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"So how have you enjoyed the process of hypnosis Summer?" he asked.
The question was so incongruous that bemusement tugged the corners of her lips, her brows rising slightly.
"That's a strange question Mark. How have I enjoyed the process of hypnosis? I've never experienced it, so I wouldn't have the foggiest idea what you're talking about."
Summer had been delighting in getting to know Mark, their weekly catch up and coffee becoming something that she looked forward to. There was no pretense, no affectation of what it was, no overt sexual overtone. That wasn't to say there wasn't a flirtatious undertone, and there was quite obviously the sparkle of attraction both ways, but their coffee dates were never reduced to the bawdy courtship ritual of some of her other suitors. Everything had progressed pleasantly, right up until the odd question that he'd just uttered.
"Oh of course, how silly of me," he replied. "You still think we're sitting in the coffee shop down the street."
The comment was just so out of place that she was having a hard time grappling with it in her head.
"Mark, you're being a dick," she said.
"You'll call me Daddy from now on," he whispered.
"My apologies Daddy. What I meant to say was 'Daddy you're being a dick.'"
Had she just called him Daddy? Had he just told her to?! What the hell was going on? One moment she was enjoying a coffee with a charming, charismatic gentleman, the next she was engaging in a very confusing conversation indeed.
"Daddy," she said.
"Yes Princess?"
"Why am I calling you Daddy?"
"Well Princess, over the last few months I've been very subtly and carefully weaving some suggestive hypnosis techniques into our conversations. Just a little bit at a time, so it's happening without you even having to concentrate on it."
Summer's rational brain was reeling. Was he serious? Suggestive techniques? It made no sense. Surely it was impossible to hypnotise someone in a coffee shop. Why would you even try it in the first place? She was fairly sure that that she would have noticed someone removing her free will. She was ready to give him a serve. A piece of her mind before she stormed out onto the street. But the words wouldn't form in her mouth like she wanted. Instead of a curt goodbye, she found herself saying;
"Tell me more please Daddy?" she asked
"Sure Princess. After the first few times of meeting at the coffee shop, I brought you back to my place, but I let you believe that we were still there."
Scarcely able to comprehend what he was saying, she looked around the familiar surrounds of her favourite café, only to find herself in a spacious, opulent lounge room. Where there had been a coffee machine and counter was a white marble bar. Her usual chair facing the window was a soft, comfortable chaise, on which she reclined, totally naked. Mark sat on a couch directly opposite her, with the same soft grey suit he'd been wearing when they met half an hour ago. But even though he was dressed the same, there now something undeniably more sexy about him. Despite her incomprehension at the events taking place, inside her there was a definitive tingle of something much more intense than flirtatious undertone.
"Then, as you sunk deeper, I helped you see that you didn't to wear clothes while you were here,"
His voice was a low purr now, the sound of it creating very delightful sensations all through her. Nonetheless she had to get away from this, and fast. She went to move, to jump off the chaise and run, but found she was unable to move her arms or legs. Looking down she expected to see that she was restrained in some way, but she sat completely unfettered.
"You'll find that you're becoming aroused as we chat more. You're already dripping wet, and you're nipples are hard and aching."
Even as he spoke she could feel the unmistakable swelling inside her pussy, the action forcing a dribble of wetness to slip from her and down towards her arse. Her nipples, she saw were hard and straining.
"I'll explain a few more things, but first I need you to SPREAD." The final word was uttered with a different tone and power. To Summer's horror her thighs parted and her knees pulled back towards her chest. Even more disturbing was how the way he smiled in appreciation made her feel. She found herself wishing she could spread herself even wider for him, to please him, to make him smile even more. She felt like she was on fire, like this moment had followed hours of hot foreplay, not the revelations of this incursion of her will. Her pussy twitched and tingled and ached and the undeniable scent of her arousal reached her nose. The muscles in her arse contracted involuntarily and she longed to be touched there. There was a tightness low down in her belly, the sort that always foretold an earth-shattering orgasm.
