking in monotone unison. It was like they rehearsed this or something. 

"Now my lovelies, you will prepare the room for a trance session. And Miss Cara, please lay back fully on my couch, relax yourself and prepare to go under deep hypnosis."

This time he actually seems to snap his fingers at me, and I give him a small nod, sliding my feet out of my heels and resting them on the comfortable sofa beside me, noticing the satisfied look on his face as I obeyed. 

"Give me just a moment, my dear. There is an instrument I own that I'm just dying to induce you with."

He turns around with a chuckle, disappearing down a long hallway while his girls ready the living room for my session. I relax myself on my back, placing a small pillow behind my head and extending my long legs out before me as I lay across the couch like a bed.

"So...Do you guys have Netflix? Amazon?...Tubi?"

There's no response to my words, but I find it difficult to care, I was much too busy relaxing myself, and getting ready to go into a trance.

Meanwhile I notice the lights beginning to dim, casting the room into darkness before a few candles are lit, giving a seductive and intimate aura. I can hear what sounds like a stereo being fussed with, before soft, relaxing beach sounds begin to fill the air, helping to further relax and put me at ease.

Of course I'd seen hypnosis in so many films and TV shows, and I'd always been sort of curious to experience it, but I didn't really believe such a thing was possible. But now that I've developed some trust (along with a slightly heavy crush) on my neighbor, I was feeling more than willing to let him hypnotize me. 

Besides, I'd heard that being hypnotized could be a wonderful experience, so maybe this was exactly what I needed. If he could completely cure me of my stress, who knows, maybe I'd even return to him for more hypnotism sessions. 

My eyes dart back to the hallway as he returns, now sporting a slightly cheesy looking black turban that makes me snicker, and I watch as he pulls up a small chair beside me. He was now sitting right beside my tummy, which gently rises and falls with each breath I take.

"So should I like, gaze into a spiral, or follow a swinging watch or something?" I smirk, thinking of all the cheesy movies I'd seen, while interlocking my fingers and letting my hands rest on my stomach.

He only grins wider at my playful tone, holding his fist out before my face, and I'm surprised to see the most beautiful red gem drop before me when it opens, handing from a golden chain wrapped around his fingers.

"Not quite. Behold my dear beauty, 'The Vizier's Embrace', one of the oldest surviving gems from the Ottoman Empire. Long ago this pretty ruby was used to calm the mind of a distressed princess, much like yourself."

My smile vanishes once I look into the gem, realizing it was incredibly beautiful. I could actually feel myself relaxing deeper into the couch the more I stared, and it takes a great amount of willpower to pull my attention back to his face.

"Na ah ah my dear, keep those pretty blue eyes on the gem."

He snaps his fingers, and I feel my eyes involuntarily dart back to the ruby. Whoa, that was so cool, he had actually commanded me, and I'd obeyed without realizing. It was almost like I was hypnotized already.

"Good girl. As the story goes, this pretty bauble has the power to hypnotize and enslave the will of any who stare into it for too long. But you needn't worry, I intend only to hypnotize you into a deeeeep state of relaxation."

The gem starts to slightly spin around as he twirls it by its chain, and I can feel all of my attention being drawn into its glittering, red sparkle.

"That's it my sweet...You see the power it has over the mind? You are already falling under its spell. Keep your full attention on the pretty gem, let its power mystify you, and soon, you will be hypnotized, knowing only bliss and obedience..."

I listen intently to his voice, finding the combination of the beach sounds and his masculine prose incredibly relaxing. 

"Hmmm...Wow...So cool...I'm...I'm actually starting to feel...to...feel...hypnotized..."

I listen to the waves crashing together as his deep voice chuckles, quite amused by my submission and easy ensnarement. I let out a small gasp when the gem begins to glow, everything around it growing darker in my vision as I fall into its power. 

"Relax, my princess. Relax, and clear your mind of all thoughts. Open yourself to my control. Open yourself to my spell. Relax, and enjoy the feeling of falling under hypnosis." His powerful voice echos repeatedly in my mind.

My mouth begins to droop open, my eyes becoming slightly glazed over as their lids fluttered. 

Soon the entire world around me begins to vanish, I was no longer resting on my neighbors couch, but rather, a soft, relaxing cloud, embracing my body and sending a stream of pleasurable tingles into my head. 

"Oohhaaa....Hmmmmmm...."

I sigh out in absolute bliss, feeling myself going completely numb. There was a tiny itch on my nose, but I simply couldn't find the strength to even lift a finger, and soon, it disappears, evaporating into the warm intoxication overtaking me.

The beautiful gem begins to gently sway left to right, and my eyes involuntarily move along with it, locked into its power and moving side to side in unison. I couldn't stop myself from following it, nor could I look away. Trying to look away only seems to pull me deeper into its glow, I was completely transfixed. 

Soon the deep red glow cascades across my face, illuminating my mesmerized features. 

"Good girl. You are feeling so hypnotized now. So ready to fall into my trance, and obey. You love this feeling, my pretty princess. You love being hypnotized. Mesmerized. Spellbound. So weak for me.”

"Mmmmn...Love...this...feelinggg...I'm so…weak..”

"Goooood girl. Now you feel your eyes getting verryy heavy. So, so heavy. You're very sleepy. Very, very, sssleepyy. Your tired, sleepy eyes want to close, feel them wanting to close in their drowsiness. It takes soo much effort to stay awake. You want to sleep deeply for me, but you must keep them open until I command you to drop."

My eyelids begin to rapidly flutter, feeling so impossibly heavy. He was right, this was wonderful. I loved feeling like this, and I really wanted to sleep, but the gem swinging before my face was just too beautiful, I didn't want to stop gazing into it just yet. 

"I'm...I'm feeling...very....sleepy..."

I let out a tired yawn, my heavy, drooping eyelids continuing to flutter like butterfly wings. They close shut, only to lazily flutter back open, closing shut again and reopening as I struggle to stay awake and keep looking into the pretty ruby.

