Samantha
Chapter 15 - Olivia
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
Liv sipped her coffee as she watched her parents eat breakfast. They looked so happy, so normal. It was a bit surreal after everything that had happened this week.
“So then, Jeff is like ‘Oh, so you’re the girl from the stories?’ and I’m all like ‘which stories?’ Do you know what he said?”
Liv couldn’t believe how easily her mom had gone along with her lie.
“Jeff said, ‘All of them.’ and not even in a joking or I don’t know, surprised way. He said it like it was the most casual thing in the world!”
Mark was smiling like Liv hadn’t seen in months.
“How many stories are there? You never talk much about high school,” Mark asked.
Liv picked up her empty cup as her mom playfully slapped Mark’s shoulder.
“You know I can’t tell you! If you know my torrid past, you’d probably divorce me.”
Mark and Sam burst out laughing, but Liv could feel her smile fading.
Divorce…
Liv took the cup into the kitchen and placed it in the sink. Her parents were still laughing.
Divorce…
Liv was back in Madeline’s car. She could see the pendulum swinging in front of her. Her eyes followed automatically. One swing per tick of the pocket-watch. Her eyes followed with each tick…
Her mind marched along like clockwork… ready to be adjusted and realigned as necessary… She was glad Madeline was the one doing this to her…
Madeline was going to make her safe. She just had to learn…
”Divorce is the worst thing that can happen to a family. You and your brother’s lives would be ripped apart…”
That was last night. She wasn’t in the car anymore…
She was in the kitchen. She’d made pancakes for everyone… Did whatever she could to keep her family happy…
”If your father ever found out… You know what would happen…”
Liv covered her mouth as she started processing what she’d just done. She’d lied for her mother on the spot. It had slipped out so easily.
It had happened automatically.
Even though her father was in the right and her mom was in the wrong…
“If he never found out… Wouldn’t he be happier? What does he gain by finding out?”
Did she really do that? Lie to her father… to make him happier? All with a straight face… It had been effortless…
She’d helped her mom betray him… All to save her family.
“It might seem hard, but hypnosis can help. You learn to control your mind. Your mind controls everything else. Hypnosis helps you control your mind…”
Had it really worked that well? Liv looked towards the dining room where her parents were still laughing and eating the breakfast she’d made.
Her dad had crow’s feet around his eyes. Liv hadn’t seen him that happy in a long time.
Liv felt like she was going to throw up.
“I… I’m heading up to my room,” Liv said as she clumsily scurried away from her parents. Completely wrapped up in their own happiness, they didn’t even notice their daughter’s departure.
* * *
Madeline didn’t know the vibrator in her pussy was really one of Julian’s slaves licking her.
She didn’t know the clamps on her nipples were really two more slaves sucking.
She didn’t know what the words that flashed behind the spiral meant.
She only knew the mantra she had moaned over and over for the past hour.
“Mantra Twenty-One: Good girls make more good girls.”
Sometimes, during brief moments of lucidity, Madeline would remember what she did to Sam. She remembered her legs spread in front of her master’s former slave.
“Time to prove it. Both to me and yourself.”
“Time to prove it. Both to me and yourself.”
Madeline imagined the vibrator on her pussy was really Sam’s tongue.
“Mantra Twenty-One: Good girls make more good girls.”
She had broken Sam for her master. Remade her into the toy he wanted.
She had broken Sam for her master. Remade her into the toy he wanted.
Now he wanted another toy.
“Mantra Twenty-One: Good girls make more good girls.”
The spiral began spinning faster and it felt like the nipple clamps were squeezing harder somehow. Madeline leaned into the toy on her pussy. She felt so good. She was so close. She just had to accept more of it.
“Mantra Twenty-One: Good girls make more good girls.”
Every single time she said it, her body surged with pleasure. She was so glad Julian remade her. It always felt so good to let him remake her.
The spiral flashed a final command that Madeline wouldn’t remember. As it did, she felt something release within her mind. She came all over the toy in her pussy.
As she squirted, she couldn’t help but imagine Sam’s face beneath her. She’d remember how Sam looked dripping in her juices. She remembered the moment Sam truly became Samantha. The first time she got to convert a slave for her master.
It turned her on almost as much as when she killed Maddy for him.
She couldn’t wait to finally convert–
“Mistress?” A voice from far away called out.
Madeline slowly closed and opened her eyes. The toys that had been pleasuring her disappeared. She now saw the slaves for what they really were.