Summer tried desperately to hold onto rational thought. She fought to keep her mind clear, but each passing second was eroding clarity and replacing it with the overwhelming need to be Daddy's good little girl. To worship Daddy's cock. To be Daddy's perfect little slut, Daddy's fuck toy...
She threw her head from side to side, trying to shake those ridiculous ideas out of her mind. But even as she tried she felt sanity slipping through her grasp like wet sand.
"I now control you Princess. The process of hypnosis means that your mind belongs to me. I can use trigger words to make your body do whatever I please. For instance, if I say 'FUCKED'," he spoke the word in the same tone with which he said 'spread'. The effect was staggering and instantaneous. Her pussy immediately felt like she was being penetrated by a thick hard cock. Long smooth strokes felt as though they were sliding in and out of her dripping hole. It was exquisite. She threw her had back and cried out in lust and pleasure. The need to make sense dropped away further as she gave in to the sensation of being fucked by an invisible cock. Sweat glistened on her skin while inside her cunt convulsed and spasmed deliciously.
He whispered something and the sensation stopped. With mascara streaking down her face she looked at her captor pleading in her eyes.
"Daddy, please make it start again! Please!"
Summer found that she was able to move her arms and legs by herself again, but where minutes ago she would have been running for the door, now she only wanted to experience the pleasure again. She hooked her hands behind her knees, fingers finding her lips and spreading and kneading them for him.
"How about this instead? ANAL."
Instantly she had a similar experience, but this time it felt like the most perfectly sized phallus was sliding deliciously into her tight little arse. Her muscles relaxed and opened as the phantom instrument invaded her, again convulsing and shuddering with pleasure.
Summer was in ecstasy. She loved anal sex, though the process of preparation meant it was only enjoyed very occasionally. This felt like she'd been warmed up and prepared for hours, before the perfect shaped and sized penis filled her. As before, she was fucked with smooth easy strokes, and with her eyes rolling back into her head, she rode the sensation on a wave of bliss.
"DOUBLE." His voice seemed far away now, but as soon as he uttered the word, her dripping cunt was once again full. Her brain told her she was now being fucked in both holes simultaneously. She'd never felt anything like it.
The pleasure was indescribable. She was reaching new heights of arousal and sensation that should have long ago triggered a heart-stopping orgasm. It was just there, she realised, and she tried to grasp it so she could explode into a billion pieces.
"Not until I let you Princess," came Daddy's voice.
She hadn't been aware that she'd even spoken, but realised the whimpering and pleading were coming from her own mouth, begging to come.
"You won't be able to come until I give you permission," he growled.
Summer howled in frustration and lust.
"Here's what we're going to do. You're going to suck Daddy's cock. When you feel his come shoot down your slutty throat, it'll feel so hot that you'll be able to let go and orgasm."
"Oh yes Daddy! Thank you, I want to suck your cock so badly, I want to taste you and please you and make you come Daddy!"
She eagerly scrambled forward as he positioned himself in front of her, his cock sticking out of the front of his pants, rock hard and pulsing.
While the phantom cocks continued to stroke inside her, she wrapped her waiting lips around the head of his penis. It felt amazing, like the most delicious thing she'd ever put in her mouth, and she took her time lavishing it with her lips and tongue.
"CLIT," he commanded.
Already at the outer limits of her pleasure, she nearly passed out as her clitoris began to tingle by itself, as though an intense vibrator was barely resting on it. She cried out and sucked more urgently at his swollen shaft. She was aware that her thoughts were coming to her more clearly now, and she knew that she had to make Daddy shoot his hot spunk in her mouth. She managed to struggle onto her knees so she could grab a hold of him properly. Even as she moved the pressure and sensation of the cocks inside her changed, causing her vision to become cloudy with the intensity of it.
She began to stroke his cock with both hands while her mouth devoured the head. She could feel his balls tightening and his cock swelled even more. Each stroke of her hand was now being matched by the sensations in her cunt and arse, so she worked him even harder than before.
"You're such a good girl Princess," his gasped.
His words elicited fresh contractions inside her, pushing her like a hyperbolic curve closer to release.
