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Female's Point of View - Hypnosis  Life. Is. Awesome!
Why, just a few moments ago, I completely spaced out in the kitchen and woke up in the living room with a sweet salty taste in my mouth that told me all I needed to know. One of my roommates must have decided he needed to relax and made use of my blowjob trigger. Like I said! Life is awesome!! Ever since I pledged my sorority anyway! One of the many things we had to do was participate in a slave auction. When ‘bought’, we had to be ‘slaves’ for a week and run around tending to their errands. As it turned out, I was bought by Julius. He was a psy major and decided to use his week with me to sharpen his hypnosis skills. Female's Point of View - Conditioning - Hypnosis  I know my boyfriend implanted this insane freakish desire in my head just as I know that I am no longer his exclusive girlfriend. Both being thoughts I know he made sure I would find intensely erotic.
He never commands me to get this position, but he never refuses to help me get into either. I’m the one that feels compelled to go to him, begging that he tie me to the bed like this. I get myself naked and kneel on the mattress before slipping my head between the bed posts. I don’t fight as he ties my hands and ankles in such a way that I could never hope to escape from. He gently twists my hair until he can tie a rope to my mane before securing it to the top of the railing. He pulls it tight enough as to keep my head strained upwards, facing the metronome on the dresser. Male's Point of View - Conditioning - Hypnosis  Let me tell you about Sarah, my stepsister's best friend. Her lovely figure and trusting personality made it so very easy to gain her confidence and friendship. 2 things that would prove essential if I wanted to covertly train her. I specify ‘covertly’ because even today, she has no clue that I’ve been secretly putting her under almost every time we meet. What had started as an exercise to see if it was possible gradually became an experiment to see how far I could push her mind before I reached her limit. Comfortable talks around a fire became guided relaxation before they evolved into light trances. Male's Point of View - Mindless - Robot Theme  Oh my god... It wasn’t a joke after all.
I can barely believe it has, but there it is! My very own pleasure doll complete with stand alone recharge station. Wow... It looks so life like! Nothing like the rubber mechanical dolls you see online. Its skin is almost perfect! You can barely feel whatever synthetic material it was made from. I’m so glad I clicked on that dumb popup window that said I had won a prize. Supposedly, I was the 1000th visitor to their robot kink website. I usually don’t since I hate popups. But I was more than a little hammered and the window told me I won a pleasure doll. I figured I’d indulge as long as I didn’t have to give out credit information. Female's Point of View - Hypnosis  Being a hypno sex maid, it’s not surprising I feel so good about my new life. Sir doesn’t hide the fact that my daily hypnosis sessions continue to condition my mind as he adds directives and triggers to suit his desires.
I do admit that if you would have asked me a few months ago if I pictured myself as a live in sex maid, I would have told you to fuck off. The idea would have gone against everything I believed about what a women should be. I would have seen it as a huge step back in the progress we’ve earned over the years to shatter the image that a woman needed men to tell them what to do and how to act. Female's Point of View - Bimbo - Hypnosis  I am a bimbo doll and my name is Dolly.
I am a bimbo doll and I my life is fun. I am a bimbo doll and that makes me happy. “Position 2 Dolly.” my owner said. I am a bimbo doll and position 2 is standing with my arms above and behind my head. I am a bimbo doll and I always assume the positions my owner trained me to know. I am a bimbo doll and I love when my owner plays with me. “Very good Dolly...” I am a bimbo doll and my owner’s praise makes me happy. I am a bimbo doll and I exist to display my body for my owner. I am a bimbo doll and I exist to make my owner happy. “I do believe we’ve achieved something beautiful with you Dolly.” my owner said with a smile. Female's Point of View - Technology  “Oh my god... My head... What... Where am I? I... I feel so weird... What happened to me? I feel like... Like I’m different... Fuck... My thoughts feel so fuzzy...” I said as I grabbed my head.
“Yes Yes...” the man in front of me said. “I’m afraid that’s completely normal my dear. All side effects of the treatment you went through.” I managed to look at him through my messed up hair. I tried to focus on his words since it was the only thing that didn’t make me dizzy. “Treatment? What treatment?” I asked, trying to remember what he was talking about. “Don’t you remember? You volunteered for an experiment treatment that would keep you young and beautiful for ages! If it worked anyway... " He said. Female's Point of View - Hypnosis  “Why are you laughing Natalie? I win the bet don’t I?” I said.
“hihihihi!” Natalie laughed. “Oh my god... You really don’t get it do you? Sure Rachel... You win!” “Don’t get what?” I asked puzzled. “The bet was wether or not Derek could hypnotize me into giving him a blowjob!” “Right...” she said, still laughing. Male and Female's Point of View - Hypnosis - Personalities  “Oh my god...” The blonde said as they came up to me. “You work here right? I feel so embarrassed!!! Seems we both dozed off on the beach over there and didn’t notice that our tops gone blown away!” “Yeah!” the brunette chimed in. “Did you happen to notice 2 bikini tops laying around?” “Wow... That’s bad luck! Let me think... No... I can’t say that I have. But huh...” I said as I eyed them. “You girls are pretty far from the resort. You knew that right?” “Really?” the brunette said confused. Female's Point of View - Brainwashing  My mind can’t take much more of this...
Already I can feel it crack and bend along the seems of my consciousness. What I feel is left of my sanity tells me that I should resist, but more and more I’ve come to realize that it may be completely futile to keep fighting. That maybe I should embrace what is being done to me instead. The only things I know for certain is that I’m trapped in this room and a man keeps visiting me. Who he might be is a mystery I’ve stopped trying to figure out. The only images I have of him is a silhouette against a bright back drop of pure white light. His face is hidden within his own shadow as the light drowns out his features. I only know it's a man because of the voice I hear. |
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