Sensual Summons

By Cara B. Witching 

...

"Bwaaak buck buck buck bwaak!!"

I happily flutter my arms by my sides, pretending my elbows were little wings as I flap them up and down. There was a blissful, dreamy smile spread across my sleeping face, my eyes closed shut and my mind deep in trance. 

A myriad of laughter fills the small auditorium, a few in the crowd using their phones to record me as I totally embarrassed myself, with an oblivious, content expression. Standing off to the side of the stage is my hypnotist, grinning wickedly, and greatly relishing the sight of me deep under his spell.

For one night only!

       Federico Sonno - Il Grande Ipnotizzatore

A small, slightly worn poster by the far end of the stage depicts the handsome stage performer swinging a golden watch before a woman's face, the young girl displaying an expression of happy, mindless bliss while spirals spin around in her half closed eyes. 

The text beneath the rather cheesy poster declared that "None can resist the power of hypnotism!"

"That's it, cluck like the beautiful chicken you are my sweet...Give yourself to my control and submit..."

He was clad in a very sharp looking tux, a fair bit of stubble highlighting his masculine face, and a cheesy looking turban wrapped around his head, purple in color with a bright, enticing gem in its center. 

He lets out a soft chuckle, clutching a golden pocket watch in his left hand while his arms cross over his chest, watching me make a complete fool of myself.

"Bwak bwak bwak!! Buck buck buck bwak!!"

I cluck out even louder, scratching at the floor with my heels as I walk about the stage, exactly as a chicken would. My head bobs to and fro, and I soon squat down, imagining myself to be laying an egg as I let out a myriad of squawking.

"Bwak bwak buck buck bwak!"

The shadow of a spiral spins around on the curtain behind us, accompanied by a playlist of cheesy, mystical flute playing from somewhere off stage while I humiliate myself. It was almost like he was the classic snake charmer, and I was deep under his spell, oblivious to the fact that I was dancing to his tune..

The handsome hypnotist steps forward, clapping his hands together with a grin. 

"Very good, my bellissima gallina. Such pretty poultry you are!"

My only response is to tilt my sleeping face to him, vocalizing my agreement with a happy *bwaaaaaak buck bwaak!*

As the crowd continues to roar with laughter, my friend sitting in the front row also pulls her phone out, pointing her camera to me with a slightly sadistic grin.

"Blackmail time!" She whispers with a playful laugh.

I feel him placing his warm, tender hands on my flapping elbows, running them up my arms and helping me stand up straight while I cluck and squawk.

*Snap!*

"And sleep! Deep sleep, Cara!"

He snaps his fingers, and instantly my happy face drops forward with a sigh, my mind falling back into a blissful black void of tranquility. There was no greater feeling than to be hypnotized like this. 

"Gooood girl....That's it, deeep asleep...You obey so wonderfully, my darling volunteer."

My sleeping smile widens at his praise, feeling a warm rush spread throughout my body and tingle my delicate skin. I feel his hot breath on my neck as he whispers his sexy, irresistible voice deeper into my mind.

"You were *very* lovely to begin with, Cara. But under hypnosis, it's undeniable how gorgeous you are."

"Hmmmmm....~" I happily sigh, feeling so wonderful in this moment. 

"Now amore, when I snap my fingers, you're going to show all these fine people just how beautiful you are by removing your shirt. Do you understand?"

I slowly nod my face up and down to his words.

"Hmm...Yesh Mashterr....I...Underrshhhtanndd.."

"Good girl....Now......"

*Snap!*

The crowd begins to cheer when I grip the bottom of my shirt, slowly and teasingly pulling it up over my head and revealing myself to everyone. My stomach and chest now fully displayed, my only modesty a dark blue bra covering my bosom.

Every guy is practically salivating at the sight of me, and I happily discard my shirt on the stage floor. My hypnotist leans forward with a chuckle, licking his lips at the sight of my chest.

"Such a perfect figure...You're so beautiful, Cara."

He whispers into my ear, quiet enough so that only I could hear him but still loud enough to dominate my soul.

"Hmmm...Thankk youu Masshhterr....Hmm..."

I can hear him chuckle once more, taking a lock of my brown hair in his hands and gently stroking it. He places his other hand on my shoulder, giving me a small massage and addressing the crowd, the stagelights flashing all around me.

"As you can see, with the power of hypnosis, even a high status woman can be made into putty in your hands! There is no command so ridiculous that she would refuse!" 

A few begin to applaud his hypnotic domination of me, while most just continue to whistle or drool over my body. 

