Hypnotist from Outer Space - Unrated Version

Part III

by S.B.

Tags: #f/f #f/m #masturbation #scifi #sub:female #sub:male #femdom_hypnosis #mind_control #movies #voyeurism

John27:

Is that Jen?

Alias13516:

What’s going on?

“Honey? Are you listening to me?” Nathan insisted. Jennifer offered no response, unblinking eyes seeing right through him as she touched herself. “What the...?” He thought, using his back to obstruct the camera view. He pushed her slightly beyond the bedroom door’s threshold and returned to his streaming setup to announce:

“Guys, something came up, so I’m stopping the stream for a moment, okay? Back when I can. In the meantime, talk among yourselves but no spoilers, please. See you soon.”

With that taken care of, he darted out of the bedroom, followed by his fluffy four-legged pet. Jennifer leaned against the corridor wall, shoulders drooping, three fingers inside her slick pussy. A gentle moan escaped her lips as he pushed even deeper and smiled.

“Jen, what the hell is wrong with you?” He shook her quivering body. “JEN! Wake up!”

Something stirred inside her mind, his sudden scream shattering her altered perception of the world. Stumbling on her own feet, Jennifer landed on the carpeted floor and bit her lower lip on the fall.

“Nate?” She muttered. “Is that you? What...? What just happened?” She looked in horror at her slimy fingers.

“I don’t know. It seemed like you were elsewhere.”

“I... I think I was. Did I really just...?”

“Yeah, you did.” He sat beside her and kissed her forehead. “That was weird.”

“Tell me about it! I’m sorry I messed with your stream. I... I don’t know what came over me.”

“That’s okay. It’s a strange movie, anyway. Are you feeling okay now?”

“I think so, but...”

“But what?”

“There’s this fog in my head. My memories are all jumbled. I never felt anything like this before.”

“What’s the last thing you remember?”

“I stopped by your studio to see what was going on and then...”

“When was that? How long have you been there?”

“Not sure, sorry. God, why is everything so blurry? I don’t like it!”

“Me neither. It appears you were affected by the movie somehow, which is odd.”

“What’s it called again?”

“Hypnotist from Outer Space. It’s an obscure cult classic.”

“Never heard of it. Your community voted for that?”

“They sure did. It’s been highly requested for a while now. Are you sure you remember nothing else?”

“Yes, I’m... no, wait! Eyes! I remember a woman with the most beautiful eyes ever and... did you say hypnotist?”

“Yeah, I did.”

“You think that’s what happened to me? That I was entranced or something?”

“No clue, but this...” he pointed at her dripping pussy. “... this isn’t natural.”

“You’re right. Can you help me get up, please? I need to clean myself.”

“Sure.”

Nathan stood up first and pulled the weight of her body against him. Felix watched them embrace and then strutted along as if their display of affection had grossed him out. The two lovers then moved to the master bedroom and the adjoining bathroom.

“You didn’t have to come with me.” Jennifer looked at herself in the mirror and barely recognized her reflection.

“Of course, I did. You’re more important than any stream.” He sat at the edge of the bed, watching her. “It’s on hold for now, but I’m almost tempted to cancel it after what happened.”

“Please don’t. I know how much this venture means to you. Go back out there and give them a show. I’ll be fine, I promise.”

“You can’t ask me that. I’m worried about you, Jen.”

“And I appreciate it, I really do, but this is your special night. I don’t wish to be a burden.”

“Don’t say that ever again. How’s your head?”

She splashed some water on her face and then turned on the shower. A warm jet of water running down her body was everything she needed before going to bed.

“Still blurry but getting there.”

“And work? How was your day?”

“A giant mess, really. You wouldn’t believe what happened.”

“Tell me.”

“Do you remember Terence?”

“Sure.”

Terence Smith, or as Nathan often referred to him, the “bug-eyed nerd”, was one of Jennifer company’s recent hires and a massive disappointment through and through. A strong interview had gotten him the job, but it had all been downhill from there. He showed up late every time, customers complained about his rudeness and odd remarks and now, to make things worse...

“I caught him stealing Vodka at the end of his shift.”

“You’re joking!”

“Nope. And it seems like it wasn’t the first time either. The prick laughed on my face when I confronted him about it, but he’s going to pay for it big time.”

“That’s cause for immediate termination, right?”

“Yeah. I already told the boss what happened. He’s going down, but it’s such a bloody mess.”

“I’m sorry you had to go through that.”

“Me too.” She undid her clothes and stepped inside the shower and beckoned him with a sultry smile. “If you’re not in a hurry to return to your audience, want to help me clean?”

“If I go in there, we’ll both get dirty.” Nathan smirked.

“I can live with that. How about you?”

“Oh, you’re on!” He immediately followed her inside and was already soaking in the soothing water before finishing undressing. Time together had been sparse in the last couple of months, and he needed to unwind. A mound of red pubic hair greeted him as he brushed himself against her.

