Target #002:

Brenda Griffin. Not exactly a close friend, but president of my Astronomy Club. A junior in Baxter High School just like me. Wears glasses that perch on her cute nose, her fair face radiates calm and confidence. Brown hair, grown to tits-level, always let down. Hmmm, I think her tit-size is around 34B. Definitely smaller than mine, anyway. It’s hard to give judgment when she only wears those baggy sweaters and jeans.

I have never seen Brenda close to any guys during my 3 years in the club with her. She’s not bad looking, but no one notices a “nerdy” girl when there are more obvious beauties around. (Like me. Hey, I’m hot and I know it.) The club usually has lots of newcomers dribble in every year who don’t have any interest in astronomy, but are just seeking to hook up with me. Once they realize that I’m not interested, one by one, guys started dropping out of the club. I didn’t care that much before, but now.. my body and my thoughts only belong to my master.

Brenda. Right.

Personality-wise, she is the complete opposite of me, very quiet, preferring to keep to herself, usually more at ease chatting, if with anyone, with girls. I won’t be surprised if she is still a virgin. One of the top students in our grade, just like my master. She has a strong passion for astronomy with plans to study astrophysics in university. I guess the reason why Brenda is like that is because she is raised in a single parent family by her mom. She’s never gone into details, but she was born out of wedlock, her dad took off, and her mom’s family disowned her or something. Whatever, it have been a long hard struggle for them. Brought up strictly, with all her mom’s problems lurking there, she keeps a wary distance from guys.

It’s not just a case of my master wanting to lead her down the rightful path; he also wants to see if his techniques work on such a subject. Bright. Wary. Shy. I will need to find the chance to hypnotize her. Hypnosis. Oh yeah. Damn, I can’t concentrate anymore, master is playing with my tits, pinching my nipples while he starts to pounds me harder. I have to end here and enjoy th-

Week 1, Friday

Been observing Brenda in school for the past few days but couldn’t find the chance to hypnotize her. Well, no matter, next Wednesday the club will be organizing a Christmas party at Brenda’s house since her mom will not be around, I hope I’ll get my chance then. In the meantime, my master shall continue training me in the art of hypnotizing. Of course, the fucks that came after the trainings are a big bonus. I can’t get enough of my master’s cock and if this stage of the experiment is a success, neither will Brenda.

Week 2, Friday

Went to the party yesterday and it was a success. Throughout the party, I got Brenda drunk, spiking her drinks with extra booze every chance I got. As the party ended and the club members started to go home, with me ushering them off, using my authority as vice-president. (Did I ever mention that? I’m vice-president.) Once I managed to get everyone to leave and was alone with Brenda, I quickly locked up and sat her onto her sofa, getting her in a comfortable position. I sat behind her and starting massaging her shoulders.

My master has programmed me to remember everything.

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Seeing her struggling to response to me in her drunken stupor, I smiled and continued.

Seeing Brenda falling into my trance, I felt so horny and my pussy started to get wet, my juice staining my panties. Ohhhh, hypnosis is so sexy.

Brenda’s eyes indeed did close as she heaved a sigh of pleasure. I had a small orgasm on the spot. Wanting desperately to masturbate right there, and bring on a bigger one, I managed to control my urges and focus on my master’s task.

I started counting and I could feel her becoming relaxed against me. My nipples hardened, poking against my shirt as I saw Brenda falling into a genuine hypnotic trance. Not real deep. Not yet.

Brenda’s eyes flipped open. Her blank expression gave me another small orgasm.

Seeing Brenda slowly strip off her sweater, exposing her upper body to me, albeit in her bra, I finally lost control and I followed suit, only more so, stripping myself naked. Ramming 3 fingers into my pussy while my other hand squeezed and played with my tits, I started masturbating while looking at Brenda cleaning up, her tits jiggling as she went about her task. Such a beautiful body, doing exactly as it had been told. I’m sure my master will love it. I didn’t know how many times I came, really came, while she was cleaning up but she finally finished and sat back onto the sofa.

Pulling my hands away reluctantly, I quickly dressed and deepened her trance further. I suggested to her that she’ll be more susceptible to future hypnosis by me. Also, whenever I massage her shoulders, she’ll feel good and start falling asleep, falling easier and easier, the more I massage her. I ended her session by sending her off to shower where she’d wake up mid way through. I then slipped out of the house. Upon reaching home, master fucked me in the bathroom before we proceed to my bedroom. I had the biggest orgasm of the day with me lying on my bed as master pumped my pussy full with his cum. I lost conscious after that, but I’m pretty sure a whole lot more happened..