After taking a few bows, the hypnotist begins to wave his hand before my face, putting on a theatrical display of his hypnotic ownership.

"Now my love, when I snap my fingers, you will display even more of your beauty, by slowly removing your pants for my-..I mean, *our* enjoyment."

I nod my face once more to his words, feeling so warm, bubbly, and happy to accept his hypnotic commands deep inside me. And with all this stimulation I was getting, his voice wasn't the only thing I wanted inside me.

*Snap!*

A few of the stagelights dance across my exposed skin, the excitement of the crowd increasing tenfold when I begin to follow his pervy commands. I slowly unbutton my jeans, giving my hips a little shake as I pull them down my legs...

I step out of my heels so I was now completely barefoot, my soles tingling against the wooden stage floor as I step out of my pants. In my blissful, hypnotized mind, I can hear the faint sound of a wolf whistle, but it sounds millions of miles away..

I was now standing before everyone in just my underwear, a pair of matching blue panties covering my girlhood, and complimenting my bra quite nicely. It was almost a bit reminiscent of Jasmine's outfit, if a bit skimpier and more revealing.

The hypnotist adjusts his turban, wiping a bit of sweat from his forehead as his deep brown eyes trail across my skin, admiring every inch and curve of my delicate, hourglass figure. 

"Careful my dear, I'm supposed to be the one hypnotizing you after all, not the other way around."

He jokes as he circles around me like a tiger, running his hands across my bare skin and savoring every touch. His pupils dilate, and he has a look of extreme lust as he stares intently at my rising chest, my breasts gently heaving up and down beneath their top with every deep breath I take.

"You are incredibly gorgeous, Cara. An absolute treat for the eyes." He tells me, his head feeling extremely hot beneath his cheesy turban.

"I've never seen a woman so beautiful and alluring...You're enough to make even the most conservative man lose his composure."

He whispers inside my ear, this sexy voice being soaked up within my subconscious, while my happy, dreamy smile only increases. He places his fingers on each side of my face, gently massaging my temples as he moves my head back up.

"Now my lovely volunteer, I want you to open your eyes for me, so I might admire those gorgeous blue gems once more. But you will remain deep asleep! No matter if your eyes are closed or open, you will be in my trance until I release you. Understand, my pet?~"

I nod my head up and down, letting out another soft, quiet "Yess Masshterrrr..." as I sigh.

"Such a good girl..."

He waves his hand across my face, and my eyelids slowly and lazily reopen, my blue irises gazing off into a void of nothing. 

"Ooo, look! She's totally hypnotized!" Someone in the crowd whispers.

"Come on, she's faking. Look at that pretty face, she's obviously an actress..."

The stagelights and flashing of cell phones do nothing to upset my trance, I was much too deep to be awakened by anything but the hypnotist's command. With a grin, he reaches inside his suit, producing a beautiful golden pocket watch, and dangling it before my face.

Even though I was so deep that I couldn't see anything before me, my eyes naturally fixate on the golden watch, following along as it gently swings back and forth...

The mystical soundtrack offstage increases in volume as he puts me through another sexy induction, making a big, spectacular show of hypnotizing me deeper.

"Follow the watch my love...You cannot look away....I have you....hypnotized..."

*tick...tick...tick...*

My eyelids droop about halfway closed, a few lines of drowsiness appearing beneath them as my smiling lips part in a blissful sigh.

"You have me hypnotized...I cannot look away..."

"Good girl...You are under my power..."

"Yes Master...I am under...your powwerrr.."

Back and forth, back and forth, my sleepy face begins to move side to side with the pretty watch. It felt so good to surrender, so good to give up my autonomy and control to this charming hypnotist. 

"You will obey my every command..."

"I will obey...your every...c....commandd..."

"Your mind is under my control..."

"My mind...is underr...yourr controlll..."

"I command, and you obey..."

"You command...and i...*yawn*...mmm...obey..."

My eyes close, and my head nods down for a moment, before quickly tilting back up to focus on the beautiful watch, and its incredible power over me.

"Damn...where can I get me one of those?" Someone else in the crowd whispers.

"What, the watch or the girl? Because I know what I'd like to take home."

*tick...tick...tick...*

My eyelids are so heavy now, they're practically closed, only the whites of my scalia visible. The watch continues to gently swing past my beautifully mesmerized face, my tongue slowly hanging from my open mouth.

"And what is hypnotizing you, my dear?"

He has a devilish grin on his face, greatly enjoying having me at his hypnotic mercy.