Either way though, they are just toys my master uses to keep me enslaved…
Madeline turned towards the slave in the hallway. The one who had called out to her. The girl’s name was Victoria, and she had been a gift from Julian. A fairly meek girl that had been easy to break.
She was the fifth girl Madeline had broken for him. Julian had been especially impressed with how shattered this girl’s mind was.
“Come here, Vicky,” Madeline said in a mocking tone.
The slave didn’t respond. She didn’t even understand she was being addressed.
“Come here, Victoria,” Madeline said, this time with all the grace and power she felt a dominatrix should have.
Victoria bowed and entered the room. With every step, a jingle came from the collar Madeline had picked out for her. A thin pink one that she had actually found at a sex shop, unlike the genuine dog collars that Julian used.
Though they always felt great around her own neck, Madeline liked her slave looking a bit more refined.
Victoria knelt before her mistress and raised her hands in offering over her head.
She was holding Madeline’s phone and there was an alert on the lockscreen.
>MESSAGES–now
>Olivia
>Hey, I was wondering if we could meet up? I have some things I’d like to talk to you about.
>Hey, I was wondering if we could meet up? I have some things I’d like to talk to you about.
>And… I think I’d like to try hypnosis again.
Madeline looked at the naked slave who’d brought her the phone.
“Good girl. Why don’t you sit down in my chair and let these toys reward you?” she said with a smirk as the three slaves around her personal reprogramming chair got back into position.
Madeline could swear she heard the girl drip onto the floor. She kissed her slave, switched the spiral programming to something more suited for a low-rank slave, and walked to her bedroom to get dressed.
Victoria’s moans faded into the distance as Madeline typed out her response.
>Sure thing. I was actually just thinking about you.
* * *
There was a little secluded bay just outside of town. Technically a public beach, but it was almost always empty.
Liv clamped her hands down on her skirt as the warm sea breeze tried to lift it up. The wind died down after a moment and once she was sure her skirt was safe, she returned her focus to the ocean view.
She wished they’d come in the morning. The sun was high in the cloudless sky right now, but Liv always thought about the sunrise when she came here.
Just after Lucas was born, when her mom was busy taking care of him, her dad would take her here every morning to watch the sunrise. He told her it was his favorite place in the world. A place where no matter what was happening, he could come and find peace.
When Madeline suggested they meet somewhere relaxing, Liv couldn’t think of a better place.
The more I relax, the easier it…
“Liv!” a voice called out.
Liv turned to see Madeline climbing out of her car in the tiny parking lot. The lot could hold maybe ten cars, but Liv had never seen more than three.
This is a good place. No one will bother us here, she thought to herself.
Liv smiled as the confident woman stepped onto the beach. The wind kicked up her sundress the same way it had tried to steal Liv’s skirt, but it didn’t seem to bother her as she strode towards Liv.
Liv focused her gaze on Madeline’s face. As much as she enjoyed being around the woman, Liv preferred not to know what color underwear she was wearing.
Liv watched Madeline walk right up to her and before she could react, the older woman’s arms were around her.
The act surprised Liv. She couldn’t remember the last time one of her parents hugged her like this. She reached up with her arms and slowly wrapped them around Madeline. Hugging her close. Liv turned her head and rested it against the woman’s chest.
She only now realized how long it had been since she felt this safe.
Mantra Two: In trance, I feel safe.
For no particular reason, the memory of her first hypnosis session with Madeline resurfaced. The calm she felt in this embrace was something she needed.
She somehow knew that she would feel even better under trance. The mantra echoed in the back of her mind without her consciously thinking about it…
Mantra Three: Each time I go under, I feel more like myself.
She had initially been on the fence when she invited Madeline here. But now, with this simple act of human connection, Liv felt like the choice had been made clear.
Mantra Five: I want to be hypnotized again. I always want to be hypnotized again.
* * *
“Mantra Five: I want to be hypnotized again. I always want to be hypnotized again,” Samantha moaned as Julian hardened inside of her.
At least she thought it was Julian. In a moment of lucidity she looked past Julian to the room around her. Was it the brainwashing chamber?
Bed. Vanity. On the vanity counter… her ring…
I guess I am in my own house… not the brainwashing chamber…
She looked up at her master’s face above her. Watched him tense in pleasure as she squeezed down on his cock.
