Donna’s Trance Trigger
Chapter 4
“I totally bombed this test,” groaned Billy, head hung in defeat as he shuffled down the stairs.
He’d hoped his friend Sophie would show some support, or at least sympathy, but instead the chubby brunette turned up her nose at him. “Don’t worry, it’s just because you’re an idiot.”
“Gee, thanks.”
“I told you that you should have studied.” Sophie was one of his few friends on campus, though she hardly acted like it with the constant teasing. Still, Sophie was one of the only people in the school as nerdy as him. He’d spotted her their freshman year coming to a math class in a Coocoo-Kachew shirt and they’d been belligerent friends ever since. In fact if she wasn’t always putting him down Billy probably would have ended up dating her. Or at least asking her out and definitely getting rejected. Sophie was just like that.
“That’s the worst part, I did study. But then this crazy thing happened and—”
“And you just happened to forget everything we learned in class?” Sophie raised an eyebrow at him, an expression he was nearly certain she copied from Star Trek’s Spock.
Billy felt like having the insanely hot and submissive Diana moaning desperately in his ear and calling him Master was a valid excuse for not being able to focus on a test, only that wasn’t the kind of thing you could tell your friends about. Especially not a friend who was a cute-but-mean nerdy girl.
So instead he rubbed the back of his neck and lamely said, “It was really crazy.”
“Whatever. I bet you’re gonna need to take the makeup test.”
It was true. A sinking rock landed heavy in Billy’s stomach, distracting him so he didn’t notice Sophie brushing her hair behind her ear with an exaggerated sigh.
“And now I’m going to have to waste my evening tutoring you. You’re definitely paying for dinner if I have to stay with your dumb ass all night.”
That was why he and Sophie were such good friends. Sure, she was insulting him, but she was also willing to help him study anyway. Sophie was always nice like that, in the meanest way possible.
So it killed him to say, “Sorry, Sophie, I can’t tonight. I’ve got a date.”
Sophie barked a dry laugh. “At least make a good excuse to blow off my charitable offer.”
“No, I really do have a date.”
Billy ended up walking into Sophie when she came to an abrupt stop. He stumbled back as the shorter Sophie glared up at him, a red heat in her cheeks. “You’ve actually got a date? With who?”
“Uh…” It wasn’t like he wanted to lie, but admitting he had a date with one of the most popular, gorgeous girls in school would only make Sophie convinced he was lying about the whole thing. And explaining that it was just because they were doing an intense roleplay of their kinky fantasies was only going to raise more questions that Billy didn’t want to answer.
Sophie was narrowing her eyes and leaning in, silently demanding an answer from him.
He gulped and decided some mild humiliation was worth getting out of the awkward standoff. “I’m, uh, meeting up with a girl I met on the internet. One of those dating apps, you know?”
Sophie rolled her eyes. “Why am I not surprised? You’re definitely getting catfished or mugged.”
“Probably,” he said with a self-deprecating laugh. “But we said we were meeting at six so I should get going.” Billy quickly threw his bag over his back and walked away as quickly as he could.
“Have fun,” Sophie called after him, a surprising amount of acid in her voice. Billy could never figure out when something would set Sophie off like that. Why would she get upset because he was going on a date instead of hanging out with her?
But at least Sophie was walking away to her dorm, leaving Billy free to head to the cafe and meet up with Diana.
Suddenly it hit him. He was going on a date with Diana.
For all the horny possibilities and daydreams that had distracted him during his test, now Billy was overcome with terror at the realization that he was going out with someone as amazing as Diana. He’d only been on a few mildly successful dates, but surely Diana had been on far more exciting evenings than hanging out at the campus coffee shop.
Billy fought back against the anxiety raging in his chest. Diana was excited to see him. She’d said so herself during their call in the bathroom. She’d been touching herself over and over to thoughts of him. Only, wasn’t that an exaggeration? It’s not like Diana would really be masturbating back to back just for him.