"My...my eyes are...feeling...heavv...yyy....."

Back and forth, back and forth, the enticing red glow swings before me, everything around it vanished into darkness while my eyes dart along with its powerful sway. I was totally helpless, completely weak and powerless to stop myself from slipping under its spell...

"Now princess, I'm going to count down from five to one, and when I reach the number one I shall permit you to sleep. Those pretty blue eyes will finally be allowed to close, and you will fall under a deep, deep, hypnotized sleep..."

"Mmmmnn...Yess..Masterr...I will...sssleepp.."

The words spill from my lips without any effort, referring to him as 'Master' feeling like the most natural thing, and I feel a rush of euphoria at doing so.

“You will be under my control, hypnotized, and obedient to me…”

“Y-Yessz….Mmm…Yezzzz Maszztuurrr…”

I felt honored to be his subject. I was hypnotized. I was spellbound. Drowsy, thoughtless, and obedient. It would be impossible to turn back now, and in a moment, I would be allowed to close my tired eyes and surrender to hypnotic rest.

Yesss...Hypnotized rest. Hypnotized sleep. That sounded so lovely...I wanted to sleep…I wanted to be hypnotized, and sleep a dreamless, obedient sleep, under his magnificent control.

*Yaaawwwnnnn….*

"Good girl...That's my good, beautiful princess. So pretty. So hypnotized. So ready to sleep, and obey my every command."

"Hmmmmnn...Yesshhh...Masshhhteerrrrrrr...."

"Five...Eyes impossibly heavy...You're so ready for sleep. So ready to sleep deep for me. Four...Feel them struggle to remain open. Struggling to remain in the gems sway…”

*Yaaaaaaawwwwwnnnnn*......Hmmmmmmnnn…”

“Three...You are hypnotized...You are under my power...Sleep sounding so, so nice…You would do anything for me, Cara. Anything to close those eyes and enter deep, peaceful rest.”

My head starts to nod along with his words, whilst my eyelids fight to stay open. I still didn't quite want to stop gazing into the swinging gem, but I knew my ensnarement was inevitable. And I wanted this so bad. I wanted to be under his control.

I wanted...to be his slave...

"Two...Your eyes are closing down now...Feel them dropping...closing...resting into trance. Impossible to remain awake. Impossible to resist. And you find that you are now mine, you belong to me with....One..."

*Snap!*

"SLEEP!"

As soon as he snaps his fingers, my eyes instantly close shut, feeling tightly glued closed as my face tilts to the side. I let myself slip away into the void, and fall into a very deep, very powerful hypnotic sleep, totally mesmerized and under his trance.

"Surrender to hypnosis....Surrender to hypnosis..."

He tells me, placing the gem within his suit and lightly fixing a few loose strands of hair that have fallen over my snoozing face.

"Sleep....Sleep....Sleep. You are hypnotized, princess. You are deep, deep, asleep. Under a hypnotic trance, feeling yourself agreeing with everything I say. Sleep. Sleep. Sleep deeper, and deeper. It feels so wonderful to give in to sleep. With every passing moment, you fall deeper into sleep. Sleep. Sleep. Sleep."

"Haaaaouuuaa...."

A heavy sigh escapes me as I allow myself to delve deeper into this wonderful euphoria. I couldn't imagine ever feeling anything besides complete, hypnotized obedience. 

Within my dreamy mind, I can still see the beautiful gem swinging back and forth, enchanting me with its glow, pulling my attention deep within its center, and my eyes begin to rapidly dart back and forth beneath their lids. 

"Sleep deeper...and deeper. Deep, deep, asleep. Sleep. Sleep. Sleep. With each passing moment you go deeper into sleep. Fast asleep. No thoughts. Only peaceful dreams. Happy contentment. Deep, deep, asleep. Sleep. Sleep. Sleep."

Ramon gives a small nod to one of his girls, who quickly steps over to the stereo, turning the crashing waves off before flipping the lights back on.

My fingers slowly unlock, and my arm limply dangles over the side of the couch, my amazing hypnotist smirking as he examines my sleeping expression. 

He waves his hand right above my face, and my eyelids slowly open wide. 

“Zzzzzz….”

My eyes are completely glossed over, gazing upwards into the ceiling while seeing nothing. To myself, it felt like they were still closed, all I'm able to see is the gem swinging in my mind.

"Can you hear me, Princess Cara?"

"Yes Master. I can hear you."

My voice is weak and lazy, speaking in a relaxed monotone between heavy snores. If I were awake, I would think it was so cool how I was sleeping and snoring with my eyes open. I looked totally hypnotized. 

"You are under deep hypnosis. You are deeply asleep, hypnotized, and ready to follow my every command."

"I am under deep hypnosis. I am deeply asleep. I am hypnotized. I will follow your every command."

He reaches out to gently lift my arm back onto the couch, taking my hand in his and stroking it lovingly. 

"I want you to do something for me, dear. I want you to open your subconscious. Give me your mind. Surrender your thoughts. Can you do that for me, my love?"

"Yes Master. I will obey. I will give you my mind. I will surrender my thoughts.”

"Good girl. Now I want you to answer me honestly. How did you feel, the first time we met?"

He continues to gently stroke his fingers around the back of my hand, while my mesmerized face stares off into nothing. 

"I thought you looked very handsome. I felt happy to be living next to such a charming man. I really enjoy whenever you kiss my hand, or call me princess. It gives me butterflies, and makes me feel special.”

"Good girl. You are special. And how did you feel, when I saw you in your bikini today? Answer me honestly, princess."

"I felt very aroused. I was very excited to show you my body. And your words charmed me. It felt good to know such a man wanted me."

"Good girl. You're such a good girl, Cara. So sweet and beautiful. Such a lovely, delicate white flower, waiting to be plucked by the right, dominant suitor."

"Hmmmmmmnnnn...."

My lips begin to drool, and he chuckles once more, taking a handkerchief from his suit pocket and cleaning my face like a proper gentleman. 