Week 3, Monday

Got to run another session with Brenda, this time in the club room (more like a cubbyhole, really, but big enough for our purposes. All of them..) As mentioned earlier, she’s very passionate about astronomy, hence she stargazes a lot, either on her own or inviting club members to join her. She was alone, packing away some telescopes after cleaning them.

Sensing a chance, I helped her out and once we were done, I offered her a massage for her aching shoulders which she readily accepted. Massaging her stiff and tense muscles, I felt her falling into a light trance, her body becoming more relaxed, her eyes getting unfocused. It looked like my suggestion was working. I deepened her trance before repeating the analogy of the flight of stairs which she’ll walk down, feeling more relaxed and comfortable, opening her mind to me. This time, instead of me counting, I had her count as she moved down every step while I used the chance to lock the door. Didn’t want any people disturbing us.

Just sitting opposite her, listening to her counting and falling into a deeper trance, it felt so arousing. Directly opposite me was my club president, deeply relaxed in a deep trance, becoming powerless and open to my suggestions, it felt so sexy and I almost stripped off to masturbate again.

Once she reached the bottom of the stairs and was comfortably lying on the “bed”, I started to massage her again. Slowly deepening her trance, speaking to her in a low voice, I focused her attention to my massage, telling her how wonderful it felt, how much she wanted me to continue and how much she loved it. Telling her how easy it was for her to experience such feelings, and getting even easier the more I do it to her. Telling her that she can trust me, I’m one of her best friends, her vice-president, I’ll always be around for her.

It went on for about half an hour, as I deepen her trance, making her trust me even more while at the same time strengthening my suggestion of my massage to her before I stopped. Couldn’t spend too much time as people would be suspicious. I questioned her about her plans. Unsurprisingly, if the weather held, she planned to go stargazing tomorrow and she wished to invite the club members to join her later tonight.

Smiling, I suggested that she had already asked the club members and I was the only one who could join her tomorrow. Again, I spent some time strengthening this suggestion, focusing on her trust in me, telling her not to be worried about the other members and not to mention tomorrow stargazing anymore.

Once done, I submerged her memories of the session, buried it deep in the bed, before waking her up. Brenda was really excited about tomorrow stargazing before both of us left the room. Glad that my suggestions to her were in place as she shown no outward signs of discomfort, I went to update my master on what had happened and he gave me a quick, but oh so good, fuck in one of the school toilet stalls.

Week 3, Tuesday

I purposely went late for the stargazing with Brenda today, texting her that I would be late and I would meet her at the usual place (a small hill in Mechlan’s Woods a couple of miles from the school, screened but still accessible, just right for what I had in mind). Knowing her, she would take it upon herself to bring the telescope over first.

Of course, instead of just waiting aimlessly to kill time, I got master to fuck me on my bed. Being pinned down, feeling master’s weight on me as he pounded my pussy, the pleasure was unbelievable and I wanted so much to be fucked all night but I had a task to do, so I had to pull myself away reluctantly. It felt so wicked, going to meet Brenda with my pussy full of master’s cum mingled with my pussy juice leaking out. The thought of what I planned to do only aroused me further.

I arrived at the location at the planned time. Brenda had already brought all the equipment there, set them up and started to stargaze all by herself. Seeing me, she chastised me for being late, leaving her to do all the work. Smiling, I moved behind her and began massaging her shoulders, apologizing and thanking her for the work. Telling her that as a token of my gratitude, I shall help massage her shoulders to relief the ache in them. Sensing no objection from her (she seemed to be looking forward to it, her shoulders somehow beckoning me to start), I proceeded to massage her shoulders and at the same time hypnotize her.

Together with my previous suggestions to her and my massaging, she went into a light trance very soon. Deepening her trance with the same flight of stairs, I had her lie down on the ground, making her think that she was lying on the bed again.

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Her eyes slowly slid opened, glassy and unfocused. Orgasm.

As she started counting, I slipped off my pants and panties and slid my fingers into my pussy which was still slick with master’s cum and my pussy juice. Bringing my panties to my face, the smell of master’s cum, mingled with my juice was strong, and master’s cum had soaked into the fabric of my panties. Licking it, trying to get my master’s essence, I fingered myself, thinking of my master’s long hard cock pounding into me. Imaging my fingers as his cock, I slide them deeper into my warm slick tunnel, trying to cover every hook and canny in my secret place. I didn’t know how much time had passed, or how many times I had cum, everything blurred and by the time I realized it, Brenda had stopped counting and was just lying there, staring at the night sky. Panting, trying to catch my breath, I moved towards her without bothering to get dressed.

Her eyes closed without any hesitation, so deep in the trance that she didn’t even mutter a response to me.

She kept silent, her wide forehead creasing.