But she’d been nervous about what to wear too. So that must mean she was looking forward to the date. Although, if she was changing clothes did that mean he was supposed to? Billy stopped, realizing he was wearing the same clothes as earlier. Was Diana expecting him to change for the date? Billy checked his watch but it was five minutes to six. There wasn’t time to rush back to his room and change.
Would it be rude to wear the same outfit? But if he ran late because he changed then Diana might think that he was standing her up.
“Oh god,” Billy whispered as he ran a frantic hand through his hair. “I forgot how bad I am at dates.”
He needed to keep it together. Diana was already willing to play an intense, kinky sex game with him. And she’d sucked his cock too! So surely something as little as a bad first date wouldn’t be enough to drive her away. Or would it?
Just as Billy was spiraling he suddenly heard some distant laughter. He peeked up and saw a flash of purple clothing and blonde hair slip around a corner out of sight. But standing on the path were a few students chuckling to themselves, laughing at whoever had just walked past them.
Billy’s anxieties were smothered by a cold fear in his heart. There was no way…
He sprinted down the path and shoved past the chuckling college guys, who threw curses at his back. As he rounded the corner Billy skidded to a stop. Ahead of him was an impossible sight.
It was Donna. A real, flesh and blood Donna with her signature blonde ponytail, purple outfit complete with white gloves. And a way to short skirt that offered a flash of ass check as she walked.
“Diana?”
They were on a remote path on campus, tucked between two of the science buildings with a few bushes and trees growing for decoration. A few other students were passing, all of them throwing curious or snickering smiles at Diana as she turned around to face Billy. As soon as she saw him Diana burst into a grin. She started to run towards him, and Billy just barely had the presence of mind to run to meet her, so that they’d stay out of view of the rest of the campus.
“What are you doing?” he hissed, still staring in disbelief at her outfit. There was no doubt it was a cheaper Donna costume, and yet Diana looked absolutely stunning in it.
“I was on my way to meet you and—” Diana’s smile froze in place, her eyes glazing over. Billy broke into goosebumps as he saw Diana looking just like she went into a trance. Suddenly Diana spun on her heel, turning away from him.
“Wait!” He thought she was going to run away, but then was shocked as Diana bent stiffly at her waist, bending forward as far down as she could. It thrust her ass out towards him and made her skirt ride all the way up. Her bare ass was completely exposed, and her stance was wide enough that Billy could see her glistening pink pussy lips too.
Billy heard a gasp behind him. A redheaded girl he didn’t recognize was staring at Diana’s ass, her mouth a perfect shocked O. And further behind him he saw the students he’d pushed past before craning to get a look, one waving a hand towards someone else to come and see.
“Fuck!”
Why was Diana doing this? It was so perfectly hot and absolutely terrifying all at once. Like Diana had reached into Billy’s head and pulled his embarrassing Donna fantasy out for everyone to see. Without thinking he grabbed Diana’s shoulders and pulled her upright, before taking her hand and dragging her down the path, desperately running away from everyone who had seen.
He was ready to scold Diana for flashing him in public, only when he glanced back he found Diana’s face bright red and looking mortified. “I can’t believe I did that,” she wailed.
“What were you thinking?” Billy asked, unable to get the perfect image of Diana’s bare, bent over ass out of his mind. It was hard to run with his cock so stiff.
“I had to,” Diana panted, having trouble keeping up with Billy in her white high heels. “You ordered me to.”
And suddenly Billy remembered his bathroom phone call, jerking off in the stall and high on adrenaline as he commanded Diana to dress in her Donna cosplay. And to flash her ass at him when she saw him.
“So you were what? Trying to punish me for saying that? Diana, this is too much.” It was insanely hot that she’d done it but while Billy’s fantasies were wild in private he didn’t know how he’d recover if anyone he knew had seen what happened. How was he supposed to explain Diana dressing up and flashing him when he barely understood it himself.