"The...the pretty watch...is...hypnotizing...me..."

"Good girl. Eyes so heavy now. So ready to sleep and surrender. Doesn't it feel so wonderful, to be hypnotized?"

"Mmm...Yess...So....*yawn*..wonderful..."

"Say it my dear....You are hypnotized..."

"I am....*yawn*....mmmnn...hypnotizzeddd..."

"Say that beautiful, sexy word once more my love. Hypnotized."

"Hypnotized....hypnotized....hypno...*yawn*..."

It was too much for me now. My eyes naturally close themselves, becoming tightly glued shut as my head drops forward. A stream of drool runs down my face, while a loud snore fills the air.

The audience claps once more, applauding my ensnarement and his impressive skills as a hypnotist.

"Thank you, thank you! As I was saying, even a beautiful woman like Cara here will fall to my spell, and willingly give herself to my control when I'm done with her!"

He lets out an evil chuckle, placing the hypnotic trinket back inside his suit and fixing his turban once again.

"Now my lovely doll, you are no longer taking part in a hypnosis show. The stage around you vanishes into your mind, being replaced with a lavish bedchamber."

He steps behind me to massage my shoulders again, placing a small kiss on my neck.

"You are no longer Cara, the Italian born beauty, living in the United States. Now you are a servant girl in the Ottoman harem, hundreds of years ago, taken and enslaved for your incredible looks."

He takes a few steps back, giving me plenty of room while continuing to eye my chest like a hungry animal.

"You've just been summoned to the sultan's bedchambers for a night of passion...But first, as is customary for his slaves, you must entice him with an erotic dance."

My head nods up and down to his words, another sigh slipping out between my pleasurable snores. Yes, that sounded wonderful. I was a simple slave girl, and I needed my sultan to desire me...

I needed to dance for him, to make him hot and ready to lay with me. If I could produce an heir to his kingdom, it's incredibly likely I would live a long, happy life of debauchery...

"Yesh mashter...I musshhtt...entice himm... with ann erotiicc dannsseee..."

"Good girl...Now...begin!"

*Snap!*

Instantly the music changes into an exotic tribal fusion, the lights around the stage dimming to give a more intimate atmosphere. The spiral behind the stage disappears, being replaced with the outline of an old fashioned oil lamp.

With my eyes still shut tightly, I extend my arms out above my sides, moving them in an enticing manner and inviting everyone to stare at my hips, slowly rocking them back and forth.

The tempo picks up a bit faster, and I raise my hands up high into the air, undulating my stomach while moving it about in small circles. My hips continue to rock as my tummy billows, some becoming hypnotized themselves by my cute little belly button as it moves about in my seductive dance.

Many of the guys watching have to adjust themselves, feeling incredibly aroused by my performance. My dancing picks up speed with the tempo, my hips moving much faster in perfect unison with the music.

"I am a beautiful belly dancer....I am a beautiful belly dancer..."

My breasts rise and fall as I slowly move my body around the stage like a flirty, playful minx. I was doing my best to be as sexy as possible, I needed my sultan to be aroused. I needed him to want me, to desire me, to enter me and give me a healthy son..

Reaching behind myself, I unhook my bra, letting it fall to the floor and giving my breasts a shake. I can hear what sounds like someone's jaw hitting the floor when I spin around in a circle, rotating my shoulders before I shake my chest once more.

I place my hands on my hips, tucking my thumbs beneath my panties with a wide, sleeping smile.

My boobs continue to move up and down in a captivating display as I continue to bounce and shake them, and a guy in the back row quickly gets up and makes a run for the exit, gripping his crotch with a wincing expression. 

"Very good, my dear. Your sultan is very aroused now. Feel his desires for you envelope over your own, feel him calling you to him for a night of passionate love making..."

My smile is completely wide and ditzy at this point, dominating my snoozing, mesmerized face. I was so happy that I'd pleased my sultan. In my mind I envision him beckoning me closer to his bed, and I feel my vagina opening wide with excitement and desire...

"Yessshhh...I mussst layy...withh my sszultann.."

I begin to slowly pull my panties down, teasing the enraptured crowd as I reveal my intimate area to more eyes than I ever had before. One lucky guy in the front row quite literally gets a nosebleed when he glances a bit of my small, fuzzy bush. Even some of the girls have hearts in their eyes, everyone on the edge of their seats as my treasure unconcealed...

