4 comments/ 51610 views/ 15 favorites Falling Prey To An Online Hypnotist By: StryWrter7 This is written by me, and can be reproduced for your enjoyment, however not if it is reproduced on an Internet pay site, or any other medium; without compensation for me --- the writer. Summary: Kathy and Ted become subjects of an online hypnotist – with some submissive feelings toward serving him and his sexual urges. My girlfriend Kathy and I were together the for past year. I took her for granted. Then I started noticing a change in her attitude, her demeanor and her dress. She and I were both smart, successful as we worked toward our PhD. But now, she was giggling a lot, wearing much more revealing clothes, and saying that she didn't 'need to think'. My curiosity began to grow. I always had trusted her, but now, I wondered if she was being faithful to me. We we're not married; we found that to be an outdated form of control of one party over the other. But when you've had a girlfriend for a while – you want to think she is only for you! Was I ever in for a surprise of how her life changed and how it then affected mine so heavily. My blue-eyed blonde haired princess was starting to act a little dim, and suddenly paying a lot more attention to her looks. While I liked the shorter more revealing clothes, and her finger twirling in her hair when she was 'trying to think' it wasn't what I had fell in love with in the beginning of our relationship. In bed, she was certainly more receptive to oral sex. I had not been one to press her for it, but suddenly she was more anxious to start the ball rolling. For the longest time, I couldn't quite put my finger on what was causing this change. Then one night I woke up in bed alone, and went looking for her. Kathy was sitting at the computer, with ear-phones on and watching some sort of program on the screen. With spirals, flashes, bits of pictures that went by way too fast for me to acknowledge I wondered if this was part of the change I was seeing. So I quietly watched behind her. I could then see the words appear then disappear on the screen 'obey', 'submit', 'suck', were some that I noticed and could read from my vantage point. Even her name flashed on the screen with commands to accept the programming. I was amazed. Could this sinister program be affecting my girl? I went back to bed but couldn't go to sleep, and after an hour Kathy returned to bed and I rolled over as if I just woke up. "What's up honey?" I asked. "Nothing, just got up to go to the bathroom," Kathy replied. That is when I knew I had to check this computer out. For ten minutes, I had stood there watching her view the screen – and had laid in bed for another hour, and she nonchalantly responds as if she had not been away for any length of time. I didn't want to accuse her of any wrong doing, lest she defend herself with a lie. No, I was going about this scientifically, I would find out what and who is behind this. So the next day when she was away teaching her grad students, I explored her computer. I checked her emails, but found nothing out of the ordinary, just the boring kind of daily chat she had with her friends, usually complaining about one thing or another. I then looked at her websites visited, and came across some hypnotism pages. Curiosity they say, killed the cat – and now, I was checking them out. At first, they seemed innocent enough. Then I viewed some that were on the verge of porn. Women tied up in bondage, women sucking on huge cocks, or very wet pussies were part of the themes. I watched it, and laughed to my self as the words streamed across the page telling me to 'relax' and 'not to think' and obviously one word repeated a lot was 'obey'. It was silly. But I watched and learned. I needed to see what she found so interesting before I approach her on this subject. One page needed a password, and not knowing that password – I managed to start at the beginning of the links to discover a new world opening for me. In order to proceed, I had to admit to obeying, or that I was not a man when the response came time for me to enter the next section. I was skeptical to say the least and not totally into the idea of submission to some unknown person writing such garbage. That evening, Kathy acted like she had for the past several weeks: sort of helpless, needy and eager to please. We went to bed, only this time I tried to keep myself from falling completely asleep so I could spy on her again if she got up for the computer. Sure enough, after 35 minutes of her thinking I was asleep, she slinked out of bed and went directly to the computer, putting her ear-phones on so she could listen to the sounds without waking me. This time, I watched from behind her as she started to watch the swirls on the screen. This was more detailed than what I had first seen today, and I wondered just how many different scenarios there were out there for her to watch. After about 10 minutes someone sent her a Internet message and began to converse with her. I slipped off to my closet to get the pair of binoculars so I could read what is being said and who is saying it to her without her realizing that I was watching over her shoulder. A Mr. Samuel was chatting with her, or more precisely talking down to her. He was calling her a slut, and a toy to be played with. He was telling her to obey and she was responding that she would. He told her to stroke her pussy and her hand went to her lap. She typed how she would obey and how she really wanted the juice from his balls. She has never used that expression with me, but for him she was promising to be a good little slut and that she LOVED sucking cock. She had been practicing more and more with pieces of food and on her boyfriend. But she wanted a real man's cock to suck – she wanted his. She wanted a cock that she had to practically gag on to take all the way – and apparently mine she could suck all the way in – without that feeling. I cringed at reading this part of their conversation. I had a respectable sized