Suddenly Diana ripped her hand away from Billy. They had run to the edge of campus, finally out of sight of the other students wandering around getting dinner or heading back from classes. Diana stern stare was intense enough to make Billy flinch.
“Don’t you get it? I had to! Because you ordered me to. I couldn’t stop myself.”
“But… Diana, this is just a game.”
It was only then he noticed the quiver to her lip and the tears in the corner of her eyes. “Billy. You hypnotized me. You made me your slave. And then you ordered me to do all of that stuff. So I had no choice but to flash you in front of who knows how many people.”
“You can’t be—”
Billy was going to say serious, but when Diana grabbed the front of his shirt and dragged Billy close enough for their noses to touch, there was no denying the seriousness on her face.
Enunciating each word clearly, Diana declared, “I. Can’t. Resist. You.”
Billy opened and closed his mouth like a fish gasping for water. Diana finally let go off his shirt and Billy stumbled back, staring at the blonde girl in the cartoon character costume as if she couldn’t be real. He saw a bench beside them and collapsed onto it, trying to make sense of all of this.
Did Diana really believe that he’d hypnotized her? He didn’t know where she’d get such an idea, but he remembered an argument he’d read online that all hypnosis was really self-hypnosis. Which meant that if it was real to Diana, if she truly believed she had to obey everything he said, then wasn’t that the same thing as it being true?
But how had she even gotten it into her head that she’d been hypnotized by him? Billy tried to squeeze all of his confusion into sensible questions, yet all he could end up asking was, “How?”
“That’s the thing. I don’t know how you did it.” Diana started pacing back and forth, and even in the grips of this wild development Billy couldn’t help but stare at her ass. Sitting on the bench made the hem of the short skirt eye level, and with each spin the purple skirt flared up enough to expose her taut, bare rear. He wished he could see more, only to realize that all it would take was a command. If what Diana said was true, then she really was his slave.
Billy’s mouth dried up, too nervous to give a direct command now that he knew it wasn’t just roleplay. So Diana kept pacing and talking, oblivious to Billy’s crisis of conscience.
“I kept thinking you must have hypnotized me and made me forget how you did it. Or like that animation you drew of Donna being hypnotized. I thought you might have, like, put subliminal messaging into it or something. Brainwashed me with a sexy cartoon of Donna being hypnotized.”
“I wouldn’t even know how to do something like that.”
“Obviously I get that now, Master.” Diana stopped and shook her head. “Fuck, that just slipped out. Even though I know this is some huge mistake I still look at you and…” Her eyes turned to him, lingering on Billy and making his heart race. Diana wrung her hands in front of her and bit her lip. “When I look at you… I see my Master.”
“So you’re really my slave?”
She hesitated a moment, then nodded. “Yes, Master. I’m really your sex slave. I’ll do anything you say. I think I proved that when I flashed my ass at half the campus.”
“There weren’t that many people,” he tried to say helpfully, but Diana buried her head in her hands.
“God, anybody in my dorm could have seen me leaving in this costume and walking around campus. I don’t know how I’ll explain it.”
A smothering weight was settling on Billy’s shoulders, the guilt and responsibility of knowing that this was his fault. That because he’d been horny and said it as a joke Diana had been forced to actually go through with it and walk around campus dressed up like his cartoon crush. And only twisting his guilt tighter around him was knowing just how turned on he was. Diana was dressed up like his personal Donna, completely obedient. One command and she’d be all his. Billy steeled his resolve and opened his mouth.
“I’m sorry.”
Diana lifted her head from her gloved hands, eyes wide.
“This is all my fault. If I hadn’t said all those stupid things—”
“Billy.”
He stopped, surprised as Diana took his hands in hers. Her blue eyes shone kindly as her lips quirked back into a smile. “This might be the hypnotic conditioning talking, but I don’t blame you at all. This isn’t your fault. Sure, you gave me some pretty ridiculous commands, but it sounds like you thought I was just playing along. How could you know I’d actually have to follow through on them?”