"Now Cara, when you awaken from this trance, you will find that all of your stress has vanished completely. You will no longer have anything to worry about, because you will no longer be working. You will desire greatly to be mine, to join my harem, and let me take care of you."

"Hmmnnn...Yesss...Be....Yourrsszz..."

"A beautiful, enticing princess like yourself deserves to be pampered. You deserve to be comfortable, protected, and secured. And you will feel quite honored to let me pamper you, Cara. To let me spoil you. To let me own you.”

“Owwn….Mm-mee…”

Even more drool leaks down my face, but it's quickly wiped away, along with some of my now smudged foundation.

"Tomorrow night, I'll be hosting a little functionary with some friends, and I will ask you to be part of it. Only you won't arrive as a guest, rather, you will arrive as the newest, beautiful trophy I have aquired."

"Mmm...Yess...Trophyy..."

"Good girl. You will believe it is a one time thing. That you are simply doing me a favor after curing your stress. I will offer you a large sum of money to do this, and it will only further entice you to be mine. To belong to me. To be my property."

"Yess Masster...I amm...yourr..propertyyy..."

He places my limp hand back onto my chest, my bosom heaving with the deep breaths I'm taking. I was so gone, so blissfully mesmerized. There was no command I would refuse to obey.

"Good girl. Now when I snap my fingers, you will experience an incredibly powerful orgasm. It will be the most intense climax of your life. No man or woman has ever given you such an incredible wave of pleasure. You will not be able to stop yourself from cumming for me. Do you understand my sweet?"

"Yess Masster...I will...orgasmmm..."

"Such a good, beautiful girl."

*Snap!*

"Orgasm now!"

Instantly my pussy fills with a powerful, climactic pulsating, and I grit my teeth together while tilting my head back on the pillow, surrendering to the irresistible wave.

"OHHHUUAAA!!!"

*Snap!*

"Orgasm now!"

"OHHHUUUUUUUAA!!! AAHHHOUUAA!!!"

*Snap! Snap! Snap! Snap!*

He clicks his fingers together repeatedly, driving me into an uncontrollable lustful blaze of ecstasy.

My pussy squirts and sprays my love, drenching my pants in a hot sticky mess. My soul practically leaves my body, it was an indescribable sexual heaven I'd just fallen into.

My body spasms before tensing up, biting into my teeth even harder as my eyes wince. I couldn't stop it, orgasm after orgasm attacks me, and all I could do was submit to the powerful, pulsating waves of climactic euphoria. 

"OHHHHHAAAUUAAA!!!!!!! OUHAAAAAAOooo.."

Eventually I come down from my sexual high, my body going limp into the cushions once more as my face tilts to the side, a large, happy smile spreading across my lips, and my blank eyes fluttering with happiness. 

A volcano of drool erupts from my mouth, my saliva running down my face, which my hypnotist takes the time to clean for me.

"Hmmmmm....Hmmmmmmm....."

"Good girl. Now Cara, I want you to awaken just slightly for me. You will still be under a hypnotic sleep, but you will discover that you have a slight awareness now. You will remain in my trance, but you will be able to see. Do you understand, love?"

"Hmmm....Hmm....Yessshhhhhhh......"

...

My pupils dilate slightly, greeted by the ceiling above me, the glowing gem now gone from my sight. I discover that I still felt quite paralyzed, I just couldn't find the strength to even twitch a muscle, but I could move my eyes at least. 

"Hmmmmmmnnnn..."

I look downwards, and gaze at my toes, watching them wiggle about with excitement beyond my control. It was actually really neat, how I was moving without consciously being able to do it myself.

My mind feels like I was in a dream, everything around me was bubbly and hazy, and I let out a small, surprised gasp when I feel my head gently yanked to the right, forcing me to look upwards at my incredible master.

My heart begins to race like crazy when I realize the collar I'd seen before was now closed tightly around my neck, my glossy eyes looking up to the golden chain that leads from my throat to his hands. 

He gives me another small, playful yank, forcing my head up, before allowing me to relax it back onto the pillow.

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

I felt totally powerless, totally under his control. He has a mastery over me, and I couldn't help but enjoy being tamed by such a wonderful, exotic master.

"I....I submit master. I submit to you."

"You are my slave. I am your master."

"I...Hmmmm....I am your slave. I submit to your power, Master.”

“Your body belongs to me.”

“My…My body belongs to you..”

"Good girl. Again."

Another yank pulls me forward, much sharper this time, reinforcing his control and making me gasp as my eyelids flutter.

"I submit to your power Master. I submit to your power Master. I…I submit to your power, Master.”

"Good girl. I own you. You are my woman, my property, my slave. There is no greater honor than to serve me in my harem."

He chuckles rather evilly, reaching down to cup my face and lightly pat my cheek. He gives my leash a bit of slack, allowing me to relax myself into the pillow once more as my sleepy, glossy eyes continue to flutter. 

"Yes Master. You own me. I am your woman. I am your property. I am your slave. I submit fully to your authority. There is no greater honor than to serve you in your harem."

"Give yourself to my ownership....and SLEEP!"

*Snap!*

"Oohhhhaa........"

My eyes close, my face tilting down while a small snore escapes me, feeling my clit tingle with a happy excitement at the sexy sound of his clicking fingers.

He uses my leash to gently tug my face around in circles, forcing me to nod and shake my head. I was completely at his mercy...

"That's my good girl. My beautiful princess. Relax and sleep for me. Sleep. Sleep. Sleep. Sleep...."

"Zzzzzzzzzzz......"

"Sleep...Sleep...Sleep...Sleep...Sleep...Sleep...”

The words echo across my drowsy, docile mind.

“Hmmm…Zzzz…..”

...

*Snap!*

"And awaken my sweet! I command you to open your eyes and wake from my trance. Fully awake and feeling wonderful.”

I let out a loud, groggy yawn as my eyelids slowly reopen, spinning around in my head for a moment before widening. 