*Snap!*

The hypnotist quickly rushes back over to me, snapping his fingers in the air before anyone can get too good a look at my flower, my panties quickly sliding back up over my privates as I released them

"Deep sleep, Cara!"

"Ooohhhaa..."

My hands fall from my hips, dangling limply by my sides as I'm thrown once more into a black, thoughtless pool of euphoria. My body goes completely limp, and I fall backwards into his waiting arms.

"Whew, almost went from an R to an X there."

There's a few disappointed groans, nearly everyone in the crowd watching with extreme envy when he clutches me in a bridal carry. I was completely exposed save for my panties, my arms and legs dangling limply in the air while he makes his way back center stage with me in his arms.

"If you'd like to see a recording of tonight's enticing show, remember to check my website. As for our lovely volunteer, I'm going to give her a nice little reward for her performance."

"Zzzzzzz....."

He grins mischievously while I continued snoozing away in his grasp, the lights reflecting off my skin and making me look even more alluring.

"Thank you, and good night!"

He snaps his fingers, my eyes twitching beneath their lids at the sound, and a descending curtain hides us away, the room filling with bright light.

"Damn it, he always cuts his shows at the best part!"

...

Meanwhile behind the curtain, I can feel a pair of lips pressing against my own, gently swaying me around in the air.

"What a fun girl you are, Cara! I've never enjoyed trancing a beauty more than I have you tonight."

"Mmmmnnn...Thankk youuu...Masshterrr..."

He chuckles, carrying me off deeper backstage, until we're completely hidden from any possible intrusion. 

He slowly places me down on my knees, and I hear a belt being unbuckled followed by a faint unzipping.

"Now my beautiful slave, I want you to open your mouth, and prepare for the grand finale..."

His sinister laughter fills my head, as I nod along to his words.

"Yeeshhh....Masstttterrr...."

I stiffen my body upwards, placing my hands on my legs and opening my mouth as wide as I can, eager to accept his love and more....

_______

...

"Cara?....Cara??"

The next thing I'm aware of is stepping back outside, car keys in hand with all my clothes returned, save for my shoes which were mysteriously missing. My hair is wild and messy, sticking up like bed head, my makeup slightly smeared. 

"Ughhhh..."

I respond to my friend's familiar voice, rubbing my eyes and letting out a groggy yawn as she approaches. She says something to me, but it's inaudible, as if she were speaking underwater, and I feel her take my hands in her own.

When my blurry vision clears, I'm greeted by her smiling face, looking quite amused.

"Hmm...I'm sorry, could you repeat that?"

I slur out in a tired, almost monotone voice, releasing her hands from mine to massage my head. It feels like I've just woken up from fifteen hours of deep, thoughtless sleep.

"I said that was awesome! Your video is already going viral on Facebook!"

She laughs, giving me a playful shove while my vision continues to clear. 

"Oh, don't worry, I stopped recording before you did all the belly dancing, so it's just you acting like a chicken."

She beams at me with a slight teasingness to her voice. I open my mouth to respond, taking a moment to smack my lips together.

Hmm, there was a salty, slightly tangy taste on my tongue. 

"Belly dancing...? Chickens...? I have no clue what you're talking about."

As we begin walking towards my car, she gives me another playful shove, throwing me off balance and causing me to almost trip. She's lucky I wasn't wearing heels...

"Oh, come on Cara. That guy totally hypnotized you! We all saw it, you were completely under his control."

I purse my lips at her teasing words. I have to struggle a bit to remember what happened, my brain was still spinning around in a dizzy pool of numbness.

The last thing I recalled was raising my hand when he asked for a volunteer. I wasn't quite sure why I'd decided to join him on stage, but his charming persona quickly put me at ease, kissing my hand, and referring to me as a "very pretty young lady", before asking me a few questions about hypnosis.

I think I had sort of brushed them off, declaring hypnotism to be just a silly parlor trick, when he dropped the most beautiful golden watch before my face. I felt incredibly compelled to keep my eyes on it, and follow its hypnotic swing side to side.

My eyes started to get really heavy after that, while the watch began to blur in my vision. I can't remember anything that followed, but no way I was actually hypnotized...right?

"So what's it like being hypnotized? Come on, I'm really curious, you seemed to be enjoying yourself."

As she continues to pester me with ridiculous questions about being hypnotized, I can't help but feel slightly confused why my feet were so cold. I'd come here wearing a pair of my favorite designer heels, but it's far too difficult for me to focus, and I felt myself naturally forgetting, just letting the thought slip away into the recesses of my mind.

"I was just playing along. The poor guy would have been so humiliated, I just wanted to be nice."

