Playing with Hypno Slaves
Trouble on the Horizon
by The Traveling Master
Vicky
As I sipped my evening tea on the porch, I couldn’t help but smile at the strange set of circumstances that led me to live with Charles in his secluded beach house. Our first few meetings with him are still pretty hazy, but our lives with him makes me think that I could fill in the gaps.
The best I can come up with is that he used his irresistible voice to lure our minds deep under his power while we tanned on the beach. Not that I remember it that way, but knowing him as well I did, I can’t help but assume that’s how it happened. After that, I’m pretty convinced that his first step wasn’t to try and enslave us to his will, but rather, I bet he only stroked our arousal, specifically towards him.
That much is pretty obvious because the few blurred images I can remember of that first night was that we were ravenous with arousal.
I giggled as I thought that it wasn’t much different from our lives today.
Anyway, I suppose that during that first night, he was able to properly test how pliable our minds were to his hypnotic suggestions and decided that he wanted more. I’m pretty sure that he gave us deep desires to come see him again because I still remember how obsessively I told myself I wanted to see him again. Which we obviously did, but I seem to recall that it wasn’t even because we had enjoyed the sex. From what I remember, it was more like we wanted him to show off more of the island, or.. Maybe… Like visiting a new friend?
Knowing his ultimate end game, I’m actually surprised he didn’t push us to fuck him every time we went to see him.
I remember that we wanted to spend as much time as possible with the handsome man that turned out to be one of the owners of the resort we wanted to work at. That little tidbit of information only made us appreciate our time with him all the more because we both figured that he liked us, we had a better chance of landing a job.
Maybe that’s why we never suspected that our strange obsession with him was something he implanted. We were so focused on our good fortune that even after a week of fun meetings and some erotic fun, we still hadn’t caught on that he was hypnotizing us from day 1.
In fact, if I remember correctly, we were already working as maids and had moved into his beach house before he told us that he wasn’t just a resort owner, but also a talented hypnotist. I still remember how doubtful I was about his boasts when he confidently said that he could hypnotize us to prove his claim. I didn’t believe in hypnosis at all, but after I watched him put Becky in a trance, all I could think about was that I would give anything to try. I don’t clearly remember what we actually experienced during our fake first trance, but I do remember that once he was done and he awoke us from trance, we were both hooked.
Even after we experienced how easily he could put us under and make us do all kinds of exciting things, it never occurred to us to think that he had hypnotized us before.
Much less understand that he was actively manipulating our minds to get what he wanted.
In the following weeks, we became helpless clay in his expert hands as he pushed our eager minds to a point where we would instantly obey whatever trigger he chose to implant. We were so hooked on the bliss and pleasure of each suggestion that we never realized that we had basically become his free use slaves. I can’t be sure, but I feel like we were never allowed to linger our thoughts on what each trigger actually was.
For example, he eventually reached a point where he could say a few words and instantly, all our minds could think about was to suck his cock. It didn’t matter what we were doing or what we wanted, when he spoke his trigger, we dropped to our knees and pleasured him as a euphoric sense of pleasure enveloped us. We didn’t care what we were doing, we only cared about the pleasure we felt as we obeyed.
For me at least, it never felt like his hypnotic play was meant to transform me into his obedient sex slave. To me, it only felt like he was showing us all the wondrous benefits of letting go and surrendering our minds to his hypnotic sway.
In fact, the act of submitting ourselves to his hypnotic sway became so addictive and pleasurable that one evening, we both knelt before him and offered him our free will. Remembering the smile he gave us that evening, there’s no doubt in my mind that our surrender was exactly what he had planned for us from the start.
Even if we both feel like it has always been our deepest desire to submit ourselves to a worthy owner, I know enough to understand that it’s probably not the full truth.
That night, he took us deeper than ever and when we finally awoke, still kneeling in front of him, it was like waking up from a dream. It felt like a veil had finally been lifted and I could clearly see the reality around me. Especially when I looked up at his dominating form.
All at once, I understood my place in the world as his property.
His devoted sexual slave…
There was no hesitation or concern about the reality I found myself in. All that was left in my heart was admiration and lust for the man that could make me feel so at peace with myself.
Remembering that night still sends hot shivers down my spine…
My idle musing was shattered when my phone began buzzing on the table next to me. I frowned when I noticed how late it was and wondered who could be texting me after hours. I picked up my phone and looked up the new message. I smiled when I saw that it was from my friend Nina, but frowned again when I read her text.