“Mantra Fourteen: It gives me pleasure to pleasure my Master.” He smiled as she said it, and began thrusting harder.
“That’s right, Samantha. You love this don’t you? You love being fucked while completely entranced! Admit it!” Julian said as he slowed his thrusts. His cock was throbbing so hard. He must have been so close.
Samantha knew exactly what to say.
“Mantra Fifteen: I feel most alive when I am completely owned.”
He leaned closer. They were pressed together so tightly, and his entire body was so tense.
“You are hypnotized, Samantha,” he said with a gleam in his eyes.
“I am hypnotized, Master,” she responded.
He pulled her even closer, even tighter. His lips were an inch from her ear.
“Tell me the mantra I want to hear,” he whispered. Samantha could feel his heart pounding in his chest synchronize with the cock throbbing in her pussy.
“Mantra Twenty-Five: The only thing I like more than pussy, is my master’s cock.”
The pounding Julian gave her was unlike anything she’d ever experienced. He was so turned on. He was so into her. He was reaching deeper than he ever had.
Samantha was just along for the ride at this point. She desperately squeezed a handful of bedsheet, barely able to hang on.
He closed his eyes and Samantha relaxed her body as Julian released in her. She was open and willing and accepted all of his seed. She let his cock pulse unrestricted by any tension. She didn’t want anything to hinder his pleasure.
Julian slid out of her and fell backwards into a sitting position.
Samantha caught a glimpse of his cock, glistening with their shared fluids.
It looked so much more beautiful than Mark’s.
Mantra Fourteen: It gives me pleasure to pleasure my Master.
Julian groaned as she took him into her mouth and began cleaning him off. She didn’t notice the taste wasn’t as salty as Julian usually tasted.
She only noticed his cock getting harder in her mouth. Julian groaned again.
“You think you’re up for round two, Samantha?” Mark asked.
That voice? Oh my god!
Sam pulled off his cock and looked up at her husband’s face, desperate to see the man she loved.
Only Julian stared back, waiting for an answer. Sam stuttered in response.
“I… I don’t know if…”
She felt his cock suddenly stiffen in her hand.
“Samantha,” he said and her body shivered, “Would you like me to hypnotize you first and then do round two?”
He held up the watch. The watch that Julian had brainwashed her with. The watch that Madeline had given her. Had she shown it to Mark? When did he…
It started to swing back and forth in front of her.
She could never resist it.
“Well… Samantha?”
There was only one way she could respond.
“Mantra Five: I want to be hypnotized again. I always want to be hypnotized again.”
* * *
“You’re sure about this? About trying hypnosis again?” Madeline asked.
Liv nodded, though her face was less confident than her words.
“I… am… It umm… it actually really helped.”
Liv looked at the ground as she spoke. She was clearly nervous about all of this.
But she had come to Madeline all on her own. She had asked to be hypnotized all on her own.
Madeline smiled. Everything was going well.
“Okay,” she said while sitting in the sand, “but let’s get a bit more comfortable first. Wouldn’t want you getting too relaxed and falling down.”
Liv nodded again and sat down.
“Go ahead and lie back, honey,” Madeline said.
Liv seemed to hesitate, but then she did as she was told. As she laid down, she flinched slightly at the warm sand before eventually adjusting and then melting into the beach.
She feels vulnerable, but she still obeys. Good.
Madeline pulled out her silver pocket-watch and began swinging it over Liv’s face. The girl’s features automatically tensed. Her eyes were laser focused on the watch.
She wants to enter trance. She’s actively trying to get there. The motivation is good, but…
“You need to relax, Liv. No one ever entered trance forcefully,” she said as she pulled the watch back. A clear look of disappointment on Liv’s face.
“But, I–”
“Shh… Don’t say anything. Just listen. We’re going to practice a few different things today and one of them will help with that. But for now you need to trust me. Take a deep breath, just like we practiced. In…”
Liv nodded and inhaled deeply.
“And out…”
Liv exhaled on cue.
“Very good. Let’s do that a few more times,” Madeline said as she inhaled along with Liv.
She was never pushy, never critical. Madeline calmly guided Liv back into trance like any caring teacher would guide a student. Every time Liv overthought things and woke up, Madeline effortlessly talked her back under.
It had taken almost an hour, but Madeline finally had Liv deeply hypnotized.
“Say it with me, Liv, Mantra One: Hypnosis quiets the noise inside me.”