I tell her, declaring my chickeny antics on stage to be mere charity, but she laughs off my words.

"Oh please, he totally put you under with that swinging watch. You had the dreamiest looking smile!"

I open my car door, taking a seat and unlocking the passenger for her while shaking my head. I really was struggling to remember what happened, but once the watch tired my eyes, everything just went dark. It felt like I'd fallen into a blissful, obedient blankness...

But there was no way I'd actually been hypnotized, like I'd seen in so many movies. No no, I was more sure of this than anything. 

I was not hypnotized. I was just playing along. And the handsome hypnotist absolutely did not take advantage of me in any way.

"It's so obvious he had a crush on you too, I'm pretty sure he had a stiffy the whole time you were up there."

Immediately I feel my face blush bright red at her words, and I turn to her with a scowl.

"I'm telling you, I wasn't hypnotized! He took me backstage to thank me for playing along, come on, you can't hypnotize someone like they do in cheesy cartoons."

I turn the engine on, pulling my seat belt over myself and glancing in the rear view mirror, slowly backing out of the parking space and paying little attention to the headlights seeming to trail along in the distance behind us...

My friend only continues to laugh at my defensive tone, tapping my shoulder with her arm.

"Hey, whatever you say honey. But I just have to know, where'd you get such a sexy bra?"

I give her a very annoyed look as I pull onto the interstate.

"How the hell do you know what my bra looks like?!"

_______

I open the door to my apartment, relaxing my bare feet into the shag carpeting. Making my way to the kitchen, I pour myself a small glass of wine, swirling the red liquid around in its glass like a whirlpool. 

"Pfft, hypno mumbo jumbo, give me a break."

I roll my eyes dismissively at tonight's events, taking a sip and stepping to the living room. I place my phone on it's charger, quickly glancing that it was nearly 3 in the morning! And yet, I didn't feel all that tired. In fact, it felt like I'd gotten a decent amount of rest already...

I finish my wine, setting the empty glass down on the coffee table beside a few books, and quickly make my way into my bathroom. I smirk when I see my fudged makeup, my lip gloss smeared and my dark eyeshadow runny, using a bit of warm water to clean my face before brushing my teeth. It felt nice to chase that strange, salt like taste from my mouth. 

A few minutes later I'm in my bedroom, dressing myself in a soft pink nighty that feels heavenly against my skin. I take a few moments to brush my hair, before crawling into bed and wrapping myself up in the covers.

"There's no way I was hypnotized....No..*yawn*.. way..."

I nod my head in agreement with myself, gazing into the pitch dark of my bedroom, and feeling my eyelids naturally close to the blackness surrounding me.

"Hypnosis doesn't work...Nope...Not *yawn*.. not on me..."

My eyes close even tighter, my toes curling inside the warm blankets around me. I turn onto my side, fully resting my head deeply into the soft cushion of my pillow. Before long I feel the pleasurable sneaking of sleep ensnaring me like a lasso, my mind clearing of all thoughts and worries. 

With a sigh I allow myself to relax deeper, a warm, bubbly contentment washing over me as I willingly surrender to slumber. My head empties completely, the humiliating events of tonight disappearing into the wonderful blackness of my subconscious. 

The room soon fills with my quiet, feminine snores as I happily delve into a fuzzy dreamland, where all is safe and well...

Zzzzzzzzzzzz....

......

Within my mind, my naked body floats into a soft, comforting cloud, relaxing every inch of my skin it touched, kissing my bare flesh with a sweet, tender euphoria. I let out a sigh as I float deeper into the cloud, totally at peace, beyond happy in my blissful, dreamy tranquility. 

"Cara...."

My wonderful dream is suddenly interrupted by a familiar voice calling my name. But it's probably just part of the dream, if I keep relaxing, and just focus on how amazing this feels, I'm sure that...

"Cara..."

There it is again...My name being called out by a voice I was so sure I recognized. I soon feel a foreign influence creeping into my mind, infiltrating my thoughts and seizing a hold over my brain.

"Relax Cara....Relaxxxx...and Ssssubmit…”

"Mmmmmnn...No....stop...leave...me...alone..."

The voice only chuckles in response to my defiance, increasing its influence ten fold. Soon the clouds around me disappear into a blackness, and the voice begins to echo each syllable. 

"Relax for me Cara...Sink back down into deeeep hypnotic sleep..”

I try to resist, but it was like fighting against a tidal wave. The ocean of pleasure washing over me was indescribable, as was the ocean forming elsewhere...