“Surprise surprise! I had some cash to blow off so I decided to come visit! Guess who is staying at your hotel for the next week? ME! I hope we can meet up tonight!”
Nina huh?
I was more than a little surprised she had decided to come all the way here just to surprise us, but then again, she was known for being pretty impulsive. I looked back towards the inside of the house and I frowned. We all knew that it was best for everyone involved if no one found out about our special relationship with Charles. Everyone on the staff was very familiar with Charles’ wealth and charm, so no one ever questioned us the reason why we lived with him since they assumed Charles was just another typical rich guy.
As for our family and friends, it was pretty easy to lie about it online since we had left in search of a job in the tropics. As far as we could tell, no one was suspicious about our lives here.
But that could easily change if Nina came to visit us…
I was just relieved that she had actually texted me before she showed up at our door! That could have been awkward… Imagine she walks in on us while we are mindlessly repeating our mantras or servicing his pleasure?
I gulped down my tea and made my way inside to see what my owner thought of this development. The moment I stepped inside though, I was surprised to hear the sounds of Becky’s hysterical laughter. As far as I knew, Charles was in the mood to enjoy Becky so I expected to hear moans instead of giggling. Then again, our owner wasn’t known for being too traditional or boring when it came to his sexual play.
The sight that greeted me when I walked into the bedroom told me enough to understand what was actually happening. Becky was lying down spreadeagled on the bed with Charles straddling her so that his cock was level with her generous chest. His hands were holding her tits together as he slowly plowed his cock in the valley between them.
“HIHIHIH STOP IT!” Becky screamed, unable to stop from laughing.
By the way she struggled, I immediately understood that she probably believed that she was tied down to the bed, unable to move away from him. She yanked and pulled, but all her seemingly free limbs could accomplish was to move a few inches before the hypnotic suggestion made her believe that the bindings became taut. I knew the feeling well enough because Charles loved to shackle us with his words.
Not that he never physically bound us at all because he loved to dabble in actual bondage, but there was a special thrill for all involved when he used his words to immobilize us. Charles noticed my arrival and stopped stroking his cock as he looked at me, smiling like the cat that caught the canary.
“Oh god… hihihihih…” Becky said, trying to get her laughter under control. “Thank you… Thank you… I can’t take it anymMMMMOOOOOOREEEE!”
She moaned as I watched Charles’ finger pinch her nipples before he resumed his thrusting.
“HHHMmm.. Fuck.. ooohh… OOOHHH… No no…” Becky said, trying to hold on to the pleasure she just experienced. “NO No.. hahaha… hahahahha… HAHAHAHHAHAHAH!”
She couldn’t help herself and began thrashing against her invisible bonds once more as the laughter overtook her. I looked at Charles, moving in time with her bucking body like a bull rider as he winked at me with childish glee before he looked back at his helpless prey.
“Correct me if I’m wrong…” I said. “But it looks like she feels tickled instead of aroused when you fuck her tits right now, right?”
“FUCK!!! IHIIHIHIHIH!” Becky screamed. “I can.. Ihiiihihihihih I can’t take it…. HAHAHAHAAH”
“She does…” he said, stroking slowly. “I bet you remember how that feels… Right?”
I shivered as I remembered being in a similar situation. Only, I was hypnotically tied down to the sofa instead and it wasn’t Charles’ cock that tickled me, but Becky’s talented tongue. That time, instead of giving me mind bending pleasure, regardless of where she licked, I felt like I was being tickled.
The experience had been… Frustrating… But also satisfying when he finally released me and fucked me into a pleasure induced oblivion.
“I do…” I said, feeling my arousal spike. “But I believe you also added some relief for her… Yes?”
He smiled as he pinched her nipples again, making Becky’s uncontrollable laughter turn to a deep carnal moan. He stopped moving and allowed her to fully experience the pleasure as he maintained his painful grip on her nipples.
“I thought I told you I wanted to play with just Becky tonight…” he finally said, still admiring Becky’s moaning face.
“Huh.. Yes…” I said, shaking my head. “I know that and I’m not here to join in. I’m here because there might be a problem.”
“Ok…” he said, releasing his grip on her nipples. “What kind of problem?”
“Well huh… You see…” I said, pulling up the text message. “It looks like our friend Nina decided to surprise us with a visit. It appears she is staying at the resort and is eager to meet up tonight.”
“Nina!” Becky said as she caught her breath. “It’s been… Ages!”
“Yeah…” I said, smiling. “But her sudden appearance here could be trouble… Right?”
