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“…that’s it. You are doing so well, Alice. Your eyes can just continue to stare right here, noticing the way the light reflects, letting yourself enjoy every beautiful color. Your body is getting so relaxed. You feel yourself sinking into the chair. Your limbs can feel so nice and peaceful that you couldn’t move them even if you tried…”

Alice did feel very nice and relaxed. Hypnosis had seemed like such a fun idea, and she’d been excited to see if it could work. She wasn’t sure if she was in trance or not, but it did feel really good to listen to Tom’s voice, just like he said it would. If nothing else, she could see this as a way to unwind after a long day, or just to meditate a little on her own. Afterward, she though she might ask him for pointers on doing this by herself.

“And as you continue to breathe deeply, you just imagine what you must look like right now. How your posture has changed. How your face has relaxed. How calm and comfortable you must look. And you can feel yourself relaxing just like you imagine. That’s right. You are doing so well.” Tom set the crystal he had been holding in front of Alice’s eyes down. “Alright, are you ready to be hypnotized now?” he asked.

Alice’s brow furrowed. “What? But I thought – weren’t you already hypnotizing me?”

Tom smiled. “That? No no. Here let me show you.” He reached his hand out and gently took hold of her arm, pulling it up and letting it dangle between them. He slowly shook it from side to side.

“Now you can just feel how relaxed you’ve become. No tension at all in your arm. It’s so easy to just let me move it. It’s so easy to follow. You follow my words. Follow wherever I lead you.” The tugs on her limp arm grew longer, and Alice began to sway side to side as he pulled her back and forth. “That’s right. Just like that.”

Once again, Alice felt that sense of calm. She could just listen to that lovely voice without a care in the world. It seemed like she was dropping so quickly now that she was actually being hypnotized. Was it this easy for everyone to drop?

Tom was now pushing and pulling her in little circles as he continued to coax her down. He then took his other hand and held up a finger in front of Alice’s face, moving it at random and out of sync with the motion of her swaying. “And just watch right here. You are doing just fine following and watching and listening. And if it starts getting harder to focus on any of them, just know that it’s alright to relax and let go. You don’t need to think about it. Just follow and watch and listen and drift…drift…very good.”

Alice smiled dopily in response to the praise. This must be what being hypnotized felt like. She felt really good and loved hearing Tom’s praise, but it felt so confusing with her arm moving and the fingering moving and she needed to listen and –

Tom rapidly moved the finger toward her, tapping her on the forehead as he pulled her arm toward him “Drop!” he said, firmly.

Alice felt her eyes roll up trying to follow the finger and then her body lunged forward following her arm and…nothing. No thoughts, no mind. Just open and listening and deeper and

“Are you ready to be hypnotized now?” She heard Tom’s voice. Her eyes focused again and she saw him looking at her anticipating her response.

“But…I um. I thou–” She stammered.

“Wonderful. You are going to be such a good subject once you go into trance.” Just stare into my eyes for a moment. We already have such a nice connection, and I know you are going to be able to go so deep into trance. You want to drop for me don’t you? Just keep staring right here.” Tom pointed to the center of his iris. “Right into the very center…that’s right. Good girl.”

“Want…to…dr-drop?” Alice wasn’t sure if she was agreeing or asking a question. But she did want to be hypnotized. She felt so good when she was deep in trance. Tom had said so, hadn’t he? And now she needed to stare into his eyes and they are so pretty and it’s so easy to listen but she’s drifting down and focusing and doesn’t need to think and good girl.

“And the deeper you stare the more relaxed your mind and body become. You may find your eyes getting heavier, wanting to close. Wanting to rest. But you want to keep staring. You need to keep staring. You need to go deeper. I know it’s so hard, but you are doing so well. Even if you need to let go of everything else. Even if every other muscle needs to relax. Even if you need to stop thinking, you need to keep staring. That’s right…deeper for me.”

“D-deeper…” Alice’s eyes fluttered.

“And when your eyes are so heavy that you can’t possibly keep them open any longer, that can just be your body’s way of telling you that you are too deep to do anything else. You won’t be able to resist anymore and you can just drop peacefully all the way down. No more thoughts, no more mind. Just falling deeper and deeper…that’s right…just like that. All the way down.”

Alice closed her eyes. She swayed gently in place, her body unconsciously supporting her head and keeping her slack body from flopping over. Her head was empty. She was mindless. She had been deeply hyp–

“And open your eyes again. There’s a good girl. If you are ready, I can start hypnotizing you now.”