"No...get...get out...of my..head...Harvey..."

"Shhhhhhh....Don't fight it, my love. Just ssssubmit to me...."

"Let...me...ssss....sssleep...."

"Ssssssubmit to me, ssssweet, beautiful Cara. Be my sssubject...my thrall...my...sssslave..."

"Y-Yesss....your.....ssssslavve...."

"You are my hypnotized ssslave..."

"I am...your hypnotizzed...sssslave..."

Yes...It felt so good to say it. So incredible to accept these words as reality, to submit myself to their factual consistency. I was hypnotized. I loved being hypnotized, and what's more, I was incredibly easy to place under a trance.

My mind was so easily seduced, so naturally welcoming of authoritative control, it was like I was born to be entranced. This was my natural place in life, under a deep, powerful spell. Resistance didn't make any sense, this was my purpose, to submit and obey.. 

"Thaaaat'ss it...Good girl, Cara. You don't want to resist. You want to be hypnotized. You crave to be hypnotized. And I'm going to fulfill your desires....How does it make you feel, to know I am already hypnotizing you...?"

"Hmmm...Feeellszz...sssooo....sssexxyy..."

"That'ssss my good girl…my princess of hypnosis…Sssssink deeper...and deeper...and deeper for me..."

The blackness of my mind soon becomes replaced by a swirling, monochrome spiral, twisting and twirling around in a hypnotic display. I instantly feel captivated by the intoxicating helix, letting myself fall into the swirling center.

"Rise now, and obey me, slave."

Back in my bed, my eyelids slowly flutter wide open, my bright blue irises now filled with the same white and black swirling. 

"You are under my power, sweet Cara. You are hypnotized, and must obey."

My spiraling eyes gaze upwards into the ceiling, lost in the glory of hypnotic trance. I didn't know who or what I was anymore, only how good it felt to surrender to this amazing euphoric bliss.

"Yes Master. I am under your power. I am hypnotized. I must obey."

I speak out perfectly, my voice completely monotone and robotic. It was as if someone else was in my mind, and speaking for me...

"You love being hypnotized....You need to be dominated..."

"I love being hypnotized. I need to be dominated."

"Good girl. Rise from your bed, and come to me."

I toss my covers off myself, placing my feet back onto the carpet as I stand at attention. My body straightens up, and my jaw hangs limply as the swirls in my eyes pick up speed, sending me down further into hypnotic bliss.

"Come to me, Cara. Come to your master..."

"Yes Master. I hear and I obey." 

I place my arms out before me like a sleepwalker, taking a step forward and walking towards my door like an automaton. 

"Come to me....Come to me, my helpless beauty...You cannot resist my hypnotic summons..."

"Yes Master. I cannot resist your hypnotic summons."

Each robotic step I take sends me ten times deeper into trance, ten times deeper under his control. It was a wonderful, orgasmic high to be under someone's seductive authority like this.

"Come to me...Come to me...You cannot awaken from this trance...You are locked in my spell..You will come to me, as I command..."

"Yes Master. I cannot awaken. I must come to you..."

As I make my way past my roommate's bedroom, she quickly sticks her head out to investigate the commotion, rolling her eyes when she sees me marching towards the front door like a mesmerized zombie.

"Oh great, what is this, like the fifth time this month?"

She groans, closing her door as I step out onto the patio, the cool night air whistling past my skin, and the cold cement kissing against my bare feet. The full moon illuminates my shadow across the wall, arms out and taking stiff steps like a wind up toy or remote controlled robot.

I soon feel the soft grass beneath my toes, the force guiding me makes me turn and walk up the sidewalk, far away from my home...

It isn't long before I'm zombie walking towards a parked car, my beautiful hypnotist leaning against the door and waving his hand towards me in a beckoning motion. 

"Yesss...You are mine now, sweet Cara. That beautiful mind, and that beautiful body belong to me..."

He lets out an evil laugh as I step closer, until I'm standing right before him, my arms out past his head.

"Yes Master. My mind and body belong to you. I am your slave."

Another evil chuckle fills the air. Reaching down to adjust the bulge in his pants, his eyes quickly trail up my legs towards my chest.

"Such a beautiful toy....And soon my helplessly enthralled damsel...You will know the true meaning of pleasure."

"Yes Master. Soon I will know the true meani-"

*Snap!*

"Deep sleep, Cara!"

My arms instantly drop to my sides, my swirling irises rolling up far into my head as I go completely limp.