“Mantra One: Hypnosis quiets the noise inside me,” Liv repeated.
“How do you feel?” Madeline asked.
“Relaxed…” Liv responded.
“Is that what you want, Liv?” Madeline pulled out her phone. Ready to take notes on this session. Julian would look over them later and help guide Madeline on future sessions.
“This is… what I want…” Liv answered slowly and calmly. Not a hint of hesitation in her voice. Madeline documented the successful trance.
“Why did you text me, Liv?” Madeline asked.
“I lied to my dad… It hurt… but it felt right…” Liv said.
Madeline began tapping away on her phone. “What did you lie to him about?”
A pause. Liv was embarrassed and it showed. Her mouth opened to try to say the words but they didn’t come out.
“That’s okay, Liv. You don’t have to answer right away. Can you just recite Mantra Four for me?”
“The more I relax, the easier it is to obey,” Liv spoke without any of the hesitation she had just seconds before.
“You came to me for help, didn’t you?” Madeline asked.
“Yes… Madeline…” the previous line of questioning had been forgotten. Liv only existed in the here and now. Madeline just needed to use the trust she’d built to twist her a little further.
“Why do you want my help?”
“You… did this too… I want to be strong… like you… I don’t want my family… to fall apart…” Liv’s hands trembled as she spoke.
“Do you trust me, Liv?” The trembling stopped.
“Yes,” Liv said.
“Speak Mantra Four again,” Madeline said, her eyes never leaving Liv’s face. She was scanning, looking for any sign of resistance.
“The more I relax, the easier it is to obey.”
There was no resistance during mantra recitation.
“Are you relaxed now?” Madeline whispered in her ear.
“Yes…” Liv’s response was quiet but it came effortlessly.
They were so close now.
“Good… So you trust me?” This was it. She was about to push Liv into the next stage.
“Yes… Madeline…” Liv said, empty and open and ready.
“So you should obey me, shouldn’t you? I know what’s best for you after all…”
If Liv resisted, Madeline had a plan to redirect the conversation. However…
“Yes, Madeline. I should obey you…”
“Repeat after me: Mantra Four: The more I relax, the easier it is to obey,”
“Mantra Four: The more I relax, the easier it is to obey,” Liv spoke with conviction now.
Madeline smiled and put her phone away. She’d take more notes after they were done. For now, she was just going to enjoy hypnotizing this girl.
“Mantra Twenty-One: Good girls make more good girls,” Madeline whispered under her breath, too quietly for Liv to hear.
She felt herself soak through her panties. Memories of her recent reprogramming session floated in the back of her mind.
This is why I’m his favorite slave. This is why I’m the only slave the others call “Mistress”
“It’s easy to obey, Liv. Answer my question, what did you lie to your dad about?”
Liv paused again, but Madeline was ready.
“Think about Mantra Four. You want to obey me don’t you?” Madeline couldn’t contain her smile as she saw Liv’s lips begin silently moving. Reciting the mantra she was told to think.
Madeline really was in control of this girl. Just like Julian wanted…
Mantra Twenty-One: Good girls make more good girls.
Madeline felt another wave of arousal rising within her.
It’s too early… Calm down… It doesn’t matter how much I want her now, Julian wants to wait…
Mantra Seven: It feels good when someone else decides for me.
“I lied to cover the affair,” Liv said. “He asked my mom where she went last night and I lied for her on the spot. I remembered how one of her friends got married. I told my dad that she met up with a married gay man.”
Madeline blinked. She had expected something minor. Maybe some quiet lie about how her mom’s behavior wasn’t unusual. Maybe something about how it’s common for women in their 40’s to go clubbing. Something that might have an element of truth to distract her father.
Liv had gone farther than that. A direct lie to throw her father off the trail.
“Why did you lie to him?” Madeline asked; her excitement buried under her calm hypnotist persona.
“I couldn’t stop thinking about what you told me last night… I couldn’t stop thinking about how terrible it would be if my dad found out… It happened automatically… I lied without thinking…”
“And how did you feel afterward?” Madeline asked.
Liv shut her mouth and her hands started trembling again. Madeline focused on Liv’s face. Was she surfacing from trance again?
Liv’s expression suddenly relaxed into a blank smile.
“It felt good. It felt so good it made me sick,” Liv admitted.
“So why did you come to me, Liv?” Madeline asked.