Alice opened her eyes slowly and struggled to bring Tom’s face into focus. “Wha…” was all she could manage to say or think.

“You are going to be such a good subject. I can tell you are easily hypnotized and quite suggestible. I can even just suggest to you that every snap of my fingers will start to drop you into a trance and your mind will just helplessly accept what I tell you as true. Isn’t that right? Just every snap sending you down deeper, helping you to think less, taking your thoughts away.”

“Help…less…” Alice barely registered the sight of his hand in front of her, thumb and middle finger pressed together.

*snap*

The effect was immediate and Alice swooned. “That’s right.” *snap* “You are doing so well. Just getting rid of all those pesky thoughts.” *snap* “So much easier to just listen and follow and let go.” *snap* “Such a good girl.” *snap* “Letting your brain be turned off.” *snap* “All the way down now.” *snap*snap*snap*

Alice’s eyes rolled back in her head. Her mouth fell open. Her mind was gone. She was deep in trance. She would listen. She would obey.

“And now you are ready to be hypnotized. And you know you are so naturally able to go deep that all I need to do is tell you to drop into trance and you won’t be able to resist. You can’t resist anything at all. All you can do is obey. You think only what you are told. You surrender completely. Are you ready to be hypnotized?”

Alice almost didn’t respond. Her mouth still hung open. Her body was limp with her head lolling to the side. Her eyes were struggling to keep from crossing or rolling back. The last bit of conscious thought in her mind managed to force out a weak moan. She couldn’t form the word yes at the moment.

‘I’m perfect thank you. Compliance with my new purpose has made me happier than I could ever know. Let me show you.’ And at the the same time she tried to show the phone again .

Only this time Christina looked.

As she did her world was hit with an field of colours, shapes, words, thoughts, ideas. She just smiled and stared as the new thoughts washed over her. She even let her had move to touch the phone. The action starting a whole new set of images.

‘How are you feeling?’ Mel asked her friend.

As if on autopilot Christina let her mouth open. ‘I feel good. I feel….. I feel…’

‘Compliant’ Mel said helping her friend.

‘Yes compliant’

‘And obedient’ Mel continued

‘Obedient’

Mel then closed the phone and told her friend to follow her. She had something Christina needed to see. For her part Christina knew she should follow her friend. When they arrived at the building, that she might have recognised as Mel’s place had she more of her brain working, she knew she should go inside. When she was handed the new clothes she knew exactly what to do.

As Mel guided her down onto the floor Christina knew that she should pose like her friend.

‘Hose go on’ Mel said

‘Brain goes off’ Christina shouted back and she smiled along with her friend. So happy that they had managed to meet up.

Yes, Doctor Shenzhen.“ Anna didn’t know what she was agreeing to; she only knew that it made her pussy wet to agree with her controller, and it made her even wetter when she stopped thinking and obeyed. She squirmed and writhed on her knees on the examination table, desperate to feel the stocky Chinese woman’s plump, stubby fingers sliding in beneath Anna’s skirt to play with her soaking cunt. Nothing else mattered. Nothing else brought her pleasure, and Anna had been hypnotically conditioned to crave pleasure the same way that plants craved sunlight. She would do anything to feel that deep, sexual heat between her thighs now, and her doctor used that weakness against her mercilessly.

“Yes, Doctor Shenzhen.” Anna didn’t remember how she’d become so completely, helplessly susceptible to the doctor’s hypnotic control. Between sessions, she forgot everything that her owner wanted her to forget, and during sessions her mind was so intently focused on the erotic sensations she was experiencing that she remained blissfully oblivious even to her own actions. Anna’s shirt was open to reveal her soft, massive tits, and she humped the air with the vacant urgency of a bitch in heat, but she had no idea what was happening to her. She only knew that it felt good. Every other element of her awareness had been meticulously pruned away.

“Yes, Doctor Shenzhen.” Anna’s hands moved up to her breasts, pinching and tugging her stiff pink nipples; a thin sheen of sweat clung to her skin as the arousal made her literally as well as figuratively hot for her controller. The instructions that the Chinese woman murmured dropped into her subconscious without so much as brushing the sides; Anna had no more idea that she was being carefully, elegantly brainwashed than she knew what panties were anymore, and for the same reason. She didn’t think when she was in trance. She heard and obeyed, and the pleasure grew brighter and stronger in her mind every time she did as she was told. It burned away every last trace of resistance like the sun vaporizing the morning dew.