“Indeed it could…” he said, smiling. “You did well by coming to tell me. Good girl Vicky.”
My eyes rolled back as a sudden wave of pleasure threatened to knock my legs from under me.
“Why would… It cause trouble?” Becky asked, still winded.
“Silly little Becky…” he said, boobing her on the nose. “Do you think that Nina would be ok with discovering that her friends had become some rich guys’ playthings? Don’t you think she might, at the very least, find it odd that both of you are now living with me?”
“Yeah Bex, come on…” I said, shaking off the pleasure.
“Ok maybe…” Becky said. “And I understand that we never want anyone to look too closely at our relationship and all… But…” she said, turning her head to look at me. “Wasn’t she a bit like us though?”
“What do you mean?” Charles asked.
“Oh yeah…” I said, recalling what Becky was implying. “You’re talking about when we were in college, right?”
“Right!” Becky said with a smile. “Unless I’m mistaken, wasn’t she one of those girls that thought that having a sugar Daddy was ok?”
“Yeah… You’re totally right!” I said.
“A sugar Daddy huh?” Charles said. “So you think that Nina would actually be ok with our living arrangements if we made her think I was your sugar Daddy?”
“Yeah…” Becky said, turning her head back to look up at him. “I mean… I’m pretty sure she’d be ok with the ruse and would probably even be happy for us.”
“You’re right…” I said, thoughtfully. “Although I’m sure she would need a little convincing, but… Yeah… She would definitely not find it out of character for either of us to sleep with a rich guy if it meant we got to live out our dream life in the tropics.”
“Oh?” Charles said, smiling. “Are you saying you're sleeping with me only because of my money?”
“I couldn’t care less about your money…” Becky said, smiling warmly. “The reason I’m sleeping with you is a lot simpler than that.”
“Enlighten me…” Charles said, caressing her tits. “Why do you sleep with me?”
“Because…” Becky said, licking her lips. “It arouses me to no end to please and obey my owner…”
Charles chuckled before he turned to look at me.
“And what about you Vicky?” he asked. “Do you feel the same or are you sleeping with me because of my money?”
“You could honestly be broke…” I said, smiling hotly. “And it wouldn’t change how I feel about you because I’m completely enthralled by my owner… Which also happens to be the only man that can arouse me…”
Becky giggled, making me notice that Charles’ cock had flexed inside her cleavage.
“All very good answers my darlings…” Charles said, visibly pleased. “But for Nina’s sake, let’s say that the money is at least part of the answer, understood?”
“Yes!” we both said in unison.
“And since you both agree that she’s the type of girl that might enjoy having a sugar Daddy…” he said, slightly pinching Becky’s nipples, making her moan. “Your mission will be to show your friend Nina all the perks of living with me. Understood?”
“Yes!” we both agreed.
“Vicky dear…” he said without looking. “Go meet up with your friend and invite her over.”
“I’ll do that right away!” I said, lingering in the room as a thought crept into my mind.
“Was there something else?” Charles said, looking back at me.
“Well… I was just wondering…” I said, feeling a sudden rush of strange emotions. “If you want to invite her over because you huh… You know… Planned to test her suggestibility…”
“Well if she’s as gorgeous as you 2 are, I certainly plan to try…” he said, frowning. “Are you asking because you’d rather not have me try to enjoy your friend?”
“Oh no! Not at all!” I said. “I’d actually love it if you could enjoy her! She’s so fun to be around and she’s definitely beautiful enough.”
“For real!” Becky added. “And from what I can tell from the gossip, she’s a pretty decent lay so I’m sure you’d enjoy it if you could convince her to play.”
“Wow…” he said, smiling warmly. “It almost sounds like you girls WANT me to add her to my little chattel of enthralled beauties.”
“Of course we do!” Becky said. “As long as it is what you desire, we’ll welcome any new slave you claim.”
“Exactly...” I said, walking up to the bed so I could lean on my owner. “You said it yourself, we are your enthralled beauties. Our choices or preferences are irrelevant because we only have those you allow us.”
“We surrendered our free will and our bodies to you…” Becky said, flushing bright red. “The only will and desire we have is yours to command… So if you want to build yourself a harem of enthralled hypnotic slaves, that’s also what we want.”
“And besides…” I said, kissing his shoulder. “You’ve already made sure that we believe, with all our hearts, that you can fuck who ever you want as much as you want…”
“Looks like the matter is settled then…” he said. “If Nina turns out to be susceptible enough and I find her attractive enough, we’ll work to make her see how wonderful life can be in my little chattel…”
“Oh I’m sure you’ll find her attractive enough!” Becky said, giggling warmly.
