Samantha

Chapter 10 - Induction

by TempleSiren_NULL

Tags: #cw:noncon #D/s #dom:male #f/m #pov:bottom #solo #sub:female #adultery #betrayal #cheating #erotic_hypnosis #pendulum #self_hypnosis

Madeline had left to deal with something, but Samantha wasn’t thinking about that. Julian had ordered her to brainwash Meg into Megumi, and there was no greater joy than brainwashing another girl.

Mantra Twenty-One: Good girls make more good girls.

With streaks of arousal lining her cheeks and breasts, Samantha stepped back from the writhing girl on the table. So much of Megumi had leaked out during the process, and that would soon be a problem. Samantha couldn’t allow dehydration to be a distraction from the brainwashing.

Her hand automatically opened the bottom drawer of the gynecologist’s table, as if guided by a more powerful force. Bottles of water along with tiny zip-lock bags of white powder were waiting for her within. She didn’t remember when Julian had given her the same bottles. She had no need to remember, until now.

Samantha opened one of the bags and began pouring the contents into a one-liter bottle of water. As she mixed, she spoke the same words Julian had said to her.

“This solution contains sugar, electrolytes, and a little extra something to make the brainwashing go easier. The more you drink, the better I can brainwash you.” Samantha felt her arousal grow as she said the next words. “Show me how much you want to be brainwashed.”

The girl snatched the bottle from Samantha’s hands and began drinking as fast as she could. After a moment, she coughed hard before forcing it to her lips again. Samantha lightly tapped her clit as she watched the girl drug herself.

“Good girl, Megumi,” Samantha said as she walked behind the girl. “If you find yourself getting thirsty, I’ll get you more to drink.” She then placed a set of wireless earbuds into Megumi’s ears.

“Now be a good girl. Listen, and obey.” Samantha circled back in front of the girl, and took a minute to enjoy the sight of Megumi’s face softening. Depending on her tolerance, the drugs would already be affecting her as they were absorbed through her gums.

Megumi smiled a blank, blissful smile, as she spoke the words the headphones taught her.

“Mantra Six: I don’t need to think, I only need to listen.”

Samantha knelt between Megumi’s legs and began rewarding this correct way of thinking.

* * *

Liv wasn’t sure what it was about Madeline that made her so easy to open up to. She was gentle, patient, and genuinely kind. Madeline had let her unload everything she’d been holding in. Liv could see the warmth in the woman’s expression. Talking to her felt safe, even comforting.

The way my own mother is supposed to make me feel.

After Liv finished explaining how her mother had begged her not to reveal the affair to her dad, she collapsed into her own arms. A ball of tears that couldn’t stop crying. Liv didn’t want to do this in front of a stranger, but she had no one else to turn to. Madeline placed a hand on her shoulder, letting her feel the connection of another human being, as all her emotions flooded out of her.

“I hate her, Madeline! I hate my mom and I hate feeling this way!”

Liv looked up when Madeline didn’t say anything, and saw tears welling up in the woman’s eyes.

“I know, Liv. I know exactly how you feel.” Madeline softly held Liv’s hands in her own.

“It’s how I felt when I found out my mother was having an affair.”

* * *

Samantha and Megumi were on the bed now. Megumi looked so beautifully empty as she mechanically rubbed her pussy. Samantha enjoyed the warmth of the woman’s body as she whispered into her ear.

“Again. What is your name?” The woman moaned.

“My name is Megumi.”

Samantha smiled. “Say it again.” The woman moaned louder.

“My name is Megumi!” She arched her back as she yelled it. Samantha watched Megumi’s toes curl as a small puddle formed below her. Megumi collapsed on the bed and began trembling. She slowly turned her head to Samantha with a dazed look in her eye.

“Please… It feels so good, but I can’t keep doing this. I can’t have sex with Julian…”

Samantha pulled away as a cold anger filled her. The thought of a slave denying Julian was absurd, but she wouldn’t let her anger get the better of her. She couldn’t let herself push Megumi away. Samantha’s voice softened as she began to soothe the confused slave.

“Why not?” she asked while stroking Megumi’s hair. “What’s stopping you?”

Samantha watched as Megumi’s right hand drifted to her left, her fingers rubbing a barely indented spot on her ring finger.

“I’m… married…” Samantha heard a mantra echoing within her mind.

Mantra Twenty-Six: I love cheating on my husband.

Warmth flooded Samantha as she felt her arousal overtake her. She wanted so badly to fuck this girl right now, to make her cheat on her husband.

