​This exquisite specimen of a young perky woman is my bitch of an ex-girlfriend. That is, she WAS my ex until recently when she found herself wanting to reconnect with me. Well... Part of her does anyway...

This beauty now finds herself torn between 3 distinct personalities.

The first one is called Eva, which is her real name. She is basically the same person as she was when we used to go out together, but there is a major difference about it: she actually loves me. Eva acts and feels just as if she was truly my perky girlfriend and knows in her heart that she would never betray the love I have for her.

“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. 

“And... Trance...” I said as I lightly held her hand.

Her eyes instantly lost focus as her mind slipped with practiced ease in a relaxed state. I shook her limp arm from side to side, confirming the extent and depth of her trance. Just like a rag doll, she showed no sign of resistance, even when I let it fall to her side.

Completely relaxed.
Completely open.

Hypnotizing her for over a year had conditioned her consciousness to a path that was as familiar to her as breathing. 

Regression of her slave personality was going better than I could have hoped. 
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What started as an erotic experiment quickly became a daily task. During our hypnosis sessions, we discovered that part of her enjoyed the mindless bliss that came with her switching from driven student to obedient slave.

I asked her, under hypnosis of course, if she would like me to further develop that side of her. I asked her if I could try and see how far I could regress her mind while she was my slave. Of course, she told me to go for it.

I knew my girl well enough to keep that part a secret. By that time, she only remembered the pleasure she experienced while she was a mindless toy and I wasn’t going to change that. So every time I put her under, I would work on her regression. Every time she switched over to her slave self, she would dive deeper. Stay longer...

“Yes Sir. Slave One will sit on the charging outlet and perform daily internal maintenance while recharging.”

I watched in utter satisfaction as Daisy mechanically walked over to the stool I had prepared and slowly sat herself down on the pair of dildos that were glued to it. She had to try a few times before she managed to get both inside herself at once, but she finally did and sank her body slowly onto them until both were deeply impaled in her fuck holes.
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She didn’t moan or show any signs of discomfort, she just sat with her back straight and lifted her head so she could look directly in front of her at the large television screen not 3 feet away. She didn’t really see it though. She was looking at a point located somewhere behind it.

I... I know what he is doing to me... What he is turning me into... And... I’m not sure I have the strength to resist...

That is, when I experience the rare occasions when my mind is my own again.

He still lets me think for myself sometimes. Not always, but enough to let me taste the difference. To let me realize just how complete his control over me is.

When we first started to play around with hypnosis, I didn’t realize that he would stumble upon one of my deeply hidden desires. In fact, it was so well hidden that I had almost forgot about it. Almost... I always knew I loved to be submissive and loved to role play different hypnosis kinks, but my deepest desire went a lot farther.

I put on a sexy top and went to put on a skirt, but I decided against. I smiled as I thought of the face he was going to have when I turned the corner in my panties! I got out of our room and walked towards the living room. I could here the game was on and I pouted.
He doesn’t like it when I disturb him during the game...
But I was bored and I wanted to play. So I went to the corner and walked in as sensually as I could. I gave him a smoldering look as I leaned on the wall facing him. I arched my back and pushed out my chest as I bit my lip and looked at him with unbridled lust.
Which was completely lost on him because his eyes never left the television screen! 

"Now listen to me you little kinky slut!" I said as I looked in the mirror. "As much fun as it was to surprise him on the bus, we agreed to keep you locked away when we are in public! We could have been caught!!!"
Oh would you just relax? God... We didn't get caught so everything turned out perfect! Master got to enjoy my hot mouth on the long ride without anyone being the wiser!
"Really? I'm pretty sure the bus driver knew exactly what you were up to. Didn't you notice his smirk when we got off?"
Oh I did... Made me feel all horny and wet knowing he let it happen.
"Everything makes you horny and wet."
I can't argue with you there!

This is Amber, my former research partner. Right now, her whole being is in standby mode. She will stay like this until I send a command for her to wake up.  Which I do often enough...

We were developing microscopic technology that was designed to eradicate the need for open surgery. I had the designs and building tech to be able to actually make them, but I lacked a source to power the machines. Amber was... Is... A genius when it comes to thinking outside the box. She developed a way for the machines to use the body’s own heat to power themselves. 

The thing is... I had a little side designed I never told anyone. I had ideas about connectivity... Interacting with the different cells in the body... Including Neurons... 

God I love my man…

I loved him before, but ever since we started to play around with hypnosis, our relationship as reached new heights. Don’t get me wrong, I loved him even before all this. I just love him MORE. Why am I so sure? Because he always lets me remember everything.

Like right now, I’m wearing nothing but his favorite collar and cuffs as we lay in bed. He is resting comfortably against the head board as I lay further down between his legs. My pussy and mouth drip with need as my lips and tongue worship his manhood.

Every delicious inch of it…

I love taking care of him… Serving him…