“Yes, Doctor Shenzhen.” Anna’s voice was a blank, monotonous drone, unaffected by her shamelessly obvious excitement. If someone were to pass by the examining room, they might imagine that the contrite young receptionist was receiving a quiet dressing-down from her boss in private. Only Anna and Doctor Shenzhen were privy to what went on behind closed doors, and of course Anna didn’t know a thing that happened to her. To her, the workday went by in a blur of boredom so complete and total that she didn’t even try to think about what she did during those eight hours. She never connected any of it to the changes she made in her wardrobe and lifestyle.

“Yes, Doctor Shenzhen.” Even when she drifted gradually out of her social circles, making excuses to avoid seeing friends and family until they gave up and stopped trying, Anna didn’t think about what she was doing. She didn’t notice the new app on her phone that filled her evenings with constant masturbation and hypnotic spirals, she didn’t realize she had gotten rid of all but the sluttiest of her outfits and everything she once used to keep her mind active and engaged. She had no idea that she was being programmed to pare away everything in her life that wasn’t needed to make her a better sex slave for her Mistress… and if she did know, her only response would be to sink deeper into pleasure and forget all over again.

“Mmm, she’s very nice.” Mandy didn’t even have time to do more than open her mouth in surprise before the blonde woman leaned over and pressed two fingers to the entrance of Mandy’s bare cunt. “Oh, she’s very wet down here. You’ve got her well trained. Is she a public use slut, or are you just teaching her to show herself off in public?” Mandy’s cheeks spread into a nervous smile, still framed within the lens of her boyfriend’s smartphone camera–she’d never been caught before during their exhbitionistic little games, but she always imagined that it would involve shouting and threats and a forcible eviction from the bookstore. She didn’t think anyone would just decide to join in.

Her boyfriend chuckled. “Oh, she’s totally a public use slut. Go ahead and put in a finger or two, you’ll see how much she likes it.” Mandy wanted to object, but then the blonde insinuated a single pale digit between the helpless young woman’s plump pink labia and her head swam with distracting pleasure. Mandy didn’t know this person, she had absolutely no idea who they even were, but they were just playing with her pussy right out in the open in a public place and Mandy couldn’t seem to make herself stand up and pull her skirt back down and walk away. She felt more exposed and vulnerable than ever, and… and oh, fuck that was so hot. Why was that so fucking hot? Why couldn’t she make them stop?

The blonde looked up at the camera and grinned. “You’ve done such a good job,” she said, talking to Mandy’s boyfriend as if the woman she was finger-banging in the middle of a Barnes and Noble wasn’t even a part of the conversation. “How did you train her? Hypnosis?” It was like Mandy wasn’t really there, or… no. No, Mandy knew exactly what it felt like. She loved dogs, and sometimes she stopped to pet someone’s dog while she chatted with its owner. Hands all over the cute dumb animal, attention directed to the smart human who had it on a leash. It felt exactly like that to Mandy and it made her cunt impossibly fucking wet.

Her boyfriend smiled smugly. “She’s a really good subject,” he replied, stunning Mandy with his answer. She didn’t even remember being hypnotized, let alone being trained with hypnosis to offer her cunt to complete strangers in public. But apparently that was part of the training, as her boyfriend went on to explain–“She honestly thinks this was all her own idea,” he continued, the casual pride in his voice making Mandy feel warm and wet and glowing with contented satisfaction even as she struggled to accept the shocking new information that changed everything she thought she knew about their relationship. “She doesn’t even know how many times we’ve done this before.”

The blonde giggled. “That’s amazing!” she cooed in excitement, adding a second finger and then a third until Mandy couldn’t help grunting softly in helpless arousal. “God, she’s such a slut. You must be so proud of her.” The pleasure made Mandy’s eyes roll back in her head until only the whites showed, and she felt a strange rush of familiarity in the back of her brain at the sensation… but then it sank into a sea of ecstasy as she came on the other woman’s fingers, and her mind melted into vacant bliss. She heard a small, appreciative crowd beginning to gather, and her orgasm intensified as she realized what was bound to happen next.

THE GAME IS SO GAY!

The intense sisterly love.

Girls proclaiming their love to the main character each other all the damn time.

The art is beautiful. The themes are dark. The characters/story is amazing.

WHERE IS THE FANART? THE FANFICS? THE FANS??