Damn, that was incredible, I don't really remember much except for the crystal beginning to glow in my face, but after that everything was just a blissful, almost orgasmic blank numbness. 

"Hmmmm...*yawn*...."

I sit up on the couch, stretching my arms out and yawning before sliding back down. I place my hands on my tummy, fluttering my eyes with the remnants of sleepy trance as I gaze up at my hypnotist with a happy, content smile.

"How was that my dear? I trust you enjoyed being hypnotized? I certainly enjoyed putting you under. You're a fantastic subject.”

My eyes roll around before fluttering again, everything around me still feeling very hazy and dream-like. My collar was gone, back inside his pocket along with the memory of my submission. 

"Hmm..That was...That was wonderful...How long was I...hypnotized?"

"Only about a half hour my sweet. The feelings of deep rest are normal, but your schedule should remain undisturbed. You should still be able to get a good night's rest, despite feeling like you already have."

He snaps his fingers towards his wives, and the three of them stiffen upwards, their eyes opening wide.

"Jamila, fetch your princess some more water, immediately."

She bows her head with a soft 'Yes Master', before disappearing into the kitchen. I place my bare feet onto the carpet, trying to stand back up but feeling like my legs were made of jelly. 

"W-whoaa!"

My legs give out, and I stumble forward into his waiting arms, which grasp and wrap around me. He holds me close to his chest, hugging me and gently stroking my hair.

"Just relax princess. You're always safe here. You're always safe in my arms. I'll always take care of you."

"Hmmm....Thank you, Master."

Jamila soon returns, holding a glass of water out to me which I take in my hand, still giving the bulk of my support to his arms. I raise the glass to my lips, sipping the sweet, cool liquid into my dry mouth and letting it flow down my throat. 

After I've finished drinking, he slowly and carefully unwraps me. I set the empty glass down on the table, while he holds my other free hand, still offering me a fair bit of support.

"Cara, there is a small favor I wish to ask you."

"Oh? Please, anything I can do to help."

I couldn't believe it, but my stress and anxiety were all gone! He'd actually exercised every negative feeling from my body! I felt beyond incredible, and I would do anything to pay him back for this. 

At first I think he might be about to ask me to get down on my knees and blow him or something, but he only gives me a small smile, gently releasing my hand and watching as I steady myself.

"Tomorrow is my turn to host poker night. Only two of my closest friends will be coming over. They've met my wives before, and watching them serve me will be nothing special to them.."

He gently cups my face in his hand, and I feel my heart racing at what I knew he was going to ask me.

"...However, if they were to arrive here, and see me with a new girl on my arm...Perhaps, a beautiful, American woman such as yourself...Why, their envy of me would only skyrocket..."

My eyes widen, gazing deep into his black whirlpool of a gaze.

"Are....are you asking me...to join your harem?"

He chuckles at my voice, still meek and sleepy. The haze was starting to clear, but most things were still blurry in my peripheral vision. 

"Just for one night only. Simply submit to my authority as they do, for one night, and you will never regret your choice."

He gestures to his harem, all three girls staring off with hypnotized expressions, and I can't help but feel extremely excited at the prospect of joining them. 

"Agree to join my wives for one simple night of indulgence, and I will write you a check for enough that you needn't worry about working for the next few years."

My jaw drops at the idea. No longer having to work? To stress, and drive myself crazy with responsibility? And what's better, not having to debase myself at that stupid coffee stand ever again??

And all he wanted was for me to play along like I was part of his collection? Just pretend like I was one of his submissive wives?

I knew if I turned this opportunity down, I would regret it for the rest of my life.

I nod my head, looking down from his face to study his suit, as my cheeks blushed red.

".....Yes...I'll do it....It's a deal. I'll…I'll join your harem.” I whisper, and he grins with fiery excitement, extending his open hand out to me. I place mine within, and allow him to shake up and down.

"It's a deal then, my sweet. You will join my wives in submission for one night, and in return I will grant you the freedom to quit your stressful work."

He kisses my hand before releasing it, which I cup in my own and smile. God, was I really going to do something like this? 

I'd be lying if I said the idea was unappealing. I'd been slightly fantasizing about it all day, wondering how it would feel to be owned by him, but I'd quickly chased these thoughts away, attributing them to my own kinky desires.

But now the option to really do so was laid before me, and what's more, he was willing to lift every burden of mine in return. He'd even been able to cure me of my negative feelings already...How could I refuse?

"Ah, there's just, one last thing you'll need to complete our deal."

He snaps his fingers again, Jamilia quickly spinning around to take a small jewelry box from the nearby shelf, whilst he reaches inside his suit. My eyes open even wider, and my heart skips a beat, thumping with jittery excitement in my chest when I see what he's retrieved.

"Please wear this when you arrive. It would be greatly appreciated, my dear."

With a grin, he holds a sparkly, two piece micro bikini out to me, the exact same one the girls were wearing, and I feel the butterflies in my tummy increasing tenfold when he asks me to take it from him.

"Umm...Isn't...Isn't that...the same thing your...your..."

His grin widens even more at my flustered stammering, continuing to hold the skimpy, barely there costume out for me.

"What my wives wear? Yess, I would be lying if I said I didn't greatly desire to see how you look as my consort, my beautiful white princess."

Jamila slowly approaches us, getting down on her knees and holding the now opened jewelry box up to me. I can see it's filled with a treasure of decorations, probably worth more than the entire apartment complex was. 

"....In that case, give it to me, and I will be happy to wear it."

I take the small bikini from him, placing it within the jewelry box and closing it in my hands, already feeling beyond excited at what was to come...

_______

…

I run a contour brush against my cheeks, smoothing out the foundation on my face while gazing at my beautiful reflection in the bathroom mirror.

I was completely dolled up, sporting a much heavier and flirtier makeup style than I normally wore. My blue eyes were brought out by a generous helping of light colored eyeshadow, my soft eyelids pink and glittery, giving off a nice, enticing shine each time they closed, while a small bit of mascara trailed towards the sides of my temples. 