cock I thought. When it was firm it was a full 6" and pretty thick too. I liked that she was being more oral in bed recently, but now understood why. No one can really say what's in a person's mind when they perform an intimate act with their mate – but you sure hope they are thinking of you when they do it – and not some guy from the computer. I watched for a while as the same things were discussed; her submission to his control and how she wanted to suck his cock, and be a slut for him. I had seen enough, now I needed to find out who this Mr. Samuel was and stop him from trying to steal my girlfriend. So whenever she was going to be away for more than an hour, I would race to her computer and watch the video to learn the program which was installing a submissive attitude in my favorite girl. As I looked for information on this Mr. Samuel, I located some emails and copy's of blogs my Kathy had been a part of: namely, condemning this Mr. Samuel of his treatment of young women. She swelled with hate toward him. She wanted his site taken down, and apparently had gotten a lot of feedback for her actions. Some feedback showed people who were like her – disbelieving that a man would be able to get away with treating a woman the way Mr. Samuel claimed they deserved. By the same token, there were comments and complaints from people 'defending' him – worshiping him, saying how that under their own free will do they support him. They wrote that their lives were better, their attention to detail was better, and their orgasms were fantastic. They mentioned that Mr. Samuel would sometimes forbid them from orgasm till they proved themselves worthy. Once they had obeyed him and done what he wanted – they had the best orgasms of their life. Each time, it seems that submission was the way to pleasure. Kathy wrote about how they were being mistreated – while he 'and his followers' (as she described them) wrote that being tied in erotic ways and fucked was quite exhilarating and that their orgasms were dramatically enhanced. There were lots of attempts to argue with Mr. Samuel, but from my perspective, he seemed to get the best of her. She discussed how he treats women indignantly, and he asks about the last time she had a mind ripping orgasm. He had a skill in turning the conversation around – to where she felt like she was 'missing out' on life because she was prim and proper. He enticed her to feel more – including giving in on bondage, cock sucking, and lesbian acts. This man was baiting her. 'Don't knock if you've never tried it' he wrote her. Lots of the video on his site demeaned women – or used one woman as a dominant and the receiving girl as her slut. In fact, my precious Kathy even talked to me after making love one night about having another woman enjoy our bed with us. That part of the new Kathy sounded pretty interesting, but I still had to do something soon or risk losing her forever. Then I got my break – I had been signing on under her name so that I could get into the sites she was visiting when the Mr. Samuel dude signed on and asked why she was online when she was suppose to be in class right at this moment. Apparently he knew her business schedule. Then he mentioned that today was when they were meeting on our college campus. I feigned forgetfulness and asked where she was suppose to meet again. He answered, and that was all I needed; now I could confront him for real. Twenty minutes later I was at Mr. Samuel's office on campus and not realizing why I was there, he invited me in. I confronted him about Kathy and had him on the ropes, as he stammered out how he was sorry he was about to take advantage of my pretty girlfriend. "You should be ashamed of yourself for putting out such lame website and obvious disrespect for women." I told him how I wanted to reach across the desk and beat him up. "If you mess with her again, I swear I will beat you up till you cry like a little baby" Mr. Samuel tried to compose himself "This was going to be our first meeting, I have not met her before – I swear," and then asked, "just how is it that you discovered her intentions?" "I have been checking out your site, and watching the programming for a month. I just didn't know where to find and stop you! I know about your mind games, and have been just dreaming of the day we meet" I replied. Surprised, Mr. Samuel asked, "You've been 'dreaming' to meet me?" "Yes! Its all I can think about!" I snarled. "You've infected her brain, and I have watched and studied your plan to control her with your trigger phrases. I know all of them by heart." Mr. Samuel looked at me quizzically, "you've watched the video, and the pretty spirals?" "Yes, every chance I got!" I snapped back. Mr. Samuel got a sparkle in his eye – he's never tried his hypnotism on a male before, but hearing Ted confess that he's been watching the programming for a month, dreaming of meeting the hypnotic Master, and noting that he knew all the trigger phrases by heart gave the evil professor an idea. Mr. Samuel touched his computer and it let out a "Bing" sound that frequently is used in the hypnotic online program. He watched Ted's eyes look confused and blank. He hit the key again, and the "Bing" sound was a signal to obey. Ted's shook his head – and tried to gain control of his mind. Another "Bing" was heard – and Mr. Samuel saw the growing bulge of an erection in Ted's pants. "This sound is exciting – it makes your flesh weak!" Mr. Samuel told Ted. Swaying, dizzy and suddenly feeling weak and open to suggestion I meekly answered, "yes, flesh is weak". Mr. Samuel pressed the computer again – this time telling me how much I want to please him, and obey him. "Obey" was all I said. BING .... Mr Samuel hit it again, this time stating, "You're excited but want what I have. You're knees are weak and you can no longer stand. Be a good slut and kneel before me." I wanted to fight back, to fight him but found myself slowly sinking to my knees in his office. Mr. Samuel casually walked over toward me – but