I’M DYING HERE!

HAPPY 10TH ANNIVERSARY KAGAMINE RIN & LEN!!

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Linda’s mouth worked silently for a few moments, her eyes unfocusing as she tried to remember anything beyond the constant waves of sensation saturating her brain. Every time she came close to cumming, Mallory seemed to know, and she slowed the pace of her caresses with the sadistic joy of a true tease. Linda found herself desperately humping her lover’s hand, tiny whimpers escaping her lips as she ground against Mallory’s fingers like a bitch in heat. Only the stern expression on Mallory’s face forced words past her lips. “I, um. I worked?” she squeaked, her brow furrowing as she tried to focus her attention on the conversation.

“You worked.” Mallory giggled. Two hours ago, Linda had been almost shredded by stress, pushed to the breaking point by day after exhausting day dealing with a fourth-quarter budget crisis. Now, her pet could barely remember that she even had a job. God, Mallory loved brainfucking her good girl sometime. “And what did you have for lunch at work, pretty pet?” Before Linda could answer, Mallory shoved two fingers as deep as they would go into Linda’s dripping cunt, letting the web between her thumb and forefinger smack hard against Linda’s clit.

Linda’s eyes widened in astonishment, her breath coming in a gasp as she almost came from the sudden burst of ecstatic bliss. Her whole body seemed to buzz and thrum with arousal, Mallory’s thrusts pushing her right up to the edge of orgasm and holding her there. “I, unnnh, I, unnnhhhhhh, uuuuuuh, uuuurhhh…” she moaned, her words deserting her in the heat of the moment as she focused her whole will on holding her climax at bay. She couldn’t cum without permission. She just… she couldn’t.

Mallory tried to keep her voice and expression stern, but her obvious joy at Linda’s groggy face and slack jaw showed through clearly. “Talk to me, cutie. Don’t tell me I’ve teased that brain away completely, have I?” She kept thrusting as she spoke, pumping in and out of Linda’s slick channel with a furious intensity. “Have I fucked every… last… thought… out of that pretty little head of yours? Fucked you dumb? Fucked you empty? It’s okay, sweetie. You can tell me. Tell me you can’t think anymore.”

Linda let out a desperate wail, her head sinking forward and her eyes rolling back as she tried with everything she had to avoid cumming. “I, oh, I oh oh oh…” she moaned, struggling to remember what she needed to say. Words seemed so hard, talking seemed so hard, thinking seemed just impossible when she was being fucked so perfectly. “OoooOOOohhhhHHHHH,” she yowled, her face contorting in animal lust as she clung to the edge of release.

“That’s my good girl,” Mallory purred. “That’s my brainless little slut. Cum for me, sweetie. Cum for me now, cum. Cum yourself blank and empty for me. Blank and mindless. Cum for me. Cum.” She chanted the words, gathering Linda close and holding her tightly as her lover quivered helplessly in the throes of climax. “Good girl. All the way out, now. All those thoughts fucked away. Deep in my power. Deep in my will. CUM.”

They lost track of time as Linda shuddered over and over, skipping from one peak of pleasure to the next as she squealed out her release. Only when she finally sagged into immobility and deep, steady breathing did Mallory finally cease her fucking and begin to whisper in her empty girl’s ears. “Now, my empty girl,” she growled, her voice husky with desire. “Let me fill you up with my thoughts for a while…”

He slid himself off of her and sat her upright. “Staying so blank and deep for me, no thoughts at all for my pretty girl…” he said, stroking the back of her neck as he spoke. She accepted the change in position, her muscles working to hold her seated with automatic, unthinking compliance. Her eyes didn’t move at all–they continued staring straight ahead, not seeing anything of her surroundings at all. Her mind was seeing nothing but a warm pink fog, a thick mist that seeped in and around and over her thoughts until they finally faded into the pleasure of perfect obedience.

His hands caressed her back as he purred in her ear. “You’re completely open to me now, your mind is malleable and compliant and docile. Every word I say to you is truth, every thought I give you becomes your own. There’s nothing in your head except the ideas I give you, pretty pet.” She didn’t nod, or repeat his words in a vacant monotone. She was well past that point. She had achieved the perfect, mindless bliss she wanted so much, a stillness in her mind so total that she no longer had any ability to even process her own obedience. The only sign of her sheer joy in her own surrender was the wet, sticky mess that her pussy was becoming as he programmed her.

