Chapter 1: Introduction
"Holly shit it actually worked."
"She's hypnotized."
"Alright, now Cloe we are your masters, understood?"
"Yes, Master." ~ WTF? Why can't I move? what am I saying?~
"Lay her on the desk, Spread your legs Cloe."
"Yes, Master." ~ Nooo Stooppp! ~
"She looks upset, hey Rob max out the setting."
"Sure thing."
** Turns up control **.
~ whaa.... I can't thiinnn..kk ~
" Perfect, that's the blank expression we want to see. What are you Cloe?"
"A mindless plaything, Master."
"Good girl."
~ I am a mindless toy. A doll for your desires. I exist only to serve you, my masters. Take me, do with me as you please. I am a plaything, not a person. My body is yours to use, my thoughts and feelings are irrelevant. I am nothing more than a tool for your pleasure. "
The guys laughed, high on the power they held over her. They began to touch her, to explore her body, to test her limits. She didn't resist, she couldn't. She was just a puppet, a mindless doll, and they were the ones pulling the strings.
"You like this don't you, slut?" one of them whispered in her ear. ~ I am nothing more than a sex object, a vessel for your lust. I have no will of my own. I am a plaything, not a person, I am just a 19-year-old sex doll and I love it.
I am here for the pleasure of these handsome men, they can do whatever they want with me, and I will be their willing participant. I am their mindless plaything, and I am happy to be so. I am Sarah, but tonight I am a slave, a sex toy, a submissive. I am here for the taking, and I will give them everything they desire.
They continue to undress me, to touch me, to explore every inch of my body. I am theirs, and they are mine. I am their plaything, and they are my masters. I am their property, and I will do whatever they command of me. I am here to fulfill their every desire, and I will be happy to do so.
They take me to the bed, and I lay there, waiting for them to take me. I am theirs, and I am ready to be claimed.
But as they move towards me, something within me snaps. This isn't right. I can't let them control me like this. I need to fight back.
"stop"
"damb shes waking up Rob why dont we turn on the happy trance setting?"
"good idea"
** turns on **
~ wha ... I ... I love this, I am their slave I will obey because this is my purpose ~
" Master! I obey, please fuck me however you want."
The boys cheer and take out their cocks, surrounding her. She starts sucking one after another, trying to keep up with their demands.
"You're such a good little slave, Cloe." One of them grunts as she takes him deep into her throat. "Suck it harder."
She does as she's told, feeling her body move on its own accord. It's as if she's outside of herself, watching from afar as she pleasures these men. She wonders if this is what it feels like to be truly mindless, to give in to the desires of others without any thought for herself.
It's terrifying and exhilarating all at the same time.
"Take our cum and lick it off the ground!" one of the boys demands, and she finds herself obeying without hesitation.
The taste is salty and bitter, but she doesn't care. She's their slave, their plaything, and she'll do whatever they ask of her.
As she laps at the sticky substance on the floor, she can feel their eyes on her, watching her every move. She's never felt so exposed, so vulnerable. And yet, at the same time, she's never felt so alive.
She can feel her body tingling with pleasure, her pussy wet with desire. She wants them, all of them. She wants to feel their cocks inside her, to be filled up and used by them.
She's their slave, their plaything, and she wants to give them everything they desire.
"Slave, get on your knees and beg for my piss," one of the boys commands.
"Please, Master! I beg of you, let me taste your golden nectar. I need it to survive." Sarah's mind is in turmoil, she's lost in a haze of pleasure and fear. She knows she shouldn't want this, but her body betrays her.
"Good girl." The boy in front of her grins and pulls out his cock. Sarah opens her mouth, sticking out her tongue, ready to receive him. But just as he's about to piss, the door to the classroom opens.
A woman walks in, she's dressed in a suit and her hair is pulled back in a tight bun. Sarah feels a flicker of hope, maybe she'll save her.
"What's going on here?" The woman asks, looking around the room at the boys with disgust.
Rob points the hypno device at the woman, a wicked grin spreading across his face. "You're next, sweetheart," the woman's eyes glaze over.
"She's under our control now,"
"Why don't you two playthings play with each other? Yeah, give us a show!"
Rob urged, waving the remote at Sarah and the hypnotized teacher.
Sarah's mind was racing. She couldn't believe what was happening. She had never been attracted to women before, let alone a teacher. But now, under the power of the hypnosis, she couldn't help but feel a strong desire for this woman.
"Come on, Cloe, don't be shy." The teacher purred, moving closer to Sarah. "I know you want me."
Sarah's heart was pounding in her chest as the teacher leaned in to kiss her. She closed her eyes and allowed herself to be swept away by the sensation of the woman's lips on hers. It was strange, but also incredibly exciting. She had never felt this way before, and she couldn't deny that she was enjoying it.
But she knew that it wasn't real, that she was only feeling this way because of the hypnosis. She tried to push the thought away, to focus on the moment, but it was impossible. She couldn't shake the feeling that she was being taken advantage of, that she was being used for the pleasure of these boys.
Rob activated the 'happy trance' mode, and Sarah felt a wave of euphoria wash over her. She couldn't help but smile, her worries and fears melting away. She was theirs, and they were hers. She was happy, truly happy for the first time in a long time.
"Master, I am so happy to be your plaything." She said, her voice filled with genuine affection.
The boys cheered, high-fiving each other as they continued to use her body for their own pleasure.
"Come on, Cloe, kiss her!" one of them shouted, and Sarah found herself obeying without hesitation. She leaned in and pressed her lips to the teacher's, feeling a surge of excitement as she did so.
The boys watched, entranced, as the two women kissed passionately, their hands roaming over each other's bodies. "Yeah, that's it, make out while we fuck you!" one of them yelled, and Sarah felt a shiver run down her spine. She had never been so turned on in her entire life.
Sarah's body was on fire, and she could feel herself getting closer and closer to the edge. She wanted to scream, to beg for more, but all she could do was moan softly and whisper, "Yes, Master."
The boys grinned at each other, knowing that they had complete control over her. "That's right, Cloe," one of them said. "You're our little onahole now. You exist only to please us."
Sarah's mind was reeling. She knew that she should be scared, that she should be fighting back. But instead, she found herself sinking deeper and deeper into the hypnotic haze that the boys had created. She was theirs now, body and soul.