My lips were painted a deep, suggestive red, matching quite nicely with the blush giving my cheeks a rosy color. I set the brush down, tilting my head to the side as I examined my appearance, before taking a small wand and using it to touch up my lashes, making them look much thicker and longer.

I didn't normally do my face up so...slutty like this, but I wanted to look my absolute prettiest for tonight. I'd seen what the other girls wore on their faces, and if I was to dress and act like them, I'd need to do my face up like theirs as well.

I'd also taken the time to fasten my brown hair into one long braid, and I'd adorned myself with some of the jewelry I'd been gifted. 

A large pair of hoop earrings dangle beside my face, and I'd placed a few sparkly bracelets around my wrists and ankles, along with a twisted gold armband that now wrapped around my left bicep like a constricting python.

I had to admit...I definitely look very sexy and feminine like this. Beneath my white bathrobe the glittery servant costume of his bikini bound slaves now hugged my skin, offering just the slightest bit of coverage over my nipples and girlhood, which I'd earlier completely shaved so I could sport such a tiny outfit. 

I watch my glossy, red lips smile, feeling my heart flutter inside my chest at what I was about to do.

It was impossible not to feel excited, if a bit nervous. I definitely liked my neighbor, and I knew he liked me back, he wouldn't have asked me to do this 'joining his harem' thing if he didn't find me attractive and worthy of his collection. 

Still, I had quite a bit of nervous jitters in my tummy, swimming around with the excited butterflies at what I was about to take part in. 

"Come on, it's just like being the entertainment for a bachelor's party or something, no big deal.." I tell myself, cleaning up my makeup supplies before running my braid across my shoulder.

"....Yeah, or like that time when I got drunk at Olive Garden."

I turn the bathroom light off, stepping into my heels resting on the living room carpet, before making my way to the front entrance. I didn't really care much for what his friends would think, but I was very excited to let him see me like this. He'd already seen me in a bikini, but…not one that said ‘I belong to you.’ like this one did.

I grab my purse, draping it over my shoulder and tighten my figure hugging bathrobe as I step outside, my braided hair slightly swishing in the cool night wind. It was about 8pm, almost time for me to make my grand entrance as his newest acquisition. 

I had earlier gone over what was to be expected of me through text, and it seemed quite easy enough. I was to serve drinks, fan, maybe light a few cigars and open doors when necessary. Sweep up any messes, clean any spills. Dancing would be encouraged, but not required. 

Really my whole purpose tonight was to serve as a symbol of his power, to use my beauty as a conduit for his vast wealth and influence. All I really had to do was show that he owned me, to act as submissive and feminine as possible, while submitting to his authority for everyone to see.

And for what he was paying me, I could bat my eyes and smile no problem.

With a deep breath I knock on the door before me, taking a moment to steady myself as it quickly swings open, and I see one of Ramon's wives, dressed in the exact same skimpy garment I had on beneath my robe.

"Hi Jamila, is Master Ramon ready to receive me?"

I feel myself already growing slightly aroused by my own words. 'Ready to receive me...' Mmmm...I was already speaking like his submissive harem girl.

"Hello Miss Cara. I'm actually Saadia. Yes, Master Ramon is ready for your entry. You look very pretty this evening. Master will be pleased. Follow me inside. You are always welcome in our home.”

I nod my head, watching her blissful gaze stare right through me as I enter the apartment, closing the door behind me. I wondered if I looked just like her when I was hypnotized?

The first thing I notice is the exotic belly dance music faintly playing from a stereo, the same one used to help relax me into a trance earlier. My heels click against the floor as I enter the large kitchen, setting my purse down on the table and taking my braid in my hand.

"Ahh, and now my prized jewel arrives."

I turn to see Ramon, clad in his black suit and hypnotist's turban, grinning mischievously as he steps closer, easily towering over me with his impressive height even in my heels.

"An especially enchanting evening to you, princess. I have been eagerly awaiting this moment all day."

He takes my hand and kisses it, watching me blush as I nervously stroked my braid in the other.

"Hello Master Ramon. I am as eager as you are to serve you this evening."

I step closer, placing my hands to his chest and giving him a small kiss on his lips, watching his face light up and continue to beam with happy excitement. I wasn't sure what just came over me, or why I'd suddenly decided to kiss him, but it felt incredible to surrender to my desires. 

"Thank you for the kiss, my love. You are a very beautiful woman, Cara. But I must say, I greatly enjoy seeing you done up like this. Your makeup skills are quite impressive, you clearly know how to enhance your naturally enticing beauty."

He chuckles as he walks over to the table, reaching inside his suit and pulling out a large sum of cash. My eyes widen and my mouth drops open slightly when he begins to count it out before me.

"Sixty...Seventy...Here you go my dear, one hundred thousand, this should be enough to give you some breathing room for the next few years."

He holds the cash up so I could see it, opening my purse and placing it inside for me whilst my heart skipped. I was really doing this. This was really happening…I would really be his slave for the evening... 

"You know, if you wish to *fully* embrace the role of my wife and explore the new bedsheets I've just purchased, there could be even more in it for you..."

He reaches back inside his suit, holding up a few more paper bills which he teasingly waves around my face.

"I know how easily hypnotized pretty girls like you are by my riches..”

He chuckles, watching my blue eyes follow along with the bills before tucking them inside my front robe pocket. An involuntary smile comes to me, as I take the extra cash out and place it within my purse with the rest.

"Thank you, Master. I'll...I'll think about it...Um...would you like to see me now?" I gesture to myself as he takes a few steps back, looking extremely pleased.

"By all means, Cara. Let me admire you as my servant girl."

I give a small nod, unwrapping my bathrobe and opening it to reveal myself, dressed in the sleazy, sparkling bikini he'd earlier provided. His jaw drops as his eyes trail across my delicate, exposed skin. 