"Ooohhhaa...."

He catches me as I fall forward, cradling me in his arms. He gives me an amused smirk, glancing at the turban and pocket watch in the back seat of his car, resting beside my designer heels.

He slowly lifts me up closer to his face, taking the time to smell the perfume I was wearing as he nuzzles my nose.

"Oh Cara...My sweet, beautiful Cara. I knew from the moment I saw you volunteer to go under that I loved you, and I simply had to have you."

"Hmmmmmmm....."

My swirly eyes roll around beneath their lids, my toes curling in pleasure as he places his lips to mine in a kiss, smooching me under the beautiful moonlight, the stars twinkling as our tongues dance...

_______

A slow, exotic tempo plays as I sway my hips to and fro with a spicy invitation. Gone was my old life, I'd forgotten everything about who I was and what my life had been. I now exist only to serve my wonderful Master.

My old clothes were gone as well, replaced with a suggestive ensemble that served to tease and tantalize all who looked upon me. My breasts concealed and pushed up by a pitch black top, strapless and leaving my back totally exposed. 

A short, similar colored loincloth flowed from the fasteners around my hips, draped just above my thighs while leaving my ass displayed, covering my freshly shaved womanhood. 

A pitch black veil drapes over the bottom half of my face, adding a bit of sexy mystique to my done up appearance, while a generous amount of black eyeshadow helped draw attention to my swirling irises.

"Enjoy my dance of submission, Sultan. To serve as your concubine is my highest calling in life...”

My spiral gaze rolls around in my empty head, not really focusing on anything as I continued to sway and gyrate my hips along with the music, feeling an incredible desire to please my master with my enticing dance.

"Good girl...You have a fabulous body, my love. Such a trophy to behold, and you look even more beautiful while hypnotized."

My master calls to me, clad in a white bathrobe and resting his hands beneath the soft fabric, gently stroking himself to my dancing. Off in the corner is my pink nightly, ruffled and discarded.

"Yes Master...I am beautiful...I am hypnotized..."

I drone my mantra absentmindedly, twirling around in place as I undulate my tummy. I run my hands up my bare sides, tugging on my top as if to say "Come and claim what is yours."

My brown hair fastened up in a flirty ponytail, and around my ankles a few bracelets clink in the air, while a pair of silver, triangle shaped earrings sway about beside my face. My only other piece of jewelry was a small golden collar fastened around my neck, branded with large text and proudly displaying the word 'SLAVE'.

"I am beautiful...I am hypnotized...I am beautiful...I am hypnotized..."

My ponytail swishes about in the air behind me like a whip as I continue my dance, standing on my tiptoes to twirl my body around in place once more. My hypnotist seems to wince for a moment, quickly tossing his robe open when he feels an orgasm building...

I dance seductively towards him, moving my hands and caressing my long nails against his chest. I turn around to rub my bare ass against his throbbing hard erection, grinding myself against him as he begins to stroke himself harder and faster...

I place my hands behind my head as I turn back around to face him, slowly moving my tummy inches from his face in unison with the music. Soon he can fight it no more, and with a sharp gasp he shuts his eyes and surrenders to climax.

"F-FUckk..."

Instantly a massive stream of hot, white love shoots from the head of his cock, spraying me around my stomach and inside my belly button. He gasps for breath and moans my name as even more cum shoots from his dick, all for me, all because of my beauty. I was so happy to please my Sultan. 

With a final gasp he leans back onto the bed, a large smile creeping across his face as he watches me stand at attention, like a mindless harem-soldier, his splashing marking me as his forever.

"I am beautiful. I am hypnotized."

I happily chirp in my monotone voice, staring off into the wall as my unfocused eyes continue to spiral and swirl about in a whirlpool of trance.

"Mmm...Indeed you are, my love. You might be the only girl I own, but you're still the prized jewel of my harem."

Beneath my veil I begin to smile, feeling so happy and blissful hearing my master's praise. I had no clue what was happening around me, but it felt so good to know my master was pleased with my actions.

He slowly rises back up, glancing at the sticky white love all over his hand before looking back to me. With a devilish smile he raises his other into the air, clicking his fingers together in my face.

"You are now a chicken, Cara! Squawk for your Master like a good little hen!"

*Snap!*

My swirly eyes open wide for a moment before relaxing back halfway closed, and I place my hands on my hips once more, flapping my elbows like wings.

"Bwaak buck buck bwaaak buck bwaaaaak!!"

