Sexy Stage Show

By Cara B. Witching 

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I can just imagine the hypnotist drawing me in with his hands, getting me lost in his hypnotic gaze. While I'm falling deeper into his eyes, my jaw would drop wide open in awe, my skin tingling as I feel myself sinking down into a bubbly, blissful euphoria.

Maybe offstage they could play Trust In Me, or just Kaa hissing and chuckling. Something to help me feel sleepy and spellbound, while his hands dance around my face, effortlessly drawing me into his seduction. 

"Fall to my power...Sleep....Sleep...Sleep deep, and fall to my power..." The more he speaks to me, the more his voice seems to fade and echo.  

My only response would be to sigh, my lips spreading wide across my face in a happy, blissful smile. Soon my irises fade away into monochrome swirling, and my eyes fill with spirals while a *ping* sounds in my head.

"Hhmmmmmmmmmmm.....~"

The swirls dance around in my eyes faster, opening them as wide as I can, my thoughts emptying completely into my hypnotic spiral dream. It feels just like I've fallen into a very deep sleep, one where my head felt mushy and hazy, the swirling center is all I can focus on.

A few in the audience snicker at my silly expression, but I'm far too lost in my dreamy trance to care. His hand would guide me to rise from my seat, compelling me to him as my arms outstretch and I march to my master’s control. 

"Thank you! As you can see, this beautiful subject is mine to command! Under my hypnotic influence, she must obey me without question!” 

He waves his hands around me theatrically, presenting me like some hypnotized trophy, many 'ooo's’ and 'aah's’ of amazement coming from the enraptured crowd. 

"Isn't that right, my sweet?" His voice penetrates my soft mind, his deep, masculine tone easily ensnaring me. 

"Yesss Masssterr....I amm...hyypnotizzed...."

"Good girl....Such a wonderful, beautiful subject you are..."

He reaches out to gently stroke my long brown hair in his fingers, giving me a comforting and reassuring touch while admiring the swirls dancing in my vacant eyes. 

"Now my love, when I snap my fingers, you shall become a beautiful chicken!" He seems to laugh maniacally, rubbing his hands together like some cartoonish villain. 

I respond with a simple head nod, feeling so happy and fulfilled to follow the hypnotist's command. 

"Yess Massterr....I amm hypnotizzzed...I mussst obeyy..."

*Snap!*

My droning voice quickly trails off into mindless clucking, bobbing my head about and flapping my elbows by my sides. 

"Coo coo coo!! Coo coo coo!!" 

My swirling stare spins around even faster now, the audience roaring with laughter as I hypnotically humiliate myself. I begin to strut around the stage floor, my hypnotist crossing his arms while he admires his new mindless conquest. 

"Coo coo coo!! Coo coo coo!”

Many in the crowd pull out their phones to record me totally embarrassing myself under his power. He's so obviously dominated me, no one could deny that I was his for the taking!

"Very good my sweet, such a remarkable subject!" He laughs, offering his open hand for me to peck. 

"Under this blissful trance, her will is mine to command!" He declares, much to the amusement of every guy in the crowd. 

Some of them have to shift around in their seats, growing hard and aroused, clearly turned on by my hypnotic enslavement. 

"Now my slave, relax yourself and return to compliance..." He snaps his fingers, and I cease my ridiculous squawking to rise back up at attention.

My eyes open wider, and my swirls spin even faster. I'm totally hypnotized, completely under his control. All I can feel is blissful relaxation, all I can see is the black and white spiral spinning endlessly in my sleepy vision. 

"Fetch me something to rest on, slave! And then you will be my footstool!" His voice laughs inside my mind, and I feel an irresistible urge to obey him. I want to obey him. I need to obey him! 

"Yes...Master..." I smile even wider, as I place my arms out before me and begin to march across the stage like a thoughtless zombie. 

"You are my Master...I must obey..." My voice sighs out in a compliant and subdued whisper, walking across the stage like a wind up toy, while my eyes continue to spin with the most beautiful spirals. 

"You are my Master...I must obey..."

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Soon I've returned with a small fold out chair, emerging from behind the curtain still looking just as hypnotized and enthralled. Though I consciously had no clue what I was doing, it felt absolutely incredible. Submitting to his hypnotic control was just as exciting as having sex. 

I place the chair down center stage, dropping down to my hands and knees as he takes a seat, crossing his legs and resting them over my back. 