His fingers found that wetness, sliding into her and rubbing her clit. “It feels so good to be blank like this for Master,” he cooed, his fingers churning the musky fluids in her cunt until he could hear every thrust. “It feels so good to be mindlessly obedient, and every time you go deep for me you want to go deeper, faster, further. Until there’s nothing in your head but pleasure.” She didn’t respond to his touch–her face remained an expressionless blank, not even noticing the glaze of semen drying on her cheeks and forehead–but her nipples were tight buds of arousal and her breath came in rapid panting gasps of desire. He smiled, and fucked her even harder.

“You want Master to empty your mind,” he said, the words simply reinforcing months of existing programming. They both knew he could do anything he wanted to her when she was this deep, alter opinions and beliefs until she was molded into his idea of the perfect woman, but… she was already perfection to him. All he wanted to do was give her the mindless bliss she already craved. “An empty mind is a happy mind, and you love to be a happy girl for Master.”

Her breath was getting louder, the almost-moans of someone too deep to speak but so aroused that she was gasping for air. “That’s it. Perfectly blank, perfectly empty, perfectly mindless for Master. Stop thinking and cum, pretty girl. Stop thinking and cum for Master. I’m fucking all those thoughts away now, just cum for me. Just cum. Just cum.” Her body quivered, her head lolled forward as the power of her climax overwhelmed even her hypnotized self-control. It was the only part of their hypnotic session she would remember, but it was also the only part she wanted to remember.

“That’s my good girl,” he said, taking her into his arms and rocking her gently as the orgasm slowly melted into dreamy bliss. “That’s my perfect girl.” He gently eased them back onto the bed, curling up with her and letting her trance melt into natural sleep. When she woke, she would wake up as herself again… and then, with excitement shining once more in her eyes, she would ask him to make her blank all over again.

“Good girl,” Master husked out, his breath warm against her cheek. His arms held her firmly, lovingly, even as he continued to move the vibrator over and around her pubic mound. “Again.” She could feel his erection pressing into her buttocks, and she whimpered in arousal at the awareness that her submission was turning him on. She gasped, her thoughts seeming to blur with a drugged and sleepy bliss as she tried to remember how her mantra began under the onslaught of pleasure.

“My, um…” She felt the ecstasy surge, as she struggled to recall the words of the mantra. She was programmed to feel better and better the harder it got to think, and to think less and less as she felt better and better. “My mind…um, my thoughts are focused on…obedience.” She felt herself settling into the rhythm of the words, made familiar by long hours of practice in her bedroom. “My mind is focused. On surrender.” The words escaped in a low, breathy sigh of desire. “My will is focused on…Master.”

He smiled. She couldn’t see it, not cuddled in his lap, but she could hear the delight in his voice as he said, “Good girl! Feeling better and better, thinking less and less with every repetition as the pleasure drugs you into obedience.” She could imagine the look on his face perfectly as he mercilessly teased her soaking cunt with the wand and said, “Again.”

“Muhhhh…my, my thoughts…” She could feel the pleasure sapping her concentration, making the words a blur in her head. “My thoughts are…my thoughts are focused…” She let out a loud, helpless moan as she hit the word common to all three phrases, and her deeply hypnotized brain melted in delicious confusion over what her thoughts were focused on exactly. And the harder it got to think, the better it felt, and the better it felt, the harder it got to think, and the more the pleasure melted her mind and body into compliance, the more she knew she was pleasing Master. “My thoughts are, are…”

“Back to the beginning, good girl,” he purred, relentlessly buzzing the wand against her clit. “Whenever it’s too hard to remember, just go back to the beginning and try again. Just try to think, knowing that you’re being such a good girl when you try to remember your correct thoughts for Master.” She squealed in helpless bliss as he pressed the vibrator against her slick flesh. “And an even better girl when you fail.”

“My…” She panted out the words, barely able to speak through the pleasure. “My thoughts…nnnnh, my…my thoughts…” It was no good. Every time she tried to focus on the next word, her subconscious was there to remind her how much better it would feel to forget. “My…ohhhh! Mmmm, muhhh…” She could feel her mind slipping away, each new attempt gaining her less and less ground, each new effort melting into arousal that much faster. “Ohhh…unnnnh….” Even that first word felt impossible to remember under the absolute aching need to forget for Master.

“Good girl,” Master said at last. “Stop thinking and come.” With a wail of mindless bliss, she did exactly that.