still at a safe distance from my reach. Mr. Samuel needed more information "When you dream of me – what comes to your mind?" Just as the online programming had taught me – I replied obediently "Sucking on your cock, and worshiping your balls!" Mr. Samuel was pleased – thrilled in fact and stepped directly in front of me, unzipped his pants and hauled out a long thick flaccid cock. "Tell me – have you ever taken a cock in your mouth before?" "No," I answered. "You feel like a slut, and cock sucking is what sluts do best." Mr. Samuel gleefully stated. "But its what you want – isn't it. You know you need this cock in your mouth!" Mr. Samuel coaxed me. The back of my mind was fuzzy – but it is what I had dreamed of. Sucking a man's cock. Not just any cock – but Master's cock. A Master who can make me feel like a slut and teach me to please him. I admitted, "Yes – I need to please you and show how willing I am to obey by sucking your cock." I was no longer an enraged boyfriend – I was an obedient puppet on a string. "Open your mouth and adore a Man's cock!" Mr. Samuel ordered. I obeyed, and gagged on the thick man's tool. He didn't leave it there long, just enough to see that I wanted it more. "Good Slut – now you can join me and Kathy at the resort I was planning on taking her for the weekend and we'll show her what a good boy you are, and how an obedient slut can serve a man sized cock." He told me more, but I just didn't comprehend it all. I could only focus on the wet dangling cock just inches from my face. I faintly remember his words "And we'll just see who will be crying like a little baby when I show you how much some tight bondage and a crisp whipping of your ass will reduce you to a whimpering girl as Kathy will be giggling with delight at your predicament." Chapter 2 Later that evening, Kathy, Ted and Mr. Samuel had gone to a state park not too far from campus but adjacent to a nice lake surrounded by a forest. The cabin they shared was a two-bedroom unit with kitchen and living room. One bedroom had been turned into a bondage area as Mr. Samuel had added cuffs to the bed frame and chair for later use. There also was harness hanging over an ottoman: so an unlucky pet could be bound for sexual use by the Master. A computer was also nearby to assist Mr. Samuel to control his new pets. Mr. Samuel asked them both "When you hear the word 'female', and the word 'slut' – what picture comes to mind?" I answered, "A woman that has sex with anyone, easy lay, needs it all the time." Kathy added "Easy!" "And what picture comes to mind when you think of a 'slut'? What does she look like?" Mr. Samuel asked. "Revealing clothes, maybe cheap clothes, dirty blonde hair, lots of make-up," I answered. "Mouth totally surrounding a hard cock," Kathy added with delight. "Hmmm, cheap clothes, maybe some fish-net stockings perhaps?" Mr. Samuel enquired. "Yes," we both answered in unison. "Lots of make-up and maybe some lipstick to surround that big cock in her mouth?" Mr. Samuel gleefully prodded us. Again, we both agreed. Mr. Samuel pushed the button of his computer a couple of times to re-enforce his control over us. I could feel myself wanting to please him – wanting to obey him, and to serve his needs no matter what the cost. "Ted, you like seeing a slut – and you want to be one." Then he added "Kathy, go to that top drawer and pick out some that black and white maid dress and Ted – strip down totally naked then put it on." Kathy handed me what appeared to be a Halloween costume. In a haze, I remember stripping down to nothing in front of them. I vaguely remember Mr. S saying that I don't need to wear any panties to cover up my crotch since leaving them off will show who is the Man, and who is the pussy slut in the room. Funny, but I didn't feel uncomfortable standing there in the maid outfit that was not meant for someone my size. The elastic on the arms was stretched, the small wire under the breast snugly hugged my chest and the length only came 8 inches past my waist revealing my cock, balls and ass to them at the slightest lift of my arms or bend of my waist. Mr. S told me, "You're in a maid outfit. You're a cheap slut who came here to clean. You'll clean this cabin up just right – while Kathy and I take a walk near the lake – and when we return, if you've done a good job – you'll get to clean us both. You'll be rewarded with a big cock to suck and a wet pussy to lick clean." Then he pushed the computer button again and added "You want to obey. Obeying is pleasure. The pleasure of obedience leads to an orgasm. You are a slut – and sluts one true role in life – pleasing others with their body." Kathy and I both repeated 'obeying is pleasure' mantra they had heard over and over on the computer while watching it and the hypnotic programs Mr. S created. Mr. S reached under the short maid dress and cupped my cock and balls in his right palm, bouncing the weight of them both in his hand "This is no longer yours ... its mine ... I own it ... I control it ... pleasing me is the only way it will get to cum! Now be a good maid and clean while we're gone." It felt very nice to have him 'cup my balls' that way. I remember thinking that his hand was not soft and tingly like Kathy's is when she touches me there – Mr. Samuel's hand was more gripping and controlling of my cock and balls. It excited me. His touch, and his promise of pleasure was stimulating. Kathy and Mr. S left me – almost in a short negligee – the maid outfit was silky and tickled my cock when I moved about. But I didn't touch it – even though I desperately wanted to jerk off to the thought of his big cock. Was that right – fantasizing over a man's cock? Oh well, I am sure Mr. S 'knows what's best' I thought and put the fear out of my head. ****** Meanwhile, Mr. S and Kathy had walked a short way around the lake till they came across a small patch of trees that had soft grass between them. Stepping into this area was pretty private for them both – seeing that no one on the lake path would spot