But Samantha didn’t get to decide what she did anymore. Julian did. Samantha slid right back next to the girl and placed her entire hand over Megumi’s now all-too-sensitive vulva. She applied just enough pressure to let pleasure flow into the new slave, but nowhere near enough to overwhelm her right after an orgasm.

“Megumi, have you learned mantra number nineteen?” Megumi’s eyes lost focus, and Samantha felt the girl gushing onto her hand.

“Mantra Nineteen: I don’t want to be married, I don’t want a partner, I want to be a slave.”

Megumi moaned again as Samantha slowly increased and decreased the pressure on her pussy. Her post-orgasm sensitivity was wearing off and she was almost ready for another round.

Samantha leaned in and whispered in the girl’s ear, “I love cheating on my husband too. You’re going to love Julian’s cock. Nothing in the world compares.”

“But… I don’t like cock…”

Samantha took a step back as the realization dawned on her.

Just like he made me love pussy, he’s making her love cock.

Without understanding why, Samantha raised her hand.

Then snapped her fingers.

The light in Megumi’s eyes faded as she began repeating another mantra all on her own.

“Mantra Twenty-Five: The only thing I like more than pussy, is my master’s cock.”

Samantha almost felt guilty for what she was doing to this woman, but how could she feel bad when she was sharing a gift that felt this good? She listened inward to see if there was any echo of Sam to rebut her.

There wasn’t.

Samantha smiled and took her place back between Megumi’s legs. Her delicate licking reinforcing the words that Megumi was now whispering to herself. As she slid her tongue over the girl’s opening, she couldn’t help but imagine Julian’s cock opening it wider than it had ever been.

* * *

Liv was drinking her fifth honey-ginger tea now. Talking things out with Madeline, even if it did nothing to address the situation, had made her feel at least a little better.

“I don’t know, Madeline, maybe things will turn out okay. Mom promised she’d end things with Julian. It’s so hard to trust her, but maybe she meant it… I’m just scared to hope.”

Madeline didn’t respond, she was staring straight through Liv, her mind far away trying to figure something out.

“Madeline?”

Madeline’s eyes came back into focus and locked on Liv. She was trembling. She lifted an orange mug to her lips and took a sip of her latte.

“Sorry, I just… I know a Julian, and got worried for a second.” Madeline was wringing her hands together, clearly uncomfortable with what she was saying. “It’s probably a different guy, but this girl Sam,

I do yoga with, she’s married to a guy named Julian. She always seems so happy when he picks her up after class. God, I hope it’s not the same guy.”

Liv’s heart fell. “You… do yoga with Sam… and she’s married to Julian?”

Madeline’s voice fell to a hushed whisper, clearly worried about whatever Liv was getting at. “Yeah… why?”

Liv remembered what her dad told her the night before. She had assumed it was a coincidence, there was no way this was the same girl.

”Looks like we’re on our own tonight. Mom’s getting sushi with her friend Madeline from yoga.”

Liv took a sip of tea before asking. The answer to the next question terrified her.

“Did you… did you have sushi with Sam last night?”

Madeline’s mug slipped from her hand and struck the table with a sharp clack. Pumpkin spice flavored milk spread across the table in slow, sticky swirls. Neither woman reacted.

“How do you know–”

“My mom’s name is Sam.”

Madeline grabbed several napkins and without breaking eye contact, began wiping up the spill.

“And… your dad?”

Tears welled up in Liv’s eyes again.

“His name is Mark.” Madeline froze.

“We made dinner together last night, because my mom was out getting sushi with her friend from yoga.”

* * *

With a final orgasm, today’s brainwashing session was complete. Samantha marveled at how far gone Megumi was compared to when they started. The girl had drunk two more bottles of Julian’s “Hydration Water” and had allowed her brain to become completely fried by the combination of spirals, subliminals, and Samantha’s tongue.

Samantha lifted Megumi’s legs from the stirrups on the gynecologist’s table and slowly eased them onto the platform below. Her legs had been raised up for hours and were surely numb at this point. Samantha soothed the brainwashed girl and slowly kissed up her back and neck as she waited for time to pass and feeling to return to Megumi’s legs.

“Do you know who Meg is?” Samantha whispered into the blank-faced girl’s ear.

Megumi’s eyes fluttered as she tried to think. Samantha felt her pussy gush with jealousy as a smile formed on Megumi’s face.

“Meg is someone I used to know, but no longer need in my life.” Samantha pinched the girl’s nipple in reward.