“Still, I—”
She put a finger to his lips, and Billy didn’t miss the shudder of delight that passed through her at the touch. She was still hypnotized to crave him, after all.
“Did you secretly hypnotize me without me knowing?”
Billy started to smile. “I wish I was that good.”
“Then you’re not to blame for this. And for the record, as humiliating as all of this was, I am so horny you have no idea. Like this is the total control I’ve always dreamed of.”
Diana squeezed her thighs together and clung tightly to Billy’s hands.
“Show me,” he said, without thinking.
Diana blinked in surprise, and then her smile widened. She let go of his hands and stepped back. Then spun around and bent over like before, flashing her dripping pussy just for him to enjoy.
“So you really enjoyed this?”
“I mean, it was totally terrifying,” admitted Diana, still bent over and trying to hide her blushing face. “But also insanely hot that I couldn’t stop myself. So maybe next time we tone down the public humiliation just a little?”
He’d been staring at the tantalizing sight of her soaked pussy lips but lifted his head when he worked out what she’d said. “You still want there to be a next time?”
Diana looked back over her shoulder and smiled. Only before she could speak Billy spotted a group of girls exiting a nearby building, talking to themselves but turning their way. Quickly he grabbed Diana’s hips and yanked her towards him. She gave a yelp as he pivoted her so she fell beside him on the bench, her legs tangled over his. Then, without thinking, he leaned in and kissed Diana, wrapping an arm around her waist.
It was the best he could come up with. The trio of girls would still be able to see her ridiculous outfit, but at least Diana’s face was hidden from their view. Billy was worried Diana would be upset by the ambush, but to his surprise she grabbed the back of his head and pulled him into the kiss tighter. She moaned against his lips, her tongue slipping in desperately to make out with him.
Billy cracked open an eye while making out. Two of the passing girls were snickering to themselves, while one gave a look of disgust at the public display of affection. Then they were walking past them, not even sparing a look back at the couple.
He broke the kiss, sitting back with his hair a mess and his lips still tingling from the contact. “Wow, I can’t believe that worked.”
Diana was squirming beside him, hugging herself and looking down at the floor. Quietly she said, “You shouldn’t have done that.”
“Shoot, I’m sorry. I panicked. I didn’t mean to kiss you like that.”
“It’s not that,” Diana said with a shake of her head. When she lifted her gaze, Billy was shocked by the intense way she stared at him. It was a different kind of intensity from before, when she had been trying to convince him that all of this was real. This intense expression was like pure, uncut lust. Diana let out a ragged breath, shoulders shaking as she stared at Billy like she wanted to devour him. “Don’t you remember the commands you gave me on the call, Master?”
“Yeah,” he said, still confused. He’d told her to wear the Donna outfit and to flash him when he saw him. And to suck his cock in the cafe, which thank god he’d stumbled across her before that happened.
Then he watched as Diana slipped off of the bench, folding her legs beneath her as her hands ran over Billy’s thighs.
And suddenly he could recall exactly what he’d said on the call. His command that Diana would have an overpowering urge to suck his cock as soon as she sat with him. Which he’d just accidentally made her do.
“Diana…”
“Oh Master,” Diana purred, her face clouded with lust. “I need your cock. Your magnificent dick. It’s the best I’ve ever had, Master.”
“Th-that’s…”
He should stop her.
Diana cupped her hand against the crotch of his jeans, feeling the hard outline of his dick and cooing sensually. “You’re so hard, Master. Your slave must help you relax.”
Billy grunted as she squeezed his cock through his pants. And watched as she slowly reached up and undid his zipper.
“We shouldn’t,” he said, but found he couldn’t take a move to stop her.
“We should,” Diana moaned, and there was a pained expression on her face. “I need you so much, Master. I’ve never been this horny. This helpless. Helpless for your cock, Master.”
She tugged on the waistband of his boxers and Billy’s cock sprang free, the cool feel of the open air making him shiver. Diana’s jaw dropped, her pupil’s practically dilating just from the sight of his dick.