The top and bottoms were so small, giving such a small amount of coverage over my nipples and pussy. When I look down to my bottoms, I blush even more when I see the outline of my own camel toe, sparkly and pressed against the barely there fabric like an enticing, forbidden treasure.

"Oh my, Cara...My princess...Like the Houri women of legend, you are simply divine in your beautiful splendor...To lay with you would be the greatest pleasure on earth…”

My red lips grin with excitement, and Saadia comes up behind me, taking my bathrobe as I pull it completely off. She folds it over her arm as I give him a little spin, showing myself off and feeling his eyes trail down my naked backside, staring intently at my pert ass. 

The bracelets around my ankles jingle as I step from my heels, resting my feet onto the cold kitchen tiles beneath me, striking a model-like pose. The lights all glitter and sparkle across my flashy bikini, the bits of expensive jewelry on me serving to further accentuate myself under his ownership. 

I was his prize.

His eyes slowly trail up from my glittery, shaven crotch, admiring my flat tummy and ample breasts, before piercing deep into my own gaze. 

“Come my pet. Let me show off my beautiful slave.”

He offers his arm out to me and I move in closer, resting my head against his chest as he places his hand around my back, stroking my bare skin lovingly and gently guiding me towards the living room...

...

It was like a scene from a romance novel, an exotic harem of slave girls before me, all performing some submissive task. Jamilia was busy fanning a couple of gentlemen seated at a small table, seeming more interested in their card game than the beautiful women around them.

Alyia was resting on her side beneath the couch, puffing away on the hookah pipe, and I feel the intense aroma of tobacco and spice invade my nose, making me fight against a small sneeze. 

As we approach the table however, the two men are ripped away from their game to stare intently at me, their eyes drinking in each and every curve of my flesh. Their jaws drop open, and the hand one of them was holding accidentally spills onto the table before them.

"Gentlemen, may I introduce to you Princess Cara, the finest beauty in all the west, and now my newest, fair skinned bride. You will not find a better looking girl anywhere else.”

I give a polite bow, letting out a shy, nervous giggle.

"How do you do, kind sirs. It's nice to make your acquaintance." I bat my long eyelashes as they continue to stare at me in shock, one of them breaking the silence when he clears his throat.

“She's…I mean…You're…you're really pretty…”

The younger man sighs out, looking into my eyes with a dazed, silly expression, as if he were falling under my spell. 

“M-May I…?” He shyly asks, extending his hand out to me, and with a smile I place my own within, letting him touch my hand whilst I teasingly wave my long black nails.

“It's an honor to meet you, Princess Cara. You…You really are gorgeous…” He lets out another dreamy sigh as I release my hand, having to fight to pull his eyes away from me and back to my Master.

“...You always did have the best taste in girls!”

The man seated beside him, slightly older, also gawks at me with a lustful admiration, but he seems slightly less enraptured by my beauty, compared to his friend's hypnotized expression.

"You've um...hired some new entertainment tonight? Perfect, she looks quite delicious. How much was she? A thousand or so?”

I can feel my face burning red hot beneath my heavy makeup, Ramon giving him an annoyed look before the two of them begin conversing in Arabic. It sounds like he might be somewhat upset, but I quickly smile and interject in English. 

"Actually I'm not purchased at all. Master Ramon is a wonderful man. I love him dearly, and I am incredibly honored to serve as his wife and consort.”

I spin to face him, standing on my tiptoes to kiss his cheek, the two men looking even more surprised when I glance back at their amazed expressions.

“My Arabic is a bit rusty, but anything you need at all, just snap your fingers, and I will see to your comfort.” I give them both a small, flirty wink, swearing that I could hear the loud thumping of their heartbeats even over the music.

"Of course, please forgive me princess. I didn't mean to insult you or our host. Half of my statement still rings true though, you are incredibly beautiful."

I giggle, watching them get flustered. Ramon gives me a loving pat on my bare shoulder, nudging me forward deeper into the living room.

"Make yourself comfortable, my sweet. And...*distract their foolish minds as best you can.*"

He whispers to me, his hot breath tickling my neck as I smile and nod.

“Yes Master. I shall do as you command.” I bow my head with a grin, already enjoying this immensely.

"Shouldn't be a problem for one as gorgeous as yourself. Oh...let me make one adjustment first."

He walks over to Jamilia, still mindlessly fanning away without a care in the world, and plucks the small tiara from her head, before gently placing it on my own.

"Now you are the prize of my harem, sweet Cara."

...

The next few hours go by rather nicely, I was really settling into my role, acting as girly and submissive as possible, and rather enjoying all the thirsty attention I was receiving.

I was standing beside the table whilst the three men continued their game, holding a small tray of drinks and food in my hands. When one of them places a large Cuban cigar to his mouth, I set it down, quickly lighting it for him with a flirtatious smile. 

While he's busy staring at my chest, I take a quick glance at his cards without him noticing, picking the tray back up with a wink. He looks back to his hand with a red, flustered expression as I giggle and step back.

I make very intense eye contact with my master, seated across from them, winking and pointing my finger downwards towards the floor, still gripping the tray tightly and shaking my head, as if to tell him 'They don't have shit.'

He smiles at me, looking back to his cards as the game continues, and it isn't long before he's won the pot, the two men tossing their remaining cards down with a sigh.

"Damn it, I can never focus with these harlots distracting me..." One of them groans, eliciting a chuckle from my master.

"Gentlemen please, tis but a friendly game. Why don't we move on to more relaxing entertainment."

As they rise up and walk deeper into the living room, I feel him gripping my bare shoulder tightly, whispering 'Good Girl..' into my ear. 

Alyia begins walking towards the stereo, turning the volume up and making the tribal fusion blare much louder. I watch the two men take a seat in a few offered chairs, and pick up the leafstalk, ready to fan them and continue my submissive performance, when I feel an arm wrapping around me.

"No my love. Take your place as my favorite."

