📄Hypnotic story: The letter 3

You wake up - where are you? You're just alone in the forest. What happened? You can't remember anything. Who tied you here? Why are you naked? So many questions in your head. There doesn't seem to be anyone else in this clearing except you. After what felt like an eternity, you have now managed to free yourself. However, there is one strange thing: You are terribly aroused all the time. You can't explain why.

It already seems to be dark. You walk through the endless forest that feels familiar but at the same time impenetrable. Suddenly you hear branches snap behind you. You turn around in shock and see a not-too-tall person standing there. You instinctively try to run away, but your body won't obey you! You see the girl coming your way and your body only knows one appropriate response:

You fall to your knees and can only say these words: "I am your servant." With a smile, the girl comes closer and you just look at the floor, ashamed and above all confused. You hear her fingers snap and suddenly it all comes back to you: you know every detail of what happened again. "This was just a small demonstration..." she begins while you can only see her feet on the floor in front of you. "...from what I can. You are mine from now on. Your submission is now almost complete." Hearing these words from this perfect girl makes you go so crazy. "Follow me now" she says with her on the one hand gentle and yet so dominant way.

Some time later you find yourself in her apartment again, she even allowed you to get dressed again. You now find yourself in a position that you never thought possible, but which arouses you so much. You kneel in front of her bed while she sits on the bed. She snaps her fingers and you get hard/wet as if by pressing a button. "Your mind and your body already belong to me. Now you will also lay your soul at my feet." Nothing is more your wish than this. Automatically all you can say is "My soul will be yours".

"Do you know voodoo magic?" she says as she walks to her bedside table and pulls something out. Around her neck she wears this hypnotic necklace that makes you relax every time you look at her. "Get ready for an experience." she says with a grin. Now you can also see what she got out of the bedside table: a pink dildo! With her hypnotic voice she starts to manipulate you again: "This dildo is connected to your genital area. If I touch it, you will feel it. If I rub it, you will feel it. You will have an orgasm without me or you touch yourself. This orgasm will make you mine."

You are still fully clothed, but just the fact that this girl - no, your mistress - is holding this dildo makes you so aroused. With every second that passes, the urge to touch each other increases. But you can't: because a good slave must obey. In the meantime she also got some lube out of the drawer and dribbles it onto the dildo.

Just the sight of it already drives you crazy. "I know you want me to touch that dildo. Touch you. But I want to see you beg. I want you to show me how helpless you are without me!" Out of pure instinct you start begging desperately, which only arouses you even more. You even start kissing the floor. Your goddess just giggles, which reminds you of your place: you are her slave. You must serve her. After a few minutes you look up at her and you see her wrap her perfect hand around the dildo and slowly move it up and down. And it actually works:

You feel her perfect hand in your intimate area. It feels like you could cum any second, but it's not. You can no longer come without your goddess' permission. This makes you despair even more, but now you begin to understand: you need this magical girl in your life to control you. "I love playing with you like that. Getting you on the edge. Not letting you come." A simple snap of her fingers would be enough to make you feel the best orgasm of your life. You think about it and against all odds it happens: she snaps her fingers, you explode so hard you just black out. "You are mine now my slave." Are the last words you hear from her before it all goes dark.

It has been a few months since that day. Since then your life has changed completely. You now live with your mistress at home. Of course you are not allowed to sleep in her bed - because that is not a slave's right - but you have your little dog basket in the living room. You spend every day working for your Mistress, helping her in the best possible way and worshipping her perfect body.

You only exist to serve her. You can't keep up with all the orgasms you have every day. Your life is shrouded in a fog of lust, obedience and devotion. You love this life - just like your mistress.

End of "📄Hypnotic story: The letter" (or maybe not...?)