“When did you get so big?” She purred like a cat in heat.

“I’ve always been like this... Or are you still confused?”

“Is that what you really want to talk about?” She dropped to her knees to help him take off his pants.

“I’m guessing you don’t...”

“I’d rather have you inside me. When was the last time we did something like this?”

“It feels like forever.”

“Then let’s not waste another moment.” She reached for his hard cock and twisted it inside her right hand. “Hmm, that’s it! That’s the way I like it.”

“I thought it was like this...” He escaped her winding grasp and pushed her arms to the side, pinning her against the semicircular shower enclosure. The shower head’s primary stream caught both in its path, softening the tension while heightening the lust. Steam rose all around them, covering the transparent glass and, for a moment, it was almost as if the bizarre masturbatory delirium from a few moments prior had never happened.

“Trying to show off?” She kissed him avidly to break his dominating concentration. It was her favorite tactic; one she could proudly proclaim herself as an expert.

“Do I need to try around you?”

“No, but I love it when you do...” She freed the left arm and wrapped his neck around it, guiding him to the perfect space between her tits. Nathan breathed in their intoxicating scent, the tip of his tongue circling the closest nipple.

“I could almost bite you right now...”

“Then, why don’t you?”

Nathan sucked the nipple, slipping in just enough teeth to leave a small reddish impression around the areola. “Hmmm...” She welcomed the pleasurable pain, her eyes closed as the water continued to rain down on her body. Her legs parting, she embraced the engorged member as it pushed her into a relentless orgasm.

* * *

Fifteen minutes later, they emerged from the sweaty pod, blushing like horny teenagers who had just had their first sexual encounter. She was wrapped in a pink towel while he remained naked.

“That was great. My body really needed that.” Jennifer said.

“Mine, too.” Nathan kissed her right earlobe and suggested: “Maybe we should go for round two.”

“Not so fast, Casanova! Aren’t you forgetting anything?”

“What?” He feigned annoyance.

“You still have a movie to watch and a stream to finish. You’ve kept your audience waiting for too long.”

“What if I don’t want to go back?”

“You must! What will everyone think of being left stranded? It’s one thing to cancel an event before it begins, but now it will be a huge blow to the community and everything you’ve accomplished so far if you don’t finish what you started. Now, go do what you do best.”

“What about you?”

“What about me?”

“Are you sure you’re fully recovered from whatever that episode was?”

“Yeah. The more I think about it, the more I feel like it was all the piled-up stress or something. I needed to clear my system and used the movie as an excuse to get off. Luckily, you’re so much better.”

“That seems far-fetched.”

“Seriously, Nathan, I’m fine. Have fun with your alien hypnotist while I try to get some sleep. We can talk some more in the morning if there’s still anything to talk about, okay?”

“I will need some fresh clothes then.” He headed to his side of the walk-in closet, a small cubicle compared to the rest of the space where she kept her attires. He put on a new pair of jeans, a comfortable leaf-print shirt in shades of blue and green, and said his goodbyes.

“You’re the best girl a boy can have, you know that?”

“You remind me of it every day. Say ‘hi’ to everyone for me, okay?”

“Will do.”

Nathan left the bedroom, a towel in hand to finish drying his hair on his way back, and a slew of unanswered questions stuck in his throat. Jennifer said she was fine, and he wanted to believe her, but the lingering feeling of uneasiness remained. While he hadn’t been vocal about it while the camera and thousands of prying eyes were on him, he too had experienced something off while watching the first half of the movie. He wasn’t sure whether to attribute it to the sound design, the lighting prowess on display or simply the good looks of the main character, but Samuel Brown’s sci-fi extravaganza was more than its quirky nature for sure and chat knew about it.

“What are you guys not telling me?” He thought. Stopping outside the streaming area, he decided to do some extra digging before returning to his entertainment routine.

A quick internet search on his phone produced surprising results. Upon its release, Hypnotist from Outer Space was considered a flop, with its box office earnings failing short of its overall budget by about twenty percent. Critics lambasted the third act for its sloppy editing as well as “poor plot decisions”—whatever that meant! There was also concern from ultra-religious groups concerning the moral stance the movie was trying to defend. However, the star of the search was a tabloid article whose concluding sentence was no other than: “despite a strong start and some impressive camera work, Samuel Brown’s sci-fi romp crawls towards its ending in such a forgettable fashion that half of the people inquired after leaving the theater didn’t even remember what they had just seen. You might as well forget to spend your money on it, too.”

The attempt at humor would have certainly been successful were it not for Jennifer’s reaction. With her memory all fuzzy, he had to wonder if something like that would happen to him, too. Hesitant, he returned to his seat and apologized to his audience.