I strut around the small bedroom, clucking like a blissfully obedient hen. It was an amusing sight in my belly dancing costume, one I would have been quite humiliated by if I were fully awake.

But in the deep, blissful trance I'm under, I was happy to obey, squawking and flapping my arms like a flightless bird. My hypnotist leaves the room as I continue to lower myself to his thrall, returning once he's properly cleaned himself off.

He places his now washed hand to his chest, feeling his heart flutter with excitement at the lovely sight before him. Once he feels like I've had enough chicken antics for one night, he slowly sneaks up behind me, placing his hand on my shoulder while raising the other beside my face.

"Cluck cluck bwak cluck cluck bwaak! Buck buck bwaak buck bu-"

*Snap!*

"Deep sleep, Cara!"

"Ohhhhh..."

I fall back into his arm as my swirly eyes close, letting out a sigh and going completely limp in his grasp. With a soft chuckle he gently lifts me up onto the bed, laying me down before him and admiring my skimpy and suggestive ensemble. 

Even though he's just climaxed, he could already feel himself growing hard again at the sight of me, driven by his hot passion to claim me.

"Such a good girl, Cara. And now, I believe it's your turn.~"

There's a lustful flirtation to his voice, waving his hand in the air above my sleeping body. My mind becomes tethered once more to his control, and I feel a powerful force guiding my hands upwards to my top, slowly tugging it down until my breasts are exposed. 

He places his hands onto my boobs, giving them a firm yet gentle squeeze within his masculine grasp. Instantly a loud, pleasurable moan escapes from beneath my face veil, flowing in the air as I groan and tilt my head back into the cushions.

I feel his thumbs circling around my areolas, giving my nipples a tight pinch and causing them to poke up in flirty excitement. All this stimulation was making me feel damp beneath my loincloth, my pussy slowly opening with soaking wet anticipation.

He continues to play with my breasts, squeezing and massaging them in a way that feels beyond heavenly. I can't stop the happy squeals escaping me, getting wetter and wetter by the second, there was a fiery desire burning within my soul.

Eventually he runs his hands down my tummy, gripping my hip fasteners in his fingers and slowly tugging my loincloth down to my feet. He grips it tightly in his hands, tossing it behind me and gazing into my dripping wetness with mad lust in his eyes.

"It is an honor to claim you, my sweet, beautiful Slave Cara.."

He grabs my legs, lifting them up by my knees until my feet are on the bed, before slowly leaning closer to my blossoming flower, inhaling the air through his nose and savoring my heated, womanly scent. 

He shoves his face into my crotch, licking his tongue up my vulva and swallowing my taste, flicking his tongue against my clitoris like a snake and causing me to devolve into a stream of groans and squeals. 

His hands grip my legs lightly as he eats me out, shoving his tongue deep inside me and licking hard against my spot.

"OHHhhhaaa!!! Ohhhhuuaaaaaaa...!!!!!"

My eyes flutter back open, my swirly gaze crossing and rolling around my head as I give myself to this incredible ecstasy. My skin was starting to burn hot, my body beginning to sweat like crazy as I writhed around on my backside in uncontrollable lustful fire.

"Ohhhhhuaa!! Ohhhhuaa yes!! Yes Master!!! OhhhhAAAAA!!"

A pulsating grows inside me, and it isn't long until I give in myself, letting the orgasmic wave overtake me as he licks around my pussy. When he gives my clit a warm, sexy kiss, I can only grip the bed sheets tightly until my knuckles are white, tilting my head back as I scream.

"OOOUUUHHHHHAAAAAAAA!!!!!! HAAAAAOUUUAAAAA!!!!!!!!!!!"

Another powerful orgasm shakes me, and then another, my legs trembling in his grasp before they fall against the bed, continuing to cry out in climactic bliss. I nearly choke on my veil when I take a sharp inhale, squirting my fluids onto him like a sexy fountain of joy.

"Ohhhhh....ohhhhhhaa....."

My spirals cross before slowly fluttering closed, taking my hands from the sheets to rest them above my head, my bosom heaving with each breath I take.

My breathing eventually steadies, a loud sigh flowing from my veil as my head tilts to the side, completely sexually satisfied and dominated. I can feel my breasts being cupped again, a shadow falling over my body. 

He gives me one more good squeeze, before holding my legs back up, resting them over his shoulders as his own excitement grows larger and larger…

"If you'll indulge me Cara...I believe I have one more in me..."

I happily spread my legs wider, an incredibly strong desire to feel him inside me rushing through my being.

"Yes Master...I am honored to receive you..."