“I want to keep lying. I want to protect my family… But I don’t want it to hurt… Please… help me get better at this…”
Perfect. It might be a little early, but I think we can work with this.
“I understand, Liv. You did such a good job protecting your family–” Madeline was cut off.
“I have to protect my family. Divorce is the worst thing that can happen to a family. Me and my brother’s lives would be ripped apart. My father can never know,” Liv recited.
“Good job… I’m so glad you remember that…” Madeline said smoothly as she lightly caressed Liv’s hair.
“Since it’s so important you protect your family, I’m going to help you, Liv,” Madeline said as she felt her own hands begin to tremble.
No matter how many times I do this, It always feels just as good, Madeline thought to herself. The mantra that Julian said was her favorite kept repeating in her mind.
Mantra Twenty-One: Good girls make more good girls.
Mantra Twenty-One: Good girls make more good girls.
Mantra Twenty-One: Good girls make more good girls.
Mantra Twenty-One: Good girls make more good girls.
Madeline took a deep breath. It was finally time.
“If you feel guilty, that’s because your mind is in conflict with itself…”
Liv nodded.
“So we’re going to create a new version of you. A version of you that can be used when you need to lie. When you need to do something that doesn’t feel right. A version of you that isn’t afraid to do what she needs to. Can you feel her inside your mind? A new you that can be crafted and molded to be anything you need?”
Liv’s face scrunched; clearly trying to imagine what Madeline told her, but struggling at the same time.
“Feel a single mote of energy within your mind. She’s already there, you just need to find her. She’s yours to play with. Yours to control.”
Madeline could vaguely see movement beneath Liv’s closed eyelids. She was looking around within her own mind. Trying to find this new identity.
“This mote can be anything you want her to be. She’s just as smart as you. Just as strong as you. She’s just able to do some things that you can’t. Can you feel her in you? She’s ready for you… She’s waiting for you…”
Liv’s face relaxed. She nodded slowly.
“This energy within you… This power you can use at will to make your body do the things you’re scared of… She’s you, just a different you…”
“She’s me.. but… a different me…” Liv repeated.
“That’s right, Liv. Since she’s you, but a different you… Let’s call her Olivia... Do you feel her inside your mind?” It took all of Madeline’s willpower not to touch herself at Liv’s next words.
“I feel her… I feel Olivia...”
“Olivia wants to help you, doesn’t she? You need to use her to help your family, right?”
Liv slowly nodded.
“So I want you to take this mote of energy and make her larger. Let her expand and fill your mind until Liv is pushed into the smallest corner where she can still fit and Olivia has all the space within your mind she needs to learn and grow.”
Liv didn’t move. She just continued slowly breathing, just the way Madeline taught her back at the mall.
“That’s it Liv. Feel her grow and expand. Let her take up your entire mind. She’ll retreat when we’re done, but I need to explain some things to her and for that to happen, I need her to use 99% of your brainpower. Can you let her do that for me?”
Liv still didn’t move. Madeline patiently watched the girl’s face as she waited. This part always took just a little bit.
Slowly but surely, Liv started to nod.
“Is Olivia using 99% of your brainpower?”
Liv kept nodding uninterrupted from earlier.
“Where is Liv now?”
The hypnotized girl’s mouth moved. “She is in a corner of my mind where she just barely fits.”
“Let her sleep now, she can relax while I talk to you.”
The hypnotized girl didn’t move. She didn’t react in any way. As always, Madeline waited patiently and eventually, the girl spoke.
“She is asleep now,” Olivia said.
“Very good. Now, before we can really begin there’s something I want to do to make this easier, to help you feel more relaxed” Madeline said.
“Mantra Four: The more I relax, the easier it is to obey.”
Madeline couldn’t help but touch herself now. Her fingers slipped into her wet panties and she began rubbing herself. The only thing better than this was when Julian himself claimed her.
Mantra Twenty-One: Good girls make more good girls.
“Olivia, this will be so much easier if you call me ‘Mistress’. It helps your mind understand it should obey me. Will you do that for me Olivia? Will you call me Mistress, just when you’re deep in trance and I need to teach you all these important things?”
Madeline felt her arousal rising. That energy inside her was building.
For a split second, she imagined what it must have been like when Julian molded her in just the same way…
“Yes, Mistress,” Olivia said.
Madeline couldn’t hold back her orgasm. Thankfully, Olivia was too entranced to even notice.
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-Temple Siren