them here. Mr. S gave Kathy a command – "OBEY!" With that one quick command, he knew she was his to use, to play with, and he could get pleasure from her mouth or deep within her pussy. "Kneel and unzip my pants!" he told her. Kathy knelt, and with her face at his crotch, she tugged his zipper down. Then she reached into his pants to fish out his huge tool and equally impressive set of balls. His flaccid cock hung down like a snake 7" long and 4" in diameter. His sack held two balls the size of large plumbs. She had seen his cock and balls before online but never for real – and certainly not from this angle. She was always impressed by the size and fullness of his balls. He had convinced her that his tool and cum filled balls were in fact 'nutritional' and that sucking him was a sign of obedience, and the pleasure that she got from drawing his seed from those balls was sign of that obedience. "You need this – you want what I have – you need the Balls of Life that are in my nuts. Suck – yes, that it. Suck it. Lick it. Adore my cock – and make it cum. My balls of life are for you. This seed will change your life. Once you suck my seed – your trial submission will be complete. You will be submissive to me always from this day forward. You will remember sucking my cock. It will fill your thoughts, and your mind will never be the same. You'll want to suck it all the time. You'll want it in your wet pussy soon. You're pussy will grow damp and moist at the mere thought of this cock. Not just any cock will do. It's got to have my smell – my thickness – and my length to satisfy your urges." Mr. Samuel told her. Kathy sucked, licked, and otherwise displayed her sloppy sign of obedience for the Master, until his hard 9" of meat unloaded the huge shot of sperm and filled her mouth. Naturally, she swallowed most of his gift, but some of the powerful spurts squirted out of the corners of her mouth and dripped down to her T-shirt covered breast. She didn't clean herself up. She wasn't worried about appearances – only the pleasure that she could bring to this man. Kneeling in the grass, she looked up past his dripping tool to his angelic face and saw that he deserved adoration. He not only deserved to be adored by her – he expected it. Showing herself to be a silly sexy slut was the way to this man's heart. And Kathy wanted to please him – in any way she could. It was now totally obvious to her; that he didn't get off on her being smarter than him. Yes, he liked to converse – but his conversations always gave her the feeling that he was 'better' than her. Falling Prey To An Online Hypnotist Mr. S patted her on the head – and told her how pleased he was with her. Kathy took a deep breath and puffed up her chest. Yes, she was proud. He liked what she had done. It made her wet between the legs. She swooned when she saw his erect cock – and felt so sexy making it squirt down her throat. What had she been missing all her life – he was everything to her now. When they returned to the cabin, Ted was still in the short maid outfit, with his cock and balls totally exposed each time he lifted his arms to do some cleaning above his chest height. He looked ridiculous. He did not look the least bit manly standing in front of his girlfriend and Mr. Samuel. But Mr. Samuel had not thought too much about what would happen if a male watched his computer hypnotism program, and really didn't like the idea of sharing Kathy at this point, he had to do something about her boyfriend. Ted wanted to beat Mr. Samuel up and make him cry like a baby, now Mr. Samuel was going to emasculate Ted in front of Kathy so she will never respect him again. "Ted, you feel somewhat like a woman in that outfit – but would you like Kathy's help to look more like a slut you've seen in the computer programs?" Mr. Samuel asked while shaking his head affirmatively. "Yes," I squeaked. Why did I say that? I wanted to rush to Kathy and run from this place – but I couldn't. All I kept thinking about was Mr. Samuel's thick cock in my mouth and his promise to treat me like a good slut. "Kathy, in that drawer is a pair of garters, garter belt, and maybe a large sized bra that will fit his chest, if not the bra, then maybe a baby doll top. You need to help him with the blonde wig, and some make-up to get him to look like the sluts you've both seen." Mr. Samuel points to the dresser. Thirty minutes later, I had the wig on – a tight negligee, the garter framed my ass, and semi-hard cock and low hung balls. The hose on my legs felt weird when they moved. But, I felt girly like Mr. S constantly talked about while I was being dressed by Kathy. All while I got into this outfit – I had Mr. S telling us both how a good slut should dress, act, obey, and pleasure a full-bodied male. "Ted – or should I call you Teddie – do you remember those pictures of women on the computer? Do you remember seeing some of them being spanked, whipped, or bound for the Master or Mistress pleasure?" Mr. Samuel asked. "Yes – they looked so – easy to use that way." I replied. From over the ottoman, he retrieved the sling and he snapped it into a beam in the center of the room. Then he lowered it down to the floor and implored me to lay face down on it ... from there, I was quickly locked into the contraption – spread eagle. Then he hoisted it up to their waist. I had to lift my head to see what was going on, and only had limited view in the room. I heard him saying that Teddie is a fake woman – and Kathy was now going to be a fake man. He had her pull a strap-on her hips. Mr. Samuel told her "You've both changed roles: the weak mind male turned into a slut, is now going to be fucked – and the sexy bookworm is now going to plow her boyfriend's virgin ass with an 8" rubber cock. Kathy – you will imagine you're a man – with a big cock – realizing that I still have a bigger one – and you want to take the slut for your own. You dream of having a cock – and now, one is dangling down in front of you. You need to slam it into that pussy. You can hold