He gestures to the cushions beneath the couch, and I set the stalk back down with a grin. I was feeling so excited, so turned on by what was happening, it was difficult to believe I'd ever had any doubts about this!

I make my way to the cushions, laying down on my side and resting my hand on my bare hip, looking up to my master as he sits on the couch behind me. 

I believe it's Saadia who makes her way to the center of the room, all eyes on her as she begins a slow and sensual belly dance, moving her hips along to the music. While the men are distracted, I look back up to my master, feeling him gently stroking my shoulders.

"...Leash me, Master…Own me…Show that I am yours…” I whisper to him with lust filled eyes, watching him display a proud smile at the gorgeous girl he's tamed.

"As you wish, my sweet jewel."

I turn my face back around to watch Saadia's dance, soon feeling the cold, metallic collar clicking across my neck, tightly gripping around my throat. My body relaxes deeper into the cushions beneath me, and he gives me a gentle yank backwards, forcing me to spread myself out even more.

“Mmmmmmmm~...”

I felt a bit like leia, or an obediently tamed pet. I was a trophy to be admired, more importantly, I was his trophy to be admired, and the two men quickly forget the dancing girl when they glance back to see me totally submitting to his power. 

I close my eyes and let out another happy sigh, a blissful smile on my face while the lights reflected off my costume and my purple eyelids. This was....This was incredible. I was so turned on...

Maybe I would take him up on his other offer after all…What kind of slave girl would I be, if I didn't let him claim me in his bedroom too?

He runs his fingers in playful circles around my shoulder, pulling me back with authority and gently cupping my right breast, my nipple nearly spilling out from the small, sparkling triangle that hid it from sight.

“I submit to your power, Master. I love being your concubine…”

He gives my breast a much firmer squeeze, gripping my leash in his other hand, and it isn't long until I see the front of his pants beginning to slowly rise up in his own excitement.

The girl strikes a pose as she finishes her dance, and we all politely clap, when a very arousing thought suddenly comes to me. I didn't know very much about belly dancing, but I'd always had a firm control over my midsection. 

If there was ever a time to try out my abilities….

I take my head from the pillows and rest it against his knee, wrapping my hand around his leg and tapping him with my nails.

"Master...May....May I try...?" I inquire with a whisper, fluttering my eyes as he gently pats my head, adjusting my small tiara for me.

"Of course my lovely. Try not to give anyone a heart attack."

He unclips my collar, and I give my hips a little shake when I slowly rise back up from my seated position, making my way to the center of the room with a slinking, playful, cat-like strut.

"I'm not much of a belly dancer yet, so you'll have to forgive me if my skills aren't quite on par with Saadia's. But I must do as Master Ramon commands.”

I bow my head as a new, spicy tempo fills the room, instantly swaying my hips to and fro with the music as I move my hands about my hips invitingly. All three men are completely hypnotized by my little performance, practically drooling over me in my lust evoking display. 

I give my tummy a few undulations, rocking my head along like a mesmerized serpent before I twirl around in place. I can hear a small gasp from someone when they glimpse my bare ass, twirling in place like a sexy top before returning to face them, my red lips parting with a large grin, relishing every second of this.

"She's....She's so...beautiful..."

One of the men sighs under his breath, resting his head in his hand and gazing at me with little hearts in his eyes, my long braid swishing about the air behind me like a suggestive whip.

My excitement grows even more when I notice all three of them are sporting very large, very obvious erections in their pants, their libidos seething for me.

I continue my enticing dance with a happy smile, feeling so turned on to be so heavily desired like this...

I move my chest back and forth with the crescendoing music, letting my breasts practically spill out from beneath my top and giving one final, inviting thrust of my hips to the enraptured crowd, the song slowly ending as a bit of sweat runs down my body.

I strike another pose with my arms behind my head, billowing my bare stomach one more time before devolving into a stream of happy giggles...

...

As the night concludes, I accompany my three harem sisters to the front entrance, bowing politely in unison with them as our two guests prepare to depart. 

“It's been a pleasant evening my friends, but if you'll excuse us, I'd like to spend the remainder of it alone with my beautiful wives.”

“Mmm I can certainly see why…Cara is…She's…She's perfect….sighh…”

My master looks beyond thrilled with my actions, I'd done everything he asked and more, fulfilling our deal to the satisfied letter.

"My compliments to you and your servants, particularly your dancing princess. Quite an impressive treasure you've procured for yourself."

I feel myself blush, bowing my head once more as the men depart, and Ramon turns to face us all with a pleased expression. 

"To my bedroom at once, I wish to speak with our princess alone."

He snaps his fingers, pointing to the room at the end of the hallway, and I begin to naturally follow them without thinking, before he cups my shoulder and I shake my head.

"Thank you for giving me this opportunity. I am...exceptionally humbled to be your servant tonight."

I turn to address my master, speaking in a husky whisper, and feeling a mixture of embarrassment and arousal that I'd begun strutting towards his bedroom with the other slave girls. It was just…so natural to submit to his authority, and do whatever he asked without thinking…

Almost like I was under a blissful, compliant trance…

My excitement only continues to increase when he takes my braid in his hand, gently stroking it and looking deep into my eyes.

"The pleasure was all mine, my sweet. You always have a place within my harem, princess."

My heart is racing while my palms sweat, feeling slightly light headed from all this sexy stimulation. I didn't want this night to end just yet...in fact...I didn't want it to end ever.

"I...I think I really like being owned this way. And...I like serving you. Master Ramon...if you would have me, I would be honored to take my place...as your fourth wife."

My face was impossibly red now, my makeup feeling like it could melt off, and I watch him step back with a soft laugh. 

"My dear princess. You are not merely my fourth wife....You are my *favored* wife.."

"Oohhha..."

My eyes flutter as I sigh, placing my hand to my chest and feeling my heart doing backflips. After the incredible night I've just experienced, I didn't want to ever live any other way again. I wanted to be his property, and only his property, for the rest of time.