Brenda nodded and I smiled. In such a deep trance, as long as I voiced my suggestions in a logical and simple way, she won’t see the pitfalls until it was too late.

Smiling, my work for tonight was done and Brenda had moved down her first step toward being my master’s slave. Ohhhh, the feeling of wickedness as I brought a girl toward slavery. More fingering of my clit. More waves of pleasures. More blankness. I had Brenda repeat my suggestions, reinforcing them into her subconscious before I finally ended the session by making her forget all this consciously. Of course, before I woke her up, I got dressed

Waking her up, we chitchatted while continuing to stargaze. Before we called it a night, I sounded her out regarding this Thursday whether if she was interested to come stargazing again with me, just the two of us and at the same time, counting down to the new year. Looking at her considering my invitation, I decide to make the decision for her by offering to give her another massage that day to make up for my lateness today. The mere mention of my massage had her expression changed, though I doubt she realized it, from contemplation to eagerness and she agreed without any hesitation.

After confirming the time to meet this Thursday, we went our separate ways, splitting the equipment between us. Reaching home, I proceed to report my progress to my master while I rode him slowly on my bed, enjoying the pleasure of his beautiful cock inside me.

Week 3, Friday

Went to the meeting place earlier than the time we agreed upon. Waited for Brenda to arrive at the parking area at the bottom of the hill, which she did a few minutes after me. Bluffing to her that I had come earlier, thus the equipment I had was already at the place (in actual fact, I never even brought the equipment out of my house), I hastened her along the path to our usual stargazing spot. Walking behind her, I started massaging her shoulders again as we walked along the path, speaking to her softly, bringing her into a light trance. Without much of an effort, she went under, proving that my suggestions to her in the past week had worked brilliantly.

Arriving at the spot, I quickly had her put down the equipment and sat down together with her on a fallen log, proceeding to deepen her trance. Once I had her in a deep trance, I continued to strengthen all my previous suggestions to her, slowly but surely increasing her trust in me. When I finished, I had her repeat my suggestions to further strengthen them in her subconscious while I slip my hands into my pants, playing with my clit, waiting for the highlight of today session. Finally, at about 11.50pm, I stopped her and proceeded to the next step.

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Then we waited, counting down to the new year and when the clock stuck 12, the fireworks from the town park rose up into the night sky, bursting into beautiful patterns, welcoming the coming of the new year while at the same time, heralding Brenda down the path of submission. With Brenda entranced by the fireworks, I continued playing with my swollen clit, pinching at my nipples, making them hard, wishing that I could be with master now so I can get a hard fuck to welcome the new year. A pity master had given me this task to do and I must obey him. I’m sure he will reward me at the end of his experiment.

The end of the fireworks 10 minutes later was sort of an anticlimax. Quiet descended onto the woodlands, under the night sky, an eerie calm surrounded us as the sounds of insects resumed. Brenda lay motionless on the ground, staring up at the night sky, her eyes glassy and lifeless. I moved beside her and resumed our session.

Woah, what a surprise there. Not Brenda being a virgin, but nothing sexual ever? She was such a pure girl and knowing I’m going to corrupt her and guide her down the path of submission made me feel so sinful and wicked. Her virginity, her first kiss, all shall belong to master. I started to get even more aroused at all these revelations. Concentrate!

Smiling, I decided to up the ante. I’m sure all girls while they were growing up had some latent lesbian tendencies; I sure did and the object of my thoughts was Isabel, my elder sister. I remember this quite clearly. Since Brenda found me beautiful and sexy, I believed I could use this to start her corruption.

She didn’t response but I could see her considering my offer. Deciding for her, I slowly stripped naked, exposing my body to the cold night air, my nipples getting hard while I felt my cunt leaking juices non-stop as I exposed myself to Brenda, my exhibitionist steak getting the better of me. Brenda’s hypnotized eyes stared at me, her breathing increasing. I could feel her gaze, moving all over the curves of my shapely body. Without ado, I proceed to masturbate in front of her, squeezing my tits, playing with my clit and soon, I was cumming.

The night getting colder, so I quickly redressed while at the same time catching my breath after that intense orgasm.

I proceeded to enforce all my suggestions to her, further strengthening her trust in me before I woke her up. With the night getting colder, we decided to call it a night and went home. I couldn’t wait to see her next week as well as receiving her email. I see I wrote “trances” up there instead of “traces.” I wonder why. LOL.

Week 3, Sunday

Well, I must admit the results was kinda of a surprise. Today I received Brenda’s email, much earlier than I expected but at least it showed that my suggestion took hold and she was following it.

