Slaves in Broad Daylight: Blind Date (hypnosis, M/f, oral, blindfolds, cameras)
Shelly Strauss was a normal girl on summer break from college, whose life is changed forever by a mysterious hypnotist who convinces her to meet him in a motel room… wearing a blindfold and offered up for his use.
[Warning: this 6300-word short story contains vivid descriptions of a girl being hypnotized and used without even knowing who her new master is until the very end.] More
“Three,” Sir said firmly, “Feel your awareness returning, slowly and gently.”
“Three,” I heard myself mumble sleepily. I was still laying flat on my back in the bed, with Sir beside me. My body was warm and tingly with afterglow. It felt amazing, so much better than when I touched myself.
I wanted to lay here forever, just like this.
“Two,” Sir continued, “Half asleep, half awake.”
I heard myself parrot, “Two.”
“And we’re going to stop there for just a moment,” Sir said firmly, “Half asleep. Your mind is like soft clay in my hands, and I need to see if ideas have set properly, or if you need more conditioning.”
My body felt drowsy and sluggish, my head full of fog… but I wasn’t completely zoned out anymore. Thought was slowly seeping into my muddled brain.
Now that it was, the first thing that caught my attention was how naggingly familiar Sir was, in person. It verged on deja vu. He was obviously older, which explained the great grammar he used while texting. He also sounded like a practiced speaker… and I knew I’d heard his voice before.
The whole thing felt like it was painfully obvious.
In my addled state, it took me a moment to realize that I had just spread my legs for someone I knew, and he’d hypnotized me to forget who he was. The command probably wouldn’t hold without the blindfold, but it didn’t matter. He had me so spun that I couldn’t lift my arms, much less take it off.
I was his. There was no going back, not anymore.