All it would take was a single command to make her stop. To take away that overpowering need he’d pumped into her head.
Except it was Diana. The most beautiful girl he knew. And it was Donna, his longest crush. Staring at his cock like he was a god.
So really he was just as powerless as Diana was. Neither of them could stop this from happening even if they wanted to. Diana released a needy moan as she kissed the tip of his cock, then quickly took him into her mouth, her plump lips enveloping his dick once again.
Billy couldn’t hold back a pathetic, horny sound as Diana sucked his cock. They were out in public, where anyone could wander by and see them, and that only made it hotter.
Diana’s head was already bobbing up and down on his cock, her blonde ponytail whipping back and forth as she desperately sucked him. This wasn’t the refined, loving blowjob she’d given him before. Now Diana was taking his cock hungrily, as if she needed his cock down her throat more than anything in the world. Her eyes were rolling back in her head. Diana was senseless, overcome with her desire for Billy’s dick.
“Holy shit.”
Diana kept bouncing her head up and down on his cock, making little moans over and over.
“We… we should stop.”
Diana kept going.
“Someone could see us.”
Diana only moaned and drooled on his dick.
“Stop, Diana.”
He expected her to freeze in place like back in his bedroom, but Diana didn’t slow down at all. She was running her tongue over the length of him and sucking him quickly, desperately.
“Stop. Stop, Diana,” he panted, barely able to catch his breath. The sensation of her intense blowjob was too much to handle. But Diana wasn’t listening, probably couldn’t hear him. Is this what an overpowering need to suck his cock really looked like? Diana was insensate, eye empty and head bobbing on autopilot, her whole body shaking in ecstasy.
He tried to reach up and hold her head back, but his arms felt weak as wet noodles. Billy felt like his soul was being sucked out of his cock. He could barely hang on himself. Already he felt the orgasm welling up inside of him.
And then he heard a door bang open nearby. He saw the shadow of someone exiting a building, about to come there way. There were voices, and the shadow stopped, but as soon as they were done chatting they’d step outside and see Billy being given the best blowjob of his life.
There had to be some way to stop Diana.
“Stop… my pretty and listen to meeee.” He’d tried to get the trigger phrase out but a fluttering wave of pleasure had turned it into a groan. Still, Billy was shocked to feel Diana’s mouth slow, her eyes fluttering faintly as her head came to a stop. He tried to get the words out but he was barely holding back the need to cum. Already he was seeing Diana recover, the hunger back on her face as she opened her mouth wide to receive him.
So, panicking, Billy forced himself to his feet. His dick popped out of Diana’s mouth as he stood on wobbly legs. He saw a woman stepping out from the building in a suit jacket, no doubt a teacher who could get them expelled for fooling around in public. Billy turned and ran to the side, grabbing his pants to keep them from falling and tripping him. He was wondering how to order Diana to hide from sight, only to catch a glimpse of Diana in motion behind him. She was sprinting after him, a desperate expression stamped on her face.
Billy was just barely able to duck around the next building and out of sight when Diana grabbed his shirt. She spun him around and pinned him to the wall with an animal growl. There was something beautiful about the sheer intensity on her face.
Then Diana dropped to her knees and instantly swallowed his cock, moaning with pure ecstasy as she took him down her throat.
The clicking of high heels were approaching. The teacher was coming, and they’d only have a few seconds of privacy. The adrenaline of being caught was swirling with the bliss of having his cock sucked so passionately, but Billy knew he had to power through even though he was fit to burst.
“S-stop my pretty and listen to me. From your thoughts I set you free a beautiful girl with a happy smilenowfindyourselfcompletelybeguiled!”
He barely hissed it out in time, the words running together so badly that there was no way it would work. But to his relief Diana sat back on her heels, her mouth slipping off of his dick as the wild need in her eyes faded to blank and empty trance. Billy smiled, overcome with relief. Only to feel his body convulse in pleasure as he hit his limit.
