Deep In The Pink Fog

Some days… It’s still hard to believe that I found myself joining a Harem… Especially a Hypno-Harem… 

I mean, I didn’t even know it was a thing so how could I properly understand what he was warning me about when I got curious about his hypnosis hobby? He said that if I continued to let him play inside my head through the wonderful trances he offered me, I would become ‘one of his girls’. I thought he simply meant that I would be one of many girls he hypnotizes and plays with. Well… Technically that’s true I guess... But I figured it wouldn’t go farther that the fun lighthearted sessions we enjoyed together.

I didn’t take his warning seriously and even told him that I wouldn't mind being one of his girls he he continued to make me feel such wondrous things. Since I didn't understand his original meaning, I didn't think it was all that odd that I felt more and more aroused every time he dropped me into a trance. I just thought it was a by-product of the time I was spending with him.

Eventually though, his sessions made me feel so horny that I was compelled to ask him if there was anything erotic he could do with our sessions. I felt naughty asking him such a thing, but I had surrendered to his inductions so many times that I couldn't help but feel intensely comfortable. I guess I should have been a little worried once I woke up naked without a care in the world after his first try, but all I felt was arousing excitement... So much excitement that I didn’t think twice about masturbating for him even though we had never even kissed! 

I came harder than I ever did before and I think that flipped something deep within my brain because after that, I felt a little lust-struck with him. Which is why I also didn’t think twice when he said it was time for me to repay the pleasure he gave me…

Things became a blur after that… But eventually, I realized that our carnal fun went well beyond the fun we enjoyed during our sessions. I didn’t understand that it was his subliminal words that compelled me to wear less and less when I was alone with him or that my erotic friskiness was anything more than my own genuine arousal for him. All I knew was that I felt sluttier than ever in his presence and I REALLY enjoyed the way he bossed me around.

It eventually took me spending a day in his home, half tranced and naked along side another one of his girls to finally understand what had happened to me. It came to me as a shock, but by then, I was so enthralled by his dominance that it just made me hornier to realize what he had done.