on to her hips ... and thrust it in – deep – to make the slut cum." Mr. Samuel had her first get the fake cock wet. "Slut Teddie – suck on this cock – slobber all over it – cause its going to have to be wet to slide into your ass!" I opened my mouth – and Kathy forced that dong in. I wet it best I could – the thoughts permeated my brain of Mr. Samuel using my mouth earlier. When she got behind me and tried to force it in my ass, she couldn't get it past my anus, and I just couldn't quite relax enough to co-operate. Lucky for my virgin ass, he added some Vaseline to her dick, and all around my ass. Then I felt her position the intruder at my opening – and force it in. She gripped my hips and started fucking my ass. I moaned and complained, but my mouth was soon filled too. Mr. Samuel used his cock to quiet me down. "This is why you used Lipstick – so you can put that pretty red color all over a real man's cock. Don't you bite it – just make a small 'O' and suck it." He told me, "Use your tongue! Mr. Samuel was actually pleased by this turn of events. He had always used his new-found power of persuasion on women to turn them into a bimbo-style slut and a deposit place for his male seed. He relished his previous victory over mild manor women to turn them into obedient puppets. It was a special treat to take a strong-willed woman – one who thought his control was just an illusion – and make them into his private toys. These strong, aggressive type women came down pretty hard when they realized he could make them cream at the thought of servicing his huge prick or fully loaded balls. A few had lost friends, changed appearances, become like a little puppet to which he could command. If they were too far away to visit him personally, he used the computer and web-cams to ensure that they were doing as he asked. He would send them out – and tell them to suck off a guy – and bring back some proof that they had done it. He would watch the web-cam as they masturbated to a rich orgasm. He would command them to spank themselves with a belt if they had been 'bad' or 'unruly' to him by questioning his authority after they had promised to obey only him. But this was new – here he was getting his second blow job of the evening from a man. He had inadvertently watched those programs over and over, and the trigger was just as strong in his mind as it had been in several other women he had used it on. This was Kathy's boyfriend, and now – Kathy was anally raping him with an 8' dildo. He was being sucked – and not for fear, or because of force – but because the program had 'changed Ted's will' and established sensors in the brain to "Obey" and to "Submit" to Master Samuel. Those videos had shown the frailty of his mind, and taken that insecurity and used it to create a human that needed to please a strong willed man. This guy was not previous gay, nor a cross dresser, but somewhere in the back of his mind – these things must have been apparent – because Mr. Samuel knew he could not exert that kind of control over someone if they abhorred the concept. Teddie was sucking his cock. Mr. Samuel gleefully thrust his huge cock deeper into his mouth, past all attempts to stop it – and down his throat. From this angle his cock felt as good as any pussy he had ever used before. But Mr. Samuel wanted more. He wanted to make sure that Kathy didn't regard Ted as her boyfriend – to rescue her from the evil clutches that he wanted for the pretty book learned girl. He needed Kathy to accept that Ted was less of a man than he was. "Kathy," Mr. Samuel called out to her as he was plowing his cock deep into the gagging Ted's mouth, "you want to remember this scene always when you think of Ted." Mr. Samuel continued impressing upon Kathy "You will no longer see Ted as your strong boyfriend ... but rather as a sissified male, with a cock smaller than your strap-on. Your mind will always see Ted as Teddie, and forever you will think of how good he sucks a 'man-sized' cock. Your desire for him will be replaced by the feeling you have being a stronger male-figure in his presence. Yes, you see that a bimbo-slut like you – loves nothing more than to strap-on a fake cock – and 'bitch tame' this boy. You lost respect for him as a male." Kathy repeated, "Lost respect". "You can't take a man serious when he's wearing lingerie, and feminine clothes while sucking a 'man-sized' cock." Mr. Samuel continued tossing ideas into her head. "The only way you will allow Ted here to have sex with you – is orally – or bent over when you have a man-cock on your hips. You shall encourage Ted to be 'Teddie' and to wear feminine clothes, and act more like your feminine girlfriend, than your male equipped boy friend. You will find his cock and balls to be laughable, and not respect them enough for your adoration. When you're together, the only way you'll allow his balls to empty is this way – with you 'raping his ass'. He's a weak male, and you still like your men to be strong and dominant." While Kathy was ramming Ted's ass with the strap-on she was repeating what Mr. Samuel said, "Ted is weak. I like my men strong and vigorous." It was as if I was dreaming, but I couldn't be dreaming if I was gagging on Mr. Samuel's cock. My ass was being torn in two; and Kathy was the one who was behind me ramming a fake cock into it. I could swear I heard Mr. Samuel saying nasty things about me. Telling lies to Kathy, to make her change the way she views me from now on. Then I heard Mr. Samuel talk to me. "Teddy, you're a good slut: dressed in the part, and willing to please a more potent male. You want what I have. You want my seed. You need to suck my cock and receive that seed. You're gagging and its OK, you feel good about pleasing me. You adore this cock, and want the seed from my balls. Sucking it – submitting to it – knowing its size is unlike your own. You know I am powerful. You are weak. You're weak and obedient allowing me to train you for pleasure. When I deposit my cum down your throat this time – you will