Short Story: Party Attire

Male's Point of View - Hypnosis

“Really? This is what you want me to wear for the party tonight?” she asked.
“Yes. Why? Don’t you like it?”
“Well... It’s fine I guess... Hahahaha Ever since I came to live here, you’ve made me wear the silliest things!”
“Oh Really? I thought you liked wearing sexy revealing things for me.”
“Oh I do. Even before we started to play around with hypnosis. So I really don’t mind that you’ve... Huh... Enhanced? My desire to expose myself to you. But asking me to wear this tonight for the party is a little extreme. I’ll do it... But I’ll get all sorts of looks from your friends.”
“And that would be the whole point. Tell me my dear. Do you like being my hypnoses-slave?”

“I do Master... You know that! I love it. It makes me feel all... Tingly... Inside... It makes me so wet!”
“I know It does. You love that I keep changing things in your mind to suit my desires. Correct?”
“Oh yes... I feel so aroused when you trance me... I love it. I can’t get enough.”
“And you love that in exchange for making you feel so good, you accept that I turned you into my personal cock sleeve. That I turned you into my fuck doll. Correct?”
“How could I not accept it? Your hypnotic control is so strong... My weak little mind can’t resist... I HAVE to obey! You know that. I can’t do anything else but obey.”
“Speak your mantra Dolly.” I said firmly.
I watched her eyes glaze over as they lost focus.
“I’m my Master Sex doll. I live to obey. He owns me and can use me how ever he wants. His pleasure is my pleasure...” she said in a low flat voice.
Her eyes rolled over in her head as she moaned.
“Fuck that feels good...” she whispered.
“Very good Dolly. Now to tell you what tonight’s party is all about.”
“I’m all ears Master!”
“Tonight, my good friend Paul will be coming over.”
“I remember Paul... Wait... Just Paul?”
“Just Paul.” I said. “I’m afraid I’ve been bragging about how good a hypnotic subject you are and he has asked me to show him.”
“Show him...” she said as she looked down at her outfit. “You are going to make me do all sorts of naughty things in front of him aren’t you Master?”
She tried to sound pissed, but I knew her well enough to know that she was turned on by the idea. But I also knew that the next request would not be received so well.
“I am. And to prove just how complete my control is, I’m going to trigger you to blow him.”
“WHAT?!?!” she asked. “No no... Master Please... I LOVE being your little slut, but I don’t want to be shared like that! I’m YOUR Dolly!”
“But it would please me to share you like this... Speak your mantra Dolly.”
“I’m my Master Sex doll. I live to obey. He owns me and can use me how ever he wants. His pleasure is my pleasure...” she said in a low flat voice.
Her eyes rolled over yet again as she moaned louder.
“hhhmmm... fuck... That’s no fair Master... You can’t use my Mantra like that! Now my head feels deliciously fuzzy...”
“You know your Mantra. I can use you how ever I want because I own you correct?”
“You do Master...”
“Don’t worry Dolly...” I said as I patted her head. “You know your Master would never force you like that without making it worth your wild. I have a very special trigger I’ve been preparing as a reward for just such an occasion. Have I ever lied to you Dolly?”
“No Master.” she said. “You never lie to Dolly.”
“That’s right. Now...” I said as I grabbed her hair and made her look deep in my eyes. “TRANCE.”
She moaned as her eyes lost focus. She was so addicted to feeling the induction that I simply had to say the word and her mind immediately obeyed. She has always been a submissive subject, but after so many trances and mantras, her mind has become soft clay under my commanding words. By this point, I could simply order her to suck my friends cock, but I knew better.
Dolly LOVES to feel her triggers. I’ll set one up for this special occasion. Maybe something along the lines of a mind trap... She loves those... She’ll feel trap inside her head as her body obeys the directive. I throw in an orgasm trigger at the end just to show her I’m still the generous Master she fell in love with.