“If you say so, I’m sure I will…” he said, before turning to kiss my head. “But if you both feel this way, then why ask me if I’ll test her at all if you have no qualms about it?”
“Oh…” I said, smiling. “There are 2 reasons actually… The first is that huh… If she turns out to be… You know… Susceptible and all… I think you can make her tell the truth while she’s under, right?”
“Sure…” he said. “If she’s susceptible enough and the thing you want her to reveal isn’t tied to something that she thinks can harm her life in a significant way. I’m guessing that you need to find out something important?”
“It’s not really important…” I said. “Just curious about a guy I used to date that spent a lot of time with her…”
“I see…” he said, chuckling. “And what’s the second reason?”
“Well…” I said, feeling my cheeks burn. “I kinda… Sorta… Had a crush on her back in college…”
“VICKY!” Becky exclaimed. “You little minx! I never knew that!”
“You never asked!” I said, trying to smile to hide my embarrassment. “Besides… I grew out of my bisexual phase a long time ago. Well… Until I met you that is.”
I lifted my head off his shoulder, but not before kissing him again.
“Clearly!” Becky said, giggling. “Because otherwise, I’d say you’re a supremely gifted actor to spend a whole hour fucking me while we waited for him to get home!”
It was my turn to giggle.
“What can I say, you were too sexy to ignore…” I said, caressing her prostrated arm with my fingers. “I guess I’m like our owner like that…”
Becky moaned softly at my touch and a spike of pleasure made my clit throb.
“Ok Ok… Enough of that, girls.” Charles said, interrupting our moment. “We can’t let ourselves be distracted with pleasure and possibilities until we know how susceptible your friend Nina is. Who knows… Maybe she isn’t susceptible at all.”
“You’re right…” I said, pouting. “That would be a shame though…”
“Yeah…” Becky said, licking her lips. “What happens if she isn’t and you can’t claim her?”
Charles chuckled as he pinched her nipples, eliciting a fresh moan from Becky.
“Honestly, more likely than not, she isn’t as susceptible as you girls.” he said. “And if hypnosis isn’t her thing like it is for you, then no harm no foul and I’m sure we’ll spend a fun week with her.”
“Yeah but…” I said, pondering. “If we make our sugar Daddy ruse extra believable… Maybe she’ll want to stay longer… You know… To benefit from your money and connection as much as possible… Wouldn’t that be trouble if she isn’t as susceptible as we are?”
“Good point…” he said, thoughtfully. “It’s definitely a risk… And we’ll have to be careful around her for sure if hypnosis doesn’t take with her. But even if she wants to stay and join you girls, if she’s not susceptible, then I won’t be tempted to keep her and I’ll just send her on her way, saying that I only want you 2.”
We both blushed and shivered at his words.
“Really?” I said, licking my lips. “Are you sure you’ll be able to deny yourself her pleasures once you meet her?”
He chuckled.
“As much as any other woman I’ve only been able to influence for a night or 2.” he said. “Anyway, we won't know which options are possible until I actually meet her so…”
“Say no more!” I said. “I know what I have to do.”
“Good…” he said, turning his attention to Becky. “As for you Becky, I’m afraid we’ll have to skip foreplay if we want to be ready for our guest. So Let’s use this opportunity to try something new, shall we?” he said, placing his finger on her forehead. “Becky’s submissive palace…”
Becky’s smile vanished as I watched her eyes grow vacant. Charles smiled and resumed stroking his cock between her tits as she began softly chanting her mantras.
“Charles controls and commands me…” she whispered. “I have no will and always obey…”
I almost came as I took in the scene of my owner using Becky’s tits while she was so vacant and helpless. However, I felt compelled to obey my owner’s request so I couldn't linger to watch him inevitably cum all over her chest and face. I reluctantly left the room and answered Nina’s text as I dressed myself to go out in public.
There was no way to know how Nina would react to Charles' special brand of hypnotic talents, but knowing how open and adventurous she was, I was willing to bet that it wouldn't take much convincing to have her try. Especially since all 3 of us will be working to make her feel at ease. As I touched up my make up, I wondered if Charles would even bring up the subject of hypnosis, or if he planned to covertly test her like he had with us.
My phone buzzed and I couldn't help but smile as I made my way to meet her. After all, regardless of how things turn out, the night was sure to be entertaining...