“Very good. Now, do you know who Mai is?” Samantha asked.

“Meg’s wife. The most beautiful woman I’ve ever seen…” Samantha could see trace flickers of resistance appear and then dissolve within the woman’s eyes. Megumi was clearly trying to stop herself from saying the next words, but after hours of brainwashing, there was no resisting Julian’s will.

“... but she’d look even more beautiful taking Julian’s cock.”

Samantha couldn’t help but touch herself. She secretly wished Julian was into men so she could brainwash Mark for him.

Samantha stopped touching herself just long enough to take Megumi’s hand and guide her to her feet. The two women made their way to the bed, and Megumi put all the skills she’d learned with Mai to use, thanking Samantha for teaching her a better way to think.

* * *

“I… I’m so sorry Liv… I had no idea.” Madeline had finished cleaning the table. The two women had used the mess as an excuse to not talk about the affair for a short time, but now there was no avoiding it.

“It’s not your fault. You didn’t make my mom sleep with him.” To Liv’s surprise, Madeline softly chuckled at that.

Her face quickly became somber again. “I guess not. She made her own choice, just like we all do.”

Liv and Madeline sat in silence for several minutes, neither of them really knowing what to say next. Liv wasn’t really sure why this revelation hurt so much. Maybe it was because her mother’s lies were now affecting people outside their family. Maybe it was just a tangible reminder of what her mom had been doing last night. Either way, the hurt was now so much more than it had been when she walked into the coffee shop.

Eventually, Madeline broke the silence. “Liv, I want to help you. You don’t deserve to have this happen to you. No one does.” Liv could see a far-off stare in Madeline’s eyes, as if she was remembering the moment her own life spiraled out of control. After a second, her eyes flickered back to Liv. Her warm, steady smile let Liv feel safe in a way she hadn’t been for days.

“Thank you,” Liv spoke with quiet sincerity, “but what can you really do?”

Madeline reached out and held Liv’s hand. “I’ll do what I can. I’ll keep an eye on your mom, and try to keep her out of trouble. I really hope she was telling the truth. God, I do.” The older woman stood up and pulled Liv up with her. “But I promise you that when she’s with me, she won’t be seeing Julian, and if anything happens, I’ll let you know.”

Liv wrapped her arms around the woman she met just two hours ago. Madeline’s arms slowly returned the embrace. Madeline was shaking, as if deeply upset by what was happening. Liv pulled back.

“I’m really sorry, I didn’t mean–” Maddy’s arms clasped around Liv and squeezed her tight.

“It’s okay. Everything’s going to be okay. I’m glad I can be here for you.” Liv felt the arms around her squeeze even tighter.

“I never got to have a daughter of my own. I’m glad I can at least help someone else’s.”

* * *

“Well Samantha, is Megumi ready for me?”

Samantha wasn’t sure if Julian had been in the room the entire time, or if he had been somewhere far away. It didn't matter. He ordered her to brainwash Megumi and she did.

Mantra Twenty-One: Good girls make more good girls.

“Yes, Master. Tell him Megumi.”

The naked Japanese woman stood at attention beside Samantha, her body glistening with both sweat and pussy-juice. Her voice was so empty as she spoke.

“Mantra Twenty: Every part of me belongs to him. Forever.” Megumi was about to take her first cock. Samantha was so excited for her.

Julian smiled. “Every part of you? When we first met, you told me you weren’t into men.”

Samantha felt herself flush with excitement. She had reinforced this next mantra herself.

“Mantra Twenty-Four: Even my sexuality belongs to him.”

Julian’s cock throbbed. Samantha wanted so badly to kneel before him and pleasure him, but Julian hadn’t ordered her to move, so Samantha was still. If Julian wanted to use her, there was nothing stopping him.

“Lie on the bed, Megumi.”

Samantha watched blankly as the newly brainwashed slave lay on her back and opened herself to Julian. She was brainwashed. She was ready.

Julian knelt between her legs and lined himself up at her entrance. She was seconds away from doing something she could never take back.

Julian pressed his cock against her pussy and slowly drew circles around her entrance, enjoying her wetness. He was quickly covered in her wetness. There would be no friction when he finally entered her.

Before he did, Julian asked Megumi one last question.

“Megumi, what’s your favorite mantra?” Samantha watched Megumi’s eyes glaze over before speaking in the most beautiful monotone voice.

“Mantra Twenty-Six: I love cheating on my wife.”

Samantha moaned as Julian claimed the woman she’d inducted into his slavery.

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-Temple Siren

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