He came, his dick spraying cum across Diana’s face as she recited the hypnotic response to the trigger.
“Against the mirror, I can’t resist,” she said, with no reaction to the strands of cum plastered over her face. Another spurt of cum sprayed across her lips, dangling there as she declared, “I must obey my hypnotist.”
“Hide behind me,” Billy whispered, quickly shoving his dick into his pants as the post-orgasm clarity hit.
“Yes, Master,” Diana replied, standing and positioning herself against the wall behind him, his jizz coated over her oblivious face. Billy just had time to pin his arms on either side of her, as if he were making out with her when the teacher rounded the corner.
He tensely waited, wondering if this would possibly fool the teacher. All she would need was one good look at Diana’s face to see the drugged look in her eyes, or the fact that she was plastered in cum.
But by some miracle the teacher passed by without glancing up from her phone. All she said as she walked by was, “Keep it in the dorms, you two.”
“Yes, ma’am,” Billy replied sheepishly, trying to keep Diana’s ruined face from view.
When the teacher was far enough away Billy stared at the hypnotized Diana, truly appreciating that he was seeing her entranced. Every time before he’d thought she was an amazing, kinky actress. But now there was no doubt about it. He really could hypnotize Diana. Put her so deep into a trance that she didn’t even flinch when he came on her face in public.
She hadn’t been kidding. He really could make her do anything he wanted. And his slave would happily obey.
Billy stumbled away from her, scanning to make sure the coast was clear. “Clean my cum off of your face.”
“Yes, Master.” Diana stiffly yanked off one of her white gloves and began wiping up his cum, making a mess of her makeup as she did.
“Diana, are you my slave?” he asked, heart racing.
Not slowing at all from wiping her face clean, Diana replied, “Yes, Master. I am your obedient sex slave. My purpose is to make you cum and make you happy. I am devoted to you completely.”
Every word made Billy’s guilt grow. Not because he had done this to Diana without knowing how, but because he knew deep in his heart that he wasn’t going to stop. Everything Diana had just declared had been his lifelong dream. An obedient, hypnotic slave completely dedicated to serving him. And now he had it.
But did he deserve this? Did Diana deserve this? Billy knew he wasn’t responsible for this, but did that give him the right to keep Diana as his helpless slave.
All he knew was that his cock was already growing hard, and it didn’t help that Diana was dressed up like a slutty Donna, complete with his cum across her face. Whatever he did, Billy knew they couldn’t do it in public. They’d been lucky enough already not to be caught.
“Follow me back to my dorm. Try to avoid attracting anyone’s attention.”
“Yes, Master,” she replied blankly, falling into a stiff, robotic walk behind him.
“And try not to act hypnotized,” he hissed.
“Yes, Master.” Suddenly Diana’s face came alive, smiling warmly as her walk became casual. To anyone else who saw her it was Diana, just in the ridiculous Halloween outfit. But Billy recognized the emptiness in her eyes. The proof that, no matter how normal she appeared, this Diana had not a single thought in her head but obedience to her Master.
Billy kept to the edges of campus, grateful that the commuter students had already left for the day and the rest of his classmates were getting dinner. It made it easy for him to sneak Diana along the back paths of the college towards his dorm.
The hard part was not staring back at Diana the whole way. To see the gorgeous Diana and know she was under his control. His personal doll. His hypnotized slave.
He only spoke to her once on the way back. When they were hiding behind a sedan in the parking lot, waiting for a car to drive past. Billy had reached out to stroke the back of her neck, wrapping her blonde ponytail around his hand. Diana had smiled at him, just a casual, ordinary smile as if she weren’t hypnotized.
“Who do you belong to?” he couldn’t help but ask.
And in a fake casual voice that might have fooled anyone but him, Diana replied, “I belong to you, Master. Mind, body and soul.”
After that Billy stayed quiet all the way to his dorm room, too afraid of what he’d say to the mindless Diana. But he knew he’d have to reach a decision soon. He just hoped it was the right one.