“Hey, everyone. I’m back. Sorry to keep you waiting but, like I said, something came up, and I had to see to it. Everything should be okay now. By the way, for those of you that know her, Jennifer is in the house and she asked me to say “hi” on her behalf so... Hi! I hope you’ve been enjoying yourselves tonight so far and that you haven’t given the mods any trouble while I was gone. Mods, is everything okay on your end?”

RexJ (Mod):

Everything is a-okay.

TheGreatTom (Mod):

Sorry, I had to go away for a bit too because of the twins. They’re finally asleep now, thank God!

MoviePhanGreatestFan:

How’s Jen, by the way? I would love it if she were to watch the rest of this with you, but I guess she’s exhausted.

“Yes, she is, so you’re stuck with me.”

Allthebestnamesweretaken:

I wouldn’t mind being stuck with you anywhere.

DannyO:

More flirting? You’ve learned nothing from this stream, have you?

Allthebestnamesweretaken:

Relax, I’m kidding.

WalterZ:

Something came up, huh? I know exactly what it was.

No1buttMe:

What do you mean?

WalterZ:

Isn’t it obvious? He changed his clothes, his hair is still wet, and he’s been gone for way too long. You have my respect, Phan. I’m sure it was worth it.

RexJ (Mod):

Now, you’re being inappropriate. Here’s a little timeout to cool off.

WalterZ:

Wait! It was just a silly joke.

User WalterZ has been temporarily suspended. Minutes until the suspension is over:

15.

RexJ (Mod):

I hope that was okay, Phan.

“Yeah, Rex. I trust you completely. Thanks. To be fair, guys, I thought of stopping for now and continue this at another time, but Jennifer reminded me many of you have been waiting for this for quite some time and I don’t want to let you down so let’s get this going again, okay?”

DannyO:

Yay! Thank you, Phan.

Ggwin:

You’re an outstanding guy. Thank you for everything you do for us.

Nathan took a sip to hydrate himself, adjusted his slightly sore muscles on the chair once more, and resumed the reaction/commentary.

“Where were we again? Oh right, young Luke Wilson lookalike meets the alien main character. The music is ramping up and... Oh wow, that’s an amazing shot right there, guys! The way the light shifted when he approached her as if she were controlling the reflections all around was astonishing. Truly riveting stuff, for sure! And now that the Sheriff has caught her attention, escalation is inevitable. What will happen next?”

The alien hypnotist’s piercing gaze took hold of the screen, the synth sounds in the background dropping an octave and then another almost instantly, creating a strange dissonant effect reverberating through his headphones. Her eyes were even prettier this time, something he never thought possible, and he could feel the air been drawn out of his lungs as he remained transfixed by this otherworldly majestic vision. Even after the scene was over, he needed some extra time to collect his thoughts.

“Right... so that’s how she does it, huh? I admit I went into this scene expecting something different, but now I realize it couldn’t have been any other way. Her eyes are the first thing that draws a person in, so going all out on that is logical. I have to say I love the way Brown focused on the shot for so long without a single cut. If I had to describe it, it was almost as if her eyes were piercing reality, capturing the viewers as well. On my monitor it was already quite an impactful display, so watching this on the big screen at the time must have been something else. I think I need another drink.”
Kizzme:

You’ll need more than one considering what’s coming.

RexJ (Mod):

Agreed.

“Man, look at the body language and the posture of the Sheriff right now! First, he was all cocky, going around like a Macho man that could do no wrong, and now he’s just a whimpering mess. I’m still unsure of her motivations, but I’m confident they’ll be revealed, soon. And of course, he’s her thrall, now! Her power is so overwhelming he has no choice but to follow her lead and do exactly as she commands. Movies always do this exaggerated account of hypnosis and mind control for some reason. Not a dig at this one, mind you. I’m talking about the creative landscape as a whole. It’s a cliche, guys, and one that rarely adds much to the films themselves. Still, things are what they are, I guess, and one needs to consider this movie is almost fifty years old.

“While young Luke Wilson’s acting is certainly not the best, it’s easy to look the other way when the attention goes back to being centered on her and her alone. The choice of creative angles in this new sequence is nothing short of breathtaking! It’s almost as if the camera is making love to her, and now willingly succumbing to her charms, too. I’m seeing a very erotic approach to the film making, one I didn’t expect at all.”

* * *

Meanwhile, Jennifer laid in bed, eyes glued to the ceiling. She couldn’t sleep, the gap in her memories still very much present and growing with each passing second. The alien hypnotist’s magnetic stare was burned into her retinae like a cattle brand, binding her to a mysterious fate she couldn’t yet comprehend. A sensation of incompleteness spiraled across her burning thighs, pushing away the need to rest in favor of an addictive desire that couldn’t be sated by normal means. She needed more!

Soundlessly, she rose from bed, legs imbued with a volition of their own, and headed towards Nathan’s dark sanctum to take another peek at the mesmerizing adventure that was to change her life forever.

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