"Such a perfect little slut..." he groaned as he grabbed the back of her head and slammed his cock into her mouth. Then he was erupting. As the first stream of seed hit the back of her throat, Summer's world exploded into unimaginable ecstasy. It was an orgasm of such ferocity that she lost consciousness for the briefest moment. Her body shook, right to her very core. She kept her mouth firmly secured around the head of his cock, drinking his essence as though she needed it to survive. A dribble of his come slid down her cheek, but she caught it with her fingers and greedily swallowed it.
As she slumped back onto the chaise as the molten pleasure continued to surge through her. The thrusting inside had ceased, but there was still a gentle tingle in her clit. The ability to control her thoughts had returned, although they were slow and hazy in the aftermath of her climax.
"Mark, what have you done to me?" She regarded him through heavily lidded eyes. She wanted to hate him and hit him and report him, but while the sensations still pulsed through her, she couldn't seem to summon the conviction to.
"First, let me ask you a question," he said. She said nothing in return.
"Did you enjoy that?"
"Y-yes..." she whispered and closed her eyes. She hated that she had just been manipulated without her control or consent, yet at the same time it was beyond anything she'd ever experienced.
"I've programmed you, Summer, so that you will be able to feel and experience things beyond your comprehension. I've created a space where all I have to do is whisper a word and you'll be opened up to unimaginable pleasure. You can come and go as you please, but when you return here, you belong to me. Your body, your mind, everything. You'll only orgasm when I give you permission, and trust me when I say that there will be times when you will beg and beg and beg and I'll deny you."
As he spoke she closed her eyes again. Even now the echoes and whispers of what she'd just been through rippled through her. She knew that she was ruined. Though she could get up and leave, she would always come back. To prove his point he whispered 'CLIT'. She curled up into a ball as the tingles shivered through her still rock-hard clitoris.
"NIPPLES," he purred and she moaned as the sensation of electricity bolted from both nipples to her pussy and back again. Already her pussy was flooding again, she could feel wetness seeping back into her engorged folds. She rolled onto her back, letting her legs fall open before him. The small part of her brain still thinking rationally knew this was submission.
After the shock of the first onslaught of pleasure, this second time she was able to relax into the process. Her brain was telling her that fingers where gently rubbing then pinching her nipples, something that always turned her on.
"Fuck me," she whispered. Her hips were rising and falling with need.
"What are the magic words?" he replied, the delight clear in his voice.
"Please fuck me Daddy..." her voice barely audible.
"Louder Princess."
"Please fuck me Daddy. Please fuck your good little slut."
She was scandalised at hearing the words coming from her mouth, but she didn't care.
"FUCKED," he said and immediately her pussy felt like there was a thick cock filling her.
"Oh fuuuuuuuuuck," she moaned. Her brain was filled with messages that had no right to be transmitted. The muscles inside her undulated and contracted around the invisible cock. She writhed and gripped the edges of the chaise.
"Who's my good little whore?" he crooned.
"I am Daddy, I'm your whore Daddy, thank you for fucking me!" She had never uttered anything like that in her life, but the doing so served to drive her even wilder.
"HARD," he whispered.
The sensation changed, and her cunt spasmed with increased urgency, like she was being pounded into. Her speech dissolved into a babble of filthy words while she thrashed about. She was loving this now, all propriety and resistance abandoned. She could feel wetness flowing freely from her, staining his lovely couch.
"Would you like to come again Princess?"
"Oooooh yes please Daddy!"
"I'm going to let you come today because you've been such a GOOD GIRL."
At these words a new wave of pleasure rolled through her and she teetered at the edge of climax. It was unlike anything she'd felt thus far, like the rush of coming up on a pill. Her back arched and she sat up and watched him with a****l lust in her eyes.
"COME for me Princess," he growled.
If it was possible the second climax was far stronger than the first. She swooned with abandon, from her lips came a moan of pure release. She came and came and came, her body rising and falling with the waves that washed through her.
Her hair was a mess, her breathing ragged, but despite herself, Summer began to laugh. What an absolutely ludicrous situation this was. She'd been hypnotised against her will and been humiliated because of what Mark had done to her. She'd also just had the best sex of her life and he'd hardly touched her. It was ridiculous, but already she knew that she'd be back to see her new Daddy...