It was the ultimate submission, I could do nothing but obey the hypnotist completely. Any order he gave me, I would be happy to follow with the most blissful smile on my face. 

Nobody could doubt his hypnotic powers now.

There's no way a girl like me would ever humiliate herself like this. I must have really been deeply hypnotized, and everyone watching knows just how under his control I am <3

After he's displayed his ownership of me, he follows up with a few more silly and ridiculous commands. 

Having me dance around the stage like a monkey, ooking and eeking as I search for my lost banana, snapped back under blank numbness once my hands begin traveling up his pants...

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"Meww!! Mewww!!" I strut across the stage floor, licking my wrist to clean my face like a kitty. 

“Puurrrrrrrrr!! Puuurrrrrrrrrrr!!”

I roll onto my back, presenting my tummy to him and releasing the most happy kitty purrs when he rubs my belly, calling me the prettiest cat in the world as he strokes my hair. 

...

My t-shirt goes flying into the crowd as I sway my hips left to right, the mystical flute playing filling the auditorium once more as I stripped myself down to my underwear. 

I was no longer Cara Bewitching, I was now a slave in the Ottoman harem hundreds of years ago, and I was going to perform the most erotic belly dance for my sultan...

I raise my hands above my head, gently undulating my stomach and driving everyone into unbelievable lust. I smile even wider, feeling so beautiful under hypnosis, happy to show everything as I dance across the stage with my body displayed for all to enjoy...

...

"Mmmmm..." My voice sighs into the hypnotist's mouth, our lips sealed together in a loving, passionate kiss. I feel him bite down into my tongue, forcing my spiral eyes to cross as I moan.

There was an endless waterfall between my legs now, all this hypnotic fun sending me into the most intense heat I've ever felt. I wanted him inside me...No, I NEEDED him inside me, I had to make my Master cum and give me his love. 

My head rolls back as he releases me from his fiery kiss, letting out a mindless "ahhh..." as I go completely limp in his arms. 

"Thank you, thank you!" He laughs, holding my sleeping and mesmerized body close, every guy and some of the girls beyond jealous of him. 

"Another kiss, slave!" He commands me, and I can't stop myself from falling back into his smooching, his lips welcoming my own while the crowd whistles and claps. 

“Mmmmmmmm<3”

He holds me in his strong arms like this for ages, kissing me endlessly, enjoying the taste of his slave girl, in addition to showing off the property he now owned. There was no denying I was his slave, his woman, his plaything to enjoy...

"Mmm....Very good, slave. You kiss as well as you dance." He helps me stand back on my feet, admiring the swirls in my vacant eyes.

"Now my dearly enthralled beauty, you shall await me in my dressing room!" He snaps his fingers, and I begin marching across the stage again, arms out like a sleepwalker, smiling in total compliant bliss. 

"Yes Master...I shall await you in your dressing room...." 

I don't even have to think about where I'm walking, the power he has over my mind just guides me to my destination. Like a moth drawn to a flame, my outstretched arms push open a small wooden door, marching inside a cramped but cozy dressing room.

The walls all have posters from his shows, displaying him hypnotizing various different girls with his waving hands, all of them smiling wide with swirly eyes just like I was.

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I pull my panties down to my ankles, collapsing face first onto his bed and presenting my dripping wet pussy for him. The door behind me soon opens, and I hear the voice of my Master chuckle as he approaches.

"Such a fun subject you are...What was your name again? Claira?" 

"Mmm...Ca..ra...." I sigh into the pillows, as he fumbles with his belt buckle. 

"Ah yes, Cara. Well Cara, you are my slave, and my property. It doesn't matter how many partners you've had or any boyfriend you think you're with."

I suddenly moan when I feel him enter me, sliding his enormous cock deep inside my womanhood. 

“Your pussy and your mind will always belong to me.” 

"Yes...master....my pussy....belongs...to youuu...AHHHOUUU!!!!"

The bed shakes, and I grip the sheets tightly in my hands while he fucks me, slowly at first but gradually picking up speed as desire overwhelms our senses. 

My spiral eyes cross and a river of drool pours from my smiling lips, pushing myself back into his cock, and feeling so beyond overjoyed to let my Master fuck my swirly hypnotized brains out. 

"Ahh! Ahhhouuu....!!!"

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