yamaboshi | ( open hypnosis thirst..... )

how?

01 induction. a comfortable place, a confident touch, and all the right words to take you under. deep breath in, deep breath out, just lie back for the plain flavor, no gimmicks or special powers involved.
02 the prop box. that's not enough? then how about a spinning spiral, or a swinging pocket watch, a coin or a candle, a flickering candle, that's right, just look at the flame, watch the flame closely, watch it dance in front of your eyes and relax, just relax...
03 simply powerful. deep and hypnotic eyes, a strong and commanding voice, their comforting and soothing touch; that person has more than talent - they have the power to bring you completely under their control, and there is no way to resist... at least not forever.
04 magic! a spell to control your body, a potion to command your mind, an artifact to destroy your will. you might have been enchanted, or even cursed. maybe it was an accident, a lesson gone wrong. whatever it was, it's time for a magical trance!
05 science! death rays are so last season, hypno rays are all the rage these days! and did you hear about that new drug that makes you 89% more suggestible to everything you're told? apparently they can even insert a chip into your brain and-- you know, why don't you see the miracle of science for yourself?
06 other. combine, change, roll again, or try something else entirely.

why?

01 therapy something you want to remember? something you'd like to forget? quit smoking, eat healthier, be the best you you can be. whatever your reason, whatever your method, your subconsciousness needs a spring cleaning to improve your life.
02 in good fun you're really looking forward to this! it's a show, it's a party, or maybe it's just the two of you trying something new. entertaining, relaxing, maybe even hot and steamy. kick back, and enjoy the experience.
03 part of the job the latest corporate drug, another monster preying on people's minds, the third alien artifact you dug up this week. you've run into this before, and you will run into it again. but maybe this time is different. maybe this time something went wrong...
04 part of a scheme you don't want this, but somebody else begs to differ. maybe it's as harmless as a prank to make you cluck like a chicken whenever they say your name. or maybe it's as bad as a plot to make you their obedient servant forever. only they know, but for better or worse, you're about to find out.
05 an accident a vacant stare into that magical mirror, blank faces after a gas leak, sparks flying in the wrong direction and suddenly you find yourself chanting 'yes, master' over and over again? looks like somebody was too careless. sure, nobody meant for this to happen, but it did, and now you have to deal with the side-effects.
06 other. combine, change, roll again, or try something else entirely.

what?

01 relaxation. all you want is to unwind, switch off, forget about your stress and worries for a while. close your eyes, you'll wake up feeling so refreshed. that is, unless somebody goes a little overboard with that happy and vacant smile...
02 transformation. bark like a dog. moo like a cow. put on this apron, you are the maid now. you're a robot, you're just a doll, you are the president of the world, an adorable baby, the perfect boyfriend- you are something or somebody you weren't before.
03 personality change. people don't change? we'll see about that! there must be some way to make you more assertive, less anxious, more honest, less unruly. maybe something could even change your evil ways! or your good ones, for that matter...
04 submission. this one is all about following commands. any commands. any commands. but do they just want to see you dance to their tune once, or will they wash, scrub and bleach your brain until it comes out blank and obedient forever?
05 seduction. maybe it's something sneaky to charm somebody you just met, maybe it's something sexy to spice up your relationship. whatever it is, whatever you do, it's trance time in the bedroom. and it would feel so amazing to take off your clothes for me, wouldn't it?
06 other. combine, change, roll again, or try something else entirely.

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Y-Yes...

[She hears her trembling voice say it before she even realizes she's speaking. She most certainly does not like this! Any of this! ... Except she really does, and that's the worst part. She eagerly perks up at the suggestion of more, and then seems disappointed when she realizes she won't be 'punished' any further.

It's not all bad, though. She gives a whimper that doesn't sound entirely upset at the feeling of Illya's fingers tracing over where she'd spanked her. And of course, when commanded, she readily pulls herself back up to her feet. Part of her wonders how she'll be 'rewarded', even as another part seethes inwardly at her complete inability to not do every little thing Illya commands. ... At being labeled her servant, and being unable to stop going along with it!]

I wonder. Just how turned on down there are you?

[ Fingers run down Marion's side before they reach in between the blonde's legs, tracing across the inner thighs before skipping upwards, right there, just to check. She needs to know just how humiliating this must be for her. ]

[Mercifully, she doesn't find herself answering this question out loud. Because part of her sees exactly where this is going, and that she won't need to answer.

When Illya's touch traces her thighs, Marion softly whimpers, squirming at the touch. Embarrassingly, it's not the squirm of a girl who wishes she could escape. She seems like she's anticipating where this is going, despite how she feels deep down underneath the excitement.

Sure enough, when Illya's touch moves upwards, the evidence is clear. She's shamefully, obviously, wet and eager. And it's all because of what Illya's done with and to her so far.]

So I was right.

[ She smirks, tapping her chin inquisitively. Good on her that she didn't answer, because her body told the entire store in of itself. Illya's finger traces right outside, making sure that it doesn't go inside; there isn't much of a point for that, after all. ]

You probably like that, but... I'm not going to satisfy you at all like this, am I? Because I'm only barely touching you at this point. If you want more, you'll have to beg for it.

[She makes the most plaintive, frustrated whimpers as Illya teases her. She didn't want any of this! Or so she thought... the more Illya tells her what to think, how to feel, the more it all seems to become true.]

P-Please...

[She hears herself speak before she can even think of the words.]

I'll do anything...

[She's not very good at begging. If Illya wants to see her really humiliate herself, she'll have to give further instruction.]

Okay.

[ She's feeling nice today, so she just complies. Marion's been waiting long enough, hasn't she? But of course, she wants to make things worse. Then again, why wouldn't she? ]

Marion. Spread yourself out for me and say these words, "Master, I belong to you forever and ever, so please fuck me."

[ The rudest. Of course, the fact that Illya's eyes are glowing doesn't help at all. It seems that by forcing those words out, she's creating a binding contract. That even if she releases Marion from her hypnosis, she'd be unable to go against her. ]

[It's almost a relief to hear a simple 'Okay'. Begging actually worked! It's still humiliating that this is happening, that she's offering herself to Illya like this, but she can... live with it...

But Illya doesn't give her what she wants yet. Marion can feel that small part of her inside trying to resist, as it slowly sinks into further and further despair. No... no, no, no, no, she won't do this! She can't!

All of that plays in her mind as her body willingly complies with the command, spreading herself out to invite Illya to do whatever she wants to her. She gazes into Illya's eyes, her face blank and vacant despite the terror hidden in her own eyes.]

Master... I belong to you forever and ever...

[NO, THIS ISN'T HAPPENING! This gross pervert lolicon trash, she must really get off on toying with women in childish bodies...

But dammit, a growing part of her is really getting into this. She wants it so bad, she wants to be possessed and taken and humiliated.]

... so please fuck me.

[ Well, yes, she likes toying with Marion. But only because it's her that she would honestly do something like this. Lips curl upwards slightly in a mischievous way before she slowly slips those fingers into the other girl with a smooth motion.

That's what she wanted, didn't she? Then she can finally have it. ]

( open hypnosis thirst..... )

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