The question was so incongruous that bemusement tugged the corners of her lips, her brows rising slightly.
"That's a strange question Mark. How have I enjoyed the process of hypnosis? I've never experienced it, so I wouldn't have the foggiest idea what you're talking about."
Summer had been delighting in getting to know Mark, their weekly catch up and coffee becoming something that she looked forward to. There was no pretense, no affectation of what it was, no overt sexual overtone. That wasn't to say there wasn't a flirtatious undertone, and there was quite obviously the sparkle of attraction both ways, but their coffee dates were never reduced to the bawdy courtship ritual of some of her other suitors. Everything had progressed pleasantly, right up until the odd question that he'd just uttered.
"Oh of course, how silly of me," he replied. "You still think we're sitting in the coffee shop down the street."
The comment was just so out of place that she was having a hard time grappling with it in her head.
"Mark, you're being a dick," she said.
"You'll call me Daddy from now on," he whispered.
"My apologies Daddy. What I meant to say was 'Daddy you're being a dick.'"
Had she just called him Daddy? Had he just told her to?! What the hell was going on? One moment she was enjoying a coffee with a charming, charismatic gentleman, the next she was engaging in a very confusing conversation indeed.
"Daddy," she said.
"Yes Princess?"
"Why am I calling you Daddy?"
"Well Princess, over the last few months I've been very subtly and carefully weaving some suggestive hypnosis techniques into our conversations. Just a little bit at a time, so it's happening without you even having to concentrate on it."
Summer's rational brain was reeling. Was he serious? Suggestive techniques? It made no sense. Surely it was impossible to hypnotise someone in a coffee shop. Why would you even try it in the first place? She was fairly sure that that she would have noticed someone removing her free will. She was ready to give him a serve. A piece of her mind before she stormed out onto the street. But the words wouldn't form in her mouth like she wanted. Instead of a curt goodbye, she found herself saying;
"Tell me more please Daddy?" she asked
"Sure Princess. After the first few times of meeting at the coffee shop, I brought you back to my place, but I let you believe that we were still there."
Scarcely able to comprehend what he was saying, she looked around the familiar surrounds of her favourite café, only to find herself in a spacious, opulent lounge room. Where there had been a coffee machine and counter was a white marble bar. Her usual chair facing the window was a soft, comfortable chaise, on which she reclined, totally naked. Mark sat on a couch directly opposite her, with the same soft grey suit he'd been wearing when they met half an hour ago. But even though he was dressed the same, there now something undeniably more sexy about him. Despite her incomprehension at the events taking place, inside her there was a definitive tingle of something much more intense than flirtatious undertone.
"Then, as you sunk deeper, I helped you see that you didn't to wear clothes while you were here,"
His voice was a low purr now, the sound of it creating very delightful sensations all through her. Nonetheless she had to get away from this, and fast. She went to move, to jump off the chaise and run, but found she was unable to move her arms or legs. Looking down she expected to see that she was restrained in some way, but she sat completely unfettered.
"You'll find that you're becoming aroused as we chat more. You're already dripping wet, and you're nipples are hard and aching."
Even as he spoke she could feel the unmistakable swelling inside her pussy, the action forcing a dribble of wetness to slip from her and down towards her arse. Her nipples, she saw were hard and straining.
"I'll explain a few more things, but first I need you to SPREAD." The final word was uttered with a different tone and power. To Summer's horror her thighs parted and her knees pulled back towards her chest. Even more disturbing was how the way he smiled in appreciation made her feel. She found herself wishing she could spread herself even wider for him, to please him, to make him smile even more. She felt like she was on fire, like this moment had followed hours of hot foreplay, not the revelations of this incursion of her will. Her pussy twitched and tingled and ached and the undeniable scent of her arousal reached her nose. The muscles in her arse contracted involuntarily and she longed to be touched there. There was a tightness low down in her belly, the sort that always foretold an earth-shattering orgasm.
Summer tried desperately to hold onto rational thought. She fought to keep her mind clear, but each passing second was eroding clarity and replacing it with the overwhelming need to be Daddy's good little girl. To worship Daddy's cock. To be Daddy's perfect little slut, Daddy's fuck toy...