remember the taste, remember the thickness of my shaft, and remember that you will do anything to receive my seed again in the future, including dress for me, be submissive to me, and most of all know that you're less worthy of Kathy than me." Mr. Samuel stated his objectives as he held onto Ted's head and jammed his cock deeper down his throat. I couldn't repeat what he said ... his cock was jammed totally in my mouth and half way down my throat. But I repeated the commands never the less in both my mind and my mouth. "Yes, that's it – you're trying to talk – and my cock is lodged deep in your throat. Ahhh yes, that feels good. I can feel the vibrations as you attempt to honor me with your obedience and repeat my training." Mr. Samuel gleefully stated. Moments later, Mr. Samuel erupted down my throat. I swallowed – and gulped more that I wanted to – but it felt good. I no longer thought of this act as repulsive between two men – but rather felt that I owed it to him. I felt a deep desire to please this man. He was better than me. He was more athletic and robust than me, and I felt weak in his presence. I felt the need to kneel and serve him, but I was obviously still tied to the sling. Kathy was finishing her ramming my ass – and my cock had lost a few loads on the floor while she was plowing my anus. When she quit I felt so empty back there. Then Mr. Samuel exclaimed that Kathy was going to teach her new wimpy suitor that she was unavailable for his attention. "Kathy, Teddie here has leaked his pathetic drippings on the floor while you fucked him in his 'pussy'. That is not acceptable behavior without begging for permission to cum. Teddie must be punished. Do you remember seeing that crop laying on the dresser?" "Yes Sir" Kathy answered. "Fetch it – and let me show you how to punish a slut who cums without my permission!" Mr. Samuel exclaimed. The garter belt framed my ass and the way I was spread-eagle - I could not clinch my ass, making it a ripe target for the swing of a crop. SWAT "Owww," I yelped as the first of several swats reined down on my exposed ass. SWAT SWAT SPLAT This woke me up --- my mind was no longer in a funk, but how did I get here? I swore at my predicament. "Damn it to hell – what's going on? Who is doing this ... let me free!" It stopped .... The spanking stopped. But I was trying to come to grips with what was going on. Then someone stepped in front of my face A naked man with his cock swaying between his legs and huge set of balls covered by a light dusting of hair. I strained to look up and saw the man in the office I had visited. It seemed like only a few minutes ago I was standing in his office – and telling him to leave Kathy alone. Now, he was naked in front of me --- looking at me quizzically. "Get me out of this. So help me – I will beat the shit out of you if you don't set me free!!" I fumed. "That's odd," I heard him say "you are wide awake – the spanking must have snapped you out of your hypnosis." He wasn't whipping me with that crop in his hand , so I figured I had made some sense to him. He should be letting me down and setting me free right away. But he failed to move. I strained again and looked up at his face. Oh, I didn't like what I saw in his eyes. They had an evil look. The sneer on his face wasn't much better. Then I looked around the room the best I could and saw the most frightening sight – Kathy was with him, also naked except wearing a huge cock strapped to her crotch. I realized my ass didn't just hurt on the outside from Mr. Samuel's crop, it hurt on the inside too. Could Kathy have been using that huge rubber cock on me? SWAT SWAT My attention was rapidly drawn back to the man who was stealing Kathy from me. Instead of standing behind me while he swatted at my ass, he was extremely close to my face. His flaccid cock was just inches from my face, so I chose to look down at his feet instead. SWAT SWAT "Do you know WHY you are being spanked?" He asked. "No, of course not. Are you MAD? You can't do this and expect to get away with it --- Kathy will be my witness!" I didn't know what to say --- I couldn't do ANYTHING to stop him. "Kathy, why are we spanking poor Teddie?" Mr. Samuel asked my girlfriend. In a monotone voice I heard her say – "Because he came without begging for permission, and must be punished." 'Came without permission' .... I looked down and saw a small puddle directly under where I was hanging. Could my cock have done that? Oh my God ... I am wearing garter, hose and some sort of negligee. I thought to myself 'how can this be?' Kathy was under his spell ... but that didn't explain why I was here, how I got here, and how I got dressed like this. As the spanking continued and Mr. Samuel gleefully told me stuff – I realized that I too had come under his online spell. "It's going to be fun to have you watch us. I can put you under hypnosis anytime I want ... but this is way more fun." He spanked my ass over and over with rapid speed. WHAP WHAP WHAP I was in tears when I was begging him to stop. "Kathy, what did I tell you about Teddie?" Mr. Samuel asked. "That he is a weak male – good for licking my pussy and taking my strap-on a cock up his ass." Kathy answered him. "See if he has real tears on his face," Mr. Samuel told her. Kathy bent down in front of me and next to him to lift my head and see the tears running down my cheeks. "Yes, he's been crying like a little baby," she told him. I cringed, but anyone would be crying when they are getting spanked that way. "While you're down on your knees, is there something else you see that you would please you?" Mr. Samuel asked. "Yes Sir, can I suck on your cock please?" Kathy asked him. "Yes slut – suck on my cock while I whip this baby and make him cry some more!" Mr. Samuel told her. I looked straight ahead – and sure enough she was kissing and licking at his crotch. Putting kisses on his balls, and nut sack, while Mr. Samuel swatted me with the crop. SPANK SPANK SPANK He kept hitting me ... and she kept right on worshiping his