Hypno Home Submission (Hypno Lord Book 2)
Book Details
Author(s)Gwendoline Townsend
ISBN / ASINB00FT8PW0Q
ISBN-13978B00FT8PW04
MarketplaceIndia 🇮🇳
Description
In this 5000 word short story, Sarah and Charles Framingham welcome their friend Mary to their home... along with her mysterious new suitor. they discover he is a hypnotist, and Sarah scoffs at his profession, claiming she doesn't believe in it. Soon, however, she changes her tune... to one of lustful delight, as she gets turned into an obedient slave and gets taken again and again in front of her powerless husband!
EXCERPT
Sarah’s eyes fluttered open, and she looked deep into Antonio’s eyes. His gaze was intense, commanding, mesmerizing- Charles was slightly entranced looking at him from the side, and he shook his head. He could only imagine what it would be like to have that hypnotic gaze turned on him fully.
“Look into my eyes, Sarah.” He said, his voice deep, commanding, firm. “Your world is fading away. There is no one in the room except me, no sounds except me. You can focus on nothing but me. Look into my eyes. My eyes see through you, my voice vibrates inside you. You have no worries, you have no cares, you are relaxed. You feel yourself floating away as I carry you away, carry you away to a place where you feel wonderful. A place where you can relax. A place where you feel complete pleasure, unable to resist as you submit completely and wholly to my hypnotic trance.”
Charles had looked at these entire proceedings with interest, but it was now, and only just now, that he realized what was going on. Antonio had taken it further than Charles was comfortable with. He looked over at Mary- she seemed to be as affected as Sarah. Her eyes started forward, glassy, not looking at anything.
“Now see here.” Charles said, standing up. “Thank you for the display, Mr. Mesmero, if that is your real name, but I think it has gone entirely too far. I-“
“Quiet.” Antonio said softly. Charles suddenly stopped, his voice seeming to leave him.
“Sit. And don’t get up again.” Antonio said. Charles complied immediately. He tried to get up, but it felt as though iron chains bound him to the chair. He could do nothing but watch his wife submit to whatever perverted wishes Antonio might have for her.
“Sarah, undress. And stand before me.” Antonio said simply. She complied immediately.
Standing up, she moved over to Antonio with no hesitation, no reservations. She began to take off her attire. Charles watched, fascinated despite himself, as she shimmied out of her dress and petticoats, and mechanically undid her corset and undergarments. She then stood before him, completely nude, her bare breasts and soft tuft of pubic hair there for Antonio’s inspection.
EXCERPT
Sarah’s eyes fluttered open, and she looked deep into Antonio’s eyes. His gaze was intense, commanding, mesmerizing- Charles was slightly entranced looking at him from the side, and he shook his head. He could only imagine what it would be like to have that hypnotic gaze turned on him fully.
“Look into my eyes, Sarah.” He said, his voice deep, commanding, firm. “Your world is fading away. There is no one in the room except me, no sounds except me. You can focus on nothing but me. Look into my eyes. My eyes see through you, my voice vibrates inside you. You have no worries, you have no cares, you are relaxed. You feel yourself floating away as I carry you away, carry you away to a place where you feel wonderful. A place where you can relax. A place where you feel complete pleasure, unable to resist as you submit completely and wholly to my hypnotic trance.”
Charles had looked at these entire proceedings with interest, but it was now, and only just now, that he realized what was going on. Antonio had taken it further than Charles was comfortable with. He looked over at Mary- she seemed to be as affected as Sarah. Her eyes started forward, glassy, not looking at anything.
“Now see here.” Charles said, standing up. “Thank you for the display, Mr. Mesmero, if that is your real name, but I think it has gone entirely too far. I-“
“Quiet.” Antonio said softly. Charles suddenly stopped, his voice seeming to leave him.
“Sit. And don’t get up again.” Antonio said. Charles complied immediately. He tried to get up, but it felt as though iron chains bound him to the chair. He could do nothing but watch his wife submit to whatever perverted wishes Antonio might have for her.
“Sarah, undress. And stand before me.” Antonio said simply. She complied immediately.
Standing up, she moved over to Antonio with no hesitation, no reservations. She began to take off her attire. Charles watched, fascinated despite himself, as she shimmied out of her dress and petticoats, and mechanically undid her corset and undergarments. She then stood before him, completely nude, her bare breasts and soft tuft of pubic hair there for Antonio’s inspection.
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