*Snap!*

I'm pulled from my sexy thoughts by a sudden snapping of fingers, feeling my attention naturally landing into his deep black eyes, which I humbly give myself to and stare.

"Look into my eyes, Cara. Look deep into my eyes…Let me hypnotize you.."

I nod my head as I stare deeper, surrendering myself to his power, his control, his authority over me.

"Yes Master...I will let you hypnotize me.."

Deeper and deeper I stare into his piercing, mind numbing gaze, feeling as though my brain was being massaged the more I gazed into those deep dark whirlpools of enticement. 

"You cannot look away...You are under my power….You are spellbound by my gaze…”

I have to quickly swallow the pool of saliva growing in my mouth, nodding my head along to his words and just enjoying the blissful feeling of surrender.

“I…I can't…look…away…Mmm…”

He was so powerful...So magnificent...It was beyond easy for me to submit to his spell.

"Look deeper into my eyes...You see nothing but my eyes...You can look nowhere else, my stare has captivated your soul..."

"Oohhha....Hmmmm...."

My jittery heart starts to relax as I sink back down into deep trance, my mouth hanging open and my eyes glazing over completely. I knew I was hypnotized, I knew he had me under his spell, but I didn't want to fight or resist something so wonderful. 

He begins to repeatedly wave his hand down my face, slowly casting it across my dolled up features again and again, sending me deeper into hypnotic submission each time.

"You are under my control, Cara....You are enslaved to me…Enslaved to my hypnotic power…”

My glossy eyes suddenly open as wide as they can, everything disappearing from my vision as I stare off. The world before me becomes a black, void of nothing, save for the incredible tingles I could feel wrapping around my mind, along with the pulsating that was beginning to form in my crotch. 

"I am under your control. I am enslaved to you."

His hypnotic hand continues to pass before my blank, mesmerized face, but I continue to see nothing but dark, feeling nothing but blissful euphoria and a strong urge to comply. 

"You are mine, Cara. You are my pretty, white slave."

"I am yours Master. I am your pretty white slave."

"You are owned by me....You are the jewel of my harem."

"I am owned by you. I am the jewel of your harem."

My voice repeats back out, all monotone and lazy, not a care in the world except to submit and give myself to this incredible pleasure.

"You desire very much to have sex with me..."

"I desire very much to have sex with you."

"You are going to lay with me, and allow me to officially claim your tight body as my own..."

"I am going to lay with you. I will allow you to claim my tight body as your own."

He chuckles at how ensnared I was, how captivated and subservient he's made me. My old life vanishes completely from my mind, my thoughts filling only with blissful servitude. 

"Very good my lovely....You obey perfectly."

"Very good my lovely. I obey perfectly.”

“You are the most beautiful woman to ever live...”

“I am the most beautiful woman to ever live.”

“A perfect trophy to be admired…”

“I am a perfect trophy to be admired.”

He takes my braid in his hand again, running his fingers against my soft brown hair. My braid is soon placed behind my back, and I can feel his lips touch my own in a tender delicate kiss.

Another wave of his hand slowly falls before my face, waving his fingers before my lifeless eyes as it falls before me, pulling my mind down along with it.

“I am the most powerful and handsome man you know…”

“You are the most powerful and handsome man I know.”

“You love me, and desire only me…”

“I love you and desire only you.”

“You are honored to be my trophy wife…”

“I am honored to be your trophy wife.”

“From this day forth, you will only have sex with me…”

“From this day forth I will only have sex with you.”

"Good girl...Now....Awake!"

*Snap!*

My eyes roll up far into my head, only my scalia visible for a moment as they fluttered sleepily. I stumble forward a bit, caught by his loving embrace which helps to steady me with a smile. 

"Mmm...Thank you, Master..."

I look up at him with adoration in my gaze, unable to stop myself from smiling like a mad woman. 

"Good girl. I'm so proud of you, my princess."

I take a deep breath as I steadied myself back on my own feet, looking at him with a fiery desire within me. 

I wanted him. I wanted to feel him enter and fuck me, to finish inside me and drench my womb, and above all, I wanted to know I was his forever.

With a smirk I reach behind myself, untying my flimsy little top and letting it fall to the carpet, grinning ear to ear with flirtation as I do so. He cups his hands around my breasts, instantly making me drenching wet when he squeezes, giving my girls a nice, loving massage.

I tuck my thumbs beneath the small strings supporting my sparkly thong, and with incredible excitement, quickly tug them down, exposing my dripping, shaven pussy to his hungry eyes, which devour the amazing sight before them. 

I was so wet now, so obviously horny for him. He licks his lips while gazing into my dripping waterfall, running his fingers up my legs and poking inside me.

"OHHhhaa!!"

I let out a surprised, sharp squeal of excitement when I feel his masculine fingers dip inside my vagina, slipping back out and into his mouth, savoring the taste of my girly wetness. 

"Take me Master...Take me to your bedroom and ravish me...."

My eyes gloss over once more as they droop, feeling so overwhelmed by lust and desire. I needed him now, and I needed him badly. No other man on planet earth would ever be enough to satisfy me like him. 

“It would be my humblest honor, princess."

He scoops me up into his arms, and I can't help but squeal. Yes! I would be his now! And I would never again have a moment of unrest or displeasure. 

A surprised gasp comes from my painted lips, when he tilts me downwards, easily holding me with his impressive strength, and gives me a deep, romantic kiss. My eyes close as I moan, kissing him back and letting our tongues meet.

“Mmmmmmmm….♡♡♡”

He carries me down the hallway, my legs gently swaying with each step he takes, and it isn't long until I find myself being placed onto the soft cushions of a lavish, king sized bed, surrounded by my beautiful harem sisters. 

I close my eyes, tilting back onto the covers and taking one of their hands in my own, spreading my legs wide open. 

I let out a sharp cry of ecstasy, and squeeze her palm tightly when I feel him enter me, the bed beneath us squeaking as he thrusts his large, enormous manhood deep inside me again and again, making hard, passionate love to his new slave girl until sunrise…