She threw her head from side to side, trying to shake those ridiculous ideas out of her mind. But even as she tried she felt sanity slipping through her grasp like wet sand.
"I now control you Princess. The process of hypnosis means that your mind belongs to me. I can use trigger words to make your body do whatever I please. For instance, if I say 'FUCKED'," he spoke the word in the same tone with which he said 'spread'. The effect was staggering and instantaneous. Her pussy immediately felt like she was being penetrated by a thick hard cock. Long smooth strokes felt as though they were sliding in and out of her dripping hole. It was exquisite. She threw her had back and cried out in lust and pleasure. The need to make sense dropped away further as she gave in to the sensation of being fucked by an invisible cock. Sweat glistened on her skin while inside her cunt convulsed and spasmed deliciously.
He whispered something and the sensation stopped. With mascara streaking down her face she looked at her captor pleading in her eyes.
"Daddy, please make it start again! Please!"
Summer found that she was able to move her arms and legs by herself again, but where minutes ago she would have been running for the door, now she only wanted to experience the pleasure again. She hooked her hands behind her knees, fingers finding her lips and spreading and kneading them for him.
"How about this instead? ANAL."
Instantly she had a similar experience, but this time it felt like the most perfectly sized phallus was sliding deliciously into her tight little arse. Her muscles relaxed and opened as the phantom instrument invaded her, again convulsing and shuddering with pleasure.
Summer was in ecstasy. She loved anal sex, though the process of preparation meant it was only enjoyed very occasionally. This felt like she'd been warmed up and prepared for hours, before the perfect shaped and sized penis filled her. As before, she was fucked with smooth easy strokes, and with her eyes rolling back into her head, she rode the sensation on a wave of bliss.
"DOUBLE." His voice seemed far away now, but as soon as he uttered the word, her dripping cunt was once again full. Her brain told her she was now being fucked in both holes simultaneously. She'd never felt anything like it.
The pleasure was indescribable. She was reaching new heights of arousal and sensation that should have long ago triggered a heart-stopping orgasm. It was just there, she realised, and she tried to grasp it so she could explode into a billion pieces.
"Not until I let you Princess," came Daddy's voice.
She hadn't been aware that she'd even spoken, but realised the whimpering and pleading were coming from her own mouth, begging to come.
"You won't be able to come until I give you permission," he growled.
Summer howled in frustration and lust.
"Here's what we're going to do. You're going to suck Daddy's cock. When you feel his come shoot down your slutty throat, it'll feel so hot that you'll be able to let go and orgasm."
"Oh yes Daddy! Thank you, I want to suck your cock so badly, I want to taste you and please you and make you come Daddy!"
She eagerly scrambled forward as he positioned himself in front of her, his cock sticking out of the front of his pants, rock hard and pulsing.
While the phantom cocks continued to stroke inside her, she wrapped her waiting lips around the head of his penis. It felt amazing, like the most delicious thing she'd ever put in her mouth, and she took her time lavishing it with her lips and tongue.
"CLIT," he commanded.
Already at the outer limits of her pleasure, she nearly passed out as her clitoris began to tingle by itself, as though an intense vibrator was barely resting on it. She cried out and sucked more urgently at his swollen shaft. She was aware that her thoughts were coming to her more clearly now, and she knew that she had to make Daddy shoot his hot spunk in her mouth. She managed to struggle onto her knees so she could grab a hold of him properly. Even as she moved the pressure and sensation of the cocks inside her changed, causing her vision to become cloudy with the intensity of it.
She began to stroke his cock with both hands while her mouth devoured the head. She could feel his balls tightening and his cock swelled even more. Each stroke of her hand was now being matched by the sensations in her cunt and arse, so she worked him even harder than before.
"You're such a good girl Princess," his gasped.
His words elicited fresh contractions inside her, pushing her like a hyperbolic curve closer to release.