cock. Gosh, I haven't ever been this close to another man's cock before. I couldn't stand it. He just kept on hitting me with the crop. My ass was on fire. But strangely enough – I was mesmerized watching her sucking on his cock. It was starting to firm up. It was growing larger as she adored it. SWAT SWAT SWAT How much could I take? I couldn't decide what hurt more ... his beating, or watching her suck his cock from a foot away. "That's a good slut .... Suck Master's cock. Get it hard. Maybe I will fuck you with it if you really get it hard!" Mr. Samuel told Kathy. She worked the cock from underneath and she worked on the cock from the side. She swirled her hands around the huge shaft and tugged on his ball sack. She wanted this cock hard. SPANK SPANK SPANK But the beating continued and I was whimpering, in shame. "Do you want me to stop beating your ass? It's looking VERY Red. The welts even have welts!" Mr. Samuel asked me. "YES!! Please Stop ... I will do anything you want ... leave you both alone .... Just ... please ... PLEASE STOP," I begged. "There is NOTHING you can do to stop this spanking from me. I have beaten you till you've cried like a little baby. But there is SOMETHING that Kathy can do to keep me occupied. If I am fucking Kathy, I can't be spanking you. To stop the spanking, all you have to do --- is BEG ME TO FUCK KATHY!" Mr. Samuel threatened, but continued to thrash at my helpless butt. I watched as she tried to suck the whole cock into her mouth. She bent her head back, and tried to let the head of his massive cock go down her throat. It was hard ... his cock was impressive. I was amazed. In awe, actually. But he gave me a way to stop the spanking – just Beg him to fuck her. I couldn't take it anymore ... I cried out, "Okay, Please stop ... Please Fuck Kathy. Take her!" The spanking stopped. He pulled his cock out of her mouth and pulled her into his arms and carried her to the couch directly across the room from me. He spread her legs. She trembled as he aimed his massive cock at her entrance. He slowly slid in the head. She panted and moaned. He pushed some more. She started complaining. "Oh, Master – its so big. Its just ... so ... BIG!" as the words were hard to come from her mouth as he pushed and pushed his thick cock into her opening. She panted and he pushed some more of his cock in. "This is about half .. how does it feel?" He asked her. "Its bigger .... Uh ... than anything .... Uh ... I have ever had," Kathy grunted. He pushed more ... and more ... and I watched as her pussy lips slide inside her following along his thick shaft. But he just pushed a little more, occasionally bringing it back out a little then thrusting slow and deliberate. Kathy moaned and told him that she has NEVER felt so filled up before. He actually smiled at me .. and while I couldn't take my eyes off them both. Mr. Samuel said "This is a day of many 'FIRSTS' – I have fucked Kathy for the first time. I have had a guy suck my cock for the first time – although I did have Kathy dress you up as a slut with wig, make-up to keep me from feeling too weird fucking your face. I have learned that I can control a man – if you can call yourself that now – as well as women with my program. I am SURE that you will NEVER forget this day either." Then he turned his attention back to Kathy "C'mon, babe – take it all. Let me pound some real meat into you. Fill your pussy with my cream." Then with an evil smile he let out "I've had two blowjobs in the past 3 hours .. I can fuck for a long time without spilling my seed now!" That is exactly what he did. He fucked Kathy unlike anything I have been able to do while we've been together. He plowed his cock into her wet pussy and then took it nearly all the way out – and then thrust it in again. His huge balls were slapping at her ass as he did it over and over. She must have come to a couple of orgasms while he was fucking her, since she gasped, mewed, and moaned followed by a major exhale and lots and lots of extra meaningless conversation. "Oh – Oh --- OHHH – Yes – Yes --- that's it .... No More ... Yes More .. I Need it ... Oh – this is ... YES – So much – Big – So Big .. Full – Yes .. Oh, that .. yeah there .... More . ... oh, my God. I'll be your slut ... So much ... So ... Wild ... Never ... EVER .... FELT .. THIS ... Ahhhhhhhhhhh!" Falling Prey To An Online Hypnotist When he came in her ... he lifted her legs up to the backside of the couch and urged her to stay there. She hung her head off the bottom of the couch and laughed uncontrollably at everything being up-side-down. Mr. Samuel stood in front of me with his wet cock in hand – aiming it just inches from my face. I thought for sure he was going to make me clean him up. But he didn't. Instead, he asked me, "Do you want to stay in bondage all night long – with either Kathy or I spanking your ass and making you cry some more – or would you like to be set free?" "I want to be set free," I mumbled. "Sir .. always address me as Sir .... You want to be set free Sir," he corrected me. Powerless to stop him – and thinking he was going to bitch slap me with his softening cock – I answered him again, "Sir, Please set me free." "If I set you free – will you willingly lick Kathy clean. I want you to lick all of her cum and my seed from her pussy. Can you do that boy?" Mr. Samuel asked. I had NO way to get free by myself, and Kathy sure didn't seem eager to assist me, so I figured if I was free – I could always hit him, and bolt from the room. He's already won Kathy – no sense me licking cum from her pussy. "Yes. I will do that," I answered. WHAP WHAP WHAP "I just got through telling you to call me Sir," he said with venom. I didn't realize he had picked up the crop again ... but it spanked my ass hard several times before I could correct myself. "SIR .. Yes Sir ... Oh, Yes Sir ... Master Sir .. I will lick her clean." When he didn't set me free – I wondered why not. Instead, he told Kathy to keep her legs up and that he was sorry if she got any 'rug burns' when he drags her to me. That is exactly what he did. He dragged her to me, and put her pussy just couple of feet below my face. She had a silly laugh and I looked down to see her matted bush. Some cum was already leaking out of her pussy, past her ass and onto the hardwood floor. Mr. Samuel saw my quizzical look and answered the question floating in my head without me even asking it. "You need to clean her FIRST – then I will let you go. You don't think I was going to let you go – and you would scurry over to her dripping twat and suck it clean and dry do you?" Then he lowered the front part of the sling I was in – so my ass was still high, my hands were still bound spread eagle, but my face was right on top of her pussy. Then he lowered it down some more, and my face fell between her thighs. I had to strain my neck to reach her steamy pussy. Useless to object – I began licking at her wet pussy. I lapped at it for a long time – and then the grossest thing – I felt a huge wad of thick mucus come out. I can only assume that was one of his spurts from his cock. By this time, Kathy was holding my head ... and pushing my face tighter to her pussy. Not satisfied that I had gotten all of his cum from her pussy, Mr. S lowers me down the rest of the way and loosens the straps that hold my hands and legs. That didn't last long, he flipped me over so I was face up and swapped the straps to the other side – so now I was back to being pulled spread-eagle again. I might have been able to lift myself up and escape – I might not be able to .. I don't know. I wasn't free very long. My arms were sore and stiff. But now ... my ass was against the cold floor and it hurt. The swellings and welts had not ceased to cause a throbbing pain and my ass was still on fire. He told Kathy to sit on my face and let me finish licking her. Before she could completely sit on me, and while getting settled – a huge glob of cum dripped out of her pussy and landed right in my eye. I wanted to wipe it away .. but with my arms bound, just couldn't. I wanted to tell them that its there – but didn't have the chance before she seated herself on my mouth. I went back to licking, and sucking her pussy. Now satisfied that I had gotten all the cum from her pussy She slid off my face, and used the negligee I had on to wipe my face and eyes. ... Mr. Samuel pressed the button on the computer BING ... my head got fuzzy. BING ... I heard "you feel weak" BING .. "OBEY" I saw Mr. Samuel hover over my stretched out body. Standing with one foot on either side of my temple, I had a clear view (admittedly a strange view) of his dangling cock and ball sack. "You are weak. What do you see before you that is STRONG and POWERFUL?" Mr. Samuel asked us both. My view was his cock ... and I think Kathy said the same thing – I am not sure. I know I wanted that cock. That is what I thought was strong and powerful. "Good Sluts. Kathy, straighten Teddie's wig and recoat his lips with lipstick. We can't have a slut look so bad – now can we?" When she did this, then he said "unlock Teddie and both of you kneel and worship my cock and balls." As soon as my hands and feet were free, I scurried to my knees to kneel at his feet and orally worship that huge cock. It's all I could think of. I know Kathy was doing the same. I could see her pretty curls and blueish green eyes. But my mind – was intensely focused on his cock and his pleasure. Even after shooting his load three times tonight – his balls were still enormous. Hefty and filled with plenty more cum ... he relished this site: us both fighting over loving his cock. This man was totally filled with enjoyment over the control he had. There was nothing I could do about it. When I appeared to be free from his mind control clutches, I was bound and helpless to stop him and when I was free from the bondage, my mind was like applesauce and totally worthless to defeat him. Over the next few weeks, Kathy continued to change. I watched the computer programs a few times, but basically stayed away from Mr. Samuel so I didn't have to be put in the position of serving him. He didn't seem to mind me not being around, I think he had more fun playing with my ex-girlfriend instead. Kathy had gone from a smart, talented, young woman to a cock-crazed slut who acts more like a bimbo each day. She had fought his power, and now she relished it. She thought the hypnosis was a joke, and yet today – she eagerly obeys him and throws me away. She had changed her clothes, her manner, and her very life. She was a bookworm – going for her PhD and now, she wants to watch his video and study pole dancing, bondage techniques and oral sex. I got to find out that Kathy had written several items in her earlier Blogs against this man, but he turned her will to worship him. He proudly announced that he had a victory over someone in the community, who months ago wouldn't have given him the time day. As strong as she was against him, she was equally enamored by him now. Sometimes a guy and girl fight – hate each other, and then something sparks them – and they end up married. Well, he hasn't married Kathy yet – but he has claimed her for his own. The last week she had ridiculed me and turned down any sex with me – in favor of Mr. Samuel. Once, she came back from visiting him, and called me to the bedroom and told me to get down on my knees and worship her pussy. Since I hadn't had sex in a while, I jumped at the chance, thinking that this would lead to me getting laid too. Little did I realize her pussy was still dripping with his semen. As I was licking it up – I suddenly tried to pull away, but she held onto my head and kept egging me on to lick it some more. I have lost Kathy – and if I don't want to turn into a cock worshiping, sloppy cunt licking wimp I should just let her go and stop thinking about her. Better still, I should kick her out, but something deep inside me – thinks I can still win her. So, I stay and put up with the fact that she has changed and he controls her. The End. StryWrter7