"Such a perfect little slut..." he groaned as he grabbed the back of her head and slammed his cock into her mouth. Then he was erupting. As the first stream of seed hit the back of her throat, Summer's world exploded into unimaginable ecstasy. It was an orgasm of such ferocity that she lost consciousness for the briefest moment. Her body shook, right to her very core. She kept her mouth firmly secured around the head of his cock, drinking his essence as though she needed it to survive. A dribble of his come slid down her cheek, but she caught it with her fingers and greedily swallowed it.
As she slumped back onto the chaise as the molten pleasure continued to surge through her. The thrusting inside had ceased, but there was still a gentle tingle in her clit. The ability to control her thoughts had returned, although they were slow and hazy in the aftermath of her climax.
"Mark, what have you done to me?" She regarded him through heavily lidded eyes. She wanted to hate him and hit him and report him, but while the sensations still pulsed through her, she couldn't seem to summon the conviction to.
"First, let me ask you a question," he said. She said nothing in return.
"Did you enjoy that?"
"Y-yes..." she whispered and closed her eyes. She hated that she had just been manipulated without her control or consent, yet at the same time it was beyond anything she'd ever experienced.
"I've programmed you, Summer, so that you will be able to feel and experience things beyond your comprehension. I've created a space where all I have to do is whisper a word and you'll be opened up to unimaginable pleasure. You can come and go as you please, but when you return here, you belong to me. Your body, your mind, everything. You'll only orgasm when I give you permission, and trust me when I say that there will be times when you will beg and beg and beg and I'll deny you."
As he spoke she closed her eyes again. Even now the echoes and whispers of what she'd just been through rippled through her. She knew that she was ruined. Though she could get up and leave, she would always come back. To prove his point he whispered 'CLIT'. She curled up into a ball as the tingles shivered through her still rock-hard clitoris.
"NIPPLES," he purred and she moaned as the sensation of electricity bolted from both nipples to her pussy and back again. Already her pussy was flooding again, she could feel wetness seeping back into her engorged folds. She rolled onto her back, letting her legs fall open before him. The small part of her brain still thinking rationally knew this was submission.
After the shock of the first onslaught of pleasure, this second time she was able to relax into the process. Her brain was telling her that fingers where gently rubbing then pinching her nipples, something that always turned her on.
"Fuck me," she whispered. Her hips were rising and falling with need.
"What are the magic words?" he replied, the delight clear in his voice.
"Please fuck me Daddy..." her voice barely audible.
"Louder Princess."
"Please fuck me Daddy. Please fuck your good little slut."
She was scandalised at hearing the words coming from her mouth, but she didn't care.
"FUCKED," he said and immediately her pussy felt like there was a thick cock filling her.
"Oh fuuuuuuuuuck," she moaned. Her brain was filled with messages that had no right to be transmitted. The muscles inside her undulated and contracted around the invisible cock. She writhed and gripped the edges of the chaise.
"Who's my good little whore?" he crooned.
"I am Daddy, I'm your whore Daddy, thank you for fucking me!" She had never uttered anything like that in her life, but the doing so served to drive her even wilder.
"HARD," he whispered.
The sensation changed, and her cunt spasmed with increased urgency, like she was being pounded into. Her speech dissolved into a babble of filthy words while she thrashed about. She was loving this now, all propriety and resistance abandoned. She could feel wetness flowing freely from her, staining his lovely couch.
"Would you like to come again Princess?"
"Oooooh yes please Daddy!"
"I'm going to let you come today because you've been such a GOOD GIRL."
At these words a new wave of pleasure rolled through her and she teetered at the edge of climax. It was unlike anything she'd felt thus far, like the rush of coming up on a pill. Her back arched and she sat up and watched him with a****l lust in her eyes.
"COME for me Princess," he growled.
If it was possible the second climax was far stronger than the first. She swooned with abandon, from her lips came a moan of pure release. She came and came and came, her body rising and falling with the waves that washed through her.
Her hair was a mess, her breathing ragged, but despite herself, Summer began to laugh. What an absolutely ludicrous situation this was. She'd been hypnotised against her will and been humiliated because of what Mark had done to her. She'd also just had the best sex of her life and he'd hardly touched her. It was ridiculous, but already she knew that she'd be back to see her new Daddy...
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