Email 002-01:

To Jennifer:

Was alone at home today as Mom was busy at work this weekend again. Took a shower before I went to bed. Usually I never pay much attention to my body after showering, just dried myself and changed into my pajamas but today I stood in front of my bathroom mirror, inspecting my naked body, the curves of my breasts, my sacred delta, my legs etc. I guess all those slight glimpses of a naked girl in my mind for the past few days got to me.

My hands went to my breasts, cupping them, tracing circles around the curves. Just doing it made me feel naughty and my nipples started to harden. I could feel an indescribable sense of pleasure flowing from my breasts, a new feeling which I had never experienced before. My fingers moved closer to my nipples, lightly went over them and as a result, received a jolt of pleasure. I must admit I liked that feeling, thus I repeated the process a couple of time. Seeking more of such pleasure, I pinched my nipples slightly and was rewarded with a bigger jolt.

One of my hands moved down my body, tracing a line from my breast to my inner thigh. It felt so good, just wandering my fingers around my inner thigh and I could feel my vagina getting wet, the feeling the same as when I had those wet dreams. The temptation was so great, with my fingers so near to my labia and I succumbed to it, moving my fingers closer and finally touching my lower lips. Just rubbing my hand across, elicited a moan from me, the feeling so pleasurable and wonderful. I continued rubbing and had a bigger jolt of pleasure when my hand went across a bump. I had found my clitoris and I wasted no time in focusing my attention to it. Something was building up in me, something which I had never experienced before and it felt so good. The feeling was so indescribable and I found myself losing control, my hands moving faster and faster, over my breasts, over my labia and before I knew it, I was moaning loudly as the first deliberate orgasm in my life crashed over me, moving from my crotch, spreading outwards to all over my body. The muscle in my vagina clenching non-stop, my mind just went into this haze..

The next thing I knew, I was on the bathroom floor, gasping for breath. I lay there for a few minutes, getting my breath back, enjoying the feeling I had experienced. Had to take another bath as my hand was messy with my vagina juice. Guess I squinted out quite a mess when I orgasm. I think I’m going to like this feeling.

Seeing pure Brenda had well taken her first step of corruption felt so good. It was even better as I read her email together with master. It felt so wicked as we read the email together, naked in my room. I was sitting on master’s thighs with his beautiful cock grinding inside of me while I read the email out loud at master’s order and it felt so gooood..

Week 4, Wednesday

For the past few days, Brenda had been talking to me more, engaging in more gossiping, sometimes even heart to heart talks on boys, etc. It looked like my suggestion of her trusting me more was working well. Next week, there’ll be a meteor shower, as such the club would organize this event annually for members and non-members alike to view the celestial event and the date was fixed on Wednesday. Being the leaders of the club, both Brenda and I had a lot of coordinating to do and we planned to check up on the viewing spot a day earlier. Quite a busy day with so many things to settle but I looked forward to next Tuesday when I’ll be alone with Brenda.

Week 4, Thursday

Email 002-02:

To Jennifer:

Was preparing stuff for the club event next week. Guess I was kind of stressed out, so many things needed to be done and the student council not helping. Was thinking about the things that need to be done, sitting at my desk and before I realized it, one of my hands was playing with my breasts, fondling them. A low buzzing pleasure, sorta at the back of my mind.

I tried to continue with my work but before long, my other hand went down to my pants and started to stroke myself, rubbing up and down my panties. It felt so good. Vague thoughts floated through my head all the while when I was doing this, thoughts of a naked woman, masturbating in front of me. I wondered if I’m going crazy. I’m not a lesbian. I definitely would like to fall in love with a man but so far, I hadn’t met anyone.

The pleasurable feelings continued to build up in me and soon, I had my hand inside of my panties, playing with my clitoris. I could visualize my clitoris filling with blood, engorged and erected, becoming a hard bud as I slowly stroke, pinched and played with it, bringing myself to even greater pleasure. My orgasm came as a jolt, building up to a crescendo of pleasure and I was lost in it. Time seemed to slow down to a crawl as I immersed myself into this wonderful feeling, focusing purely on it, trying desperately to hang onto it.

Alas, soon my orgasm stopped and despite of how much I wanted to continued, I had things to do, so reluctantly, I dragged myself off my chair to the bathroom. I need to clean myself up, my pants totally soaked in my vagina secretions. I’m definitely a squirter when I orgasm. My thoroughly soaked panties and pants the proof of it.

Hmmm, looks like I got some work to do. Can’t have Brenda turning into a lesbian as that would defeat the whole purpose of the experiment. A squirter. I wondered how she tasted liked. I would sure like to taste her one of these days.

Week 4, Friday

Brenda came up to me in school today, asking if I was free for a chat after school. Curious, I agreed to meet her in the club room. Of course, the chance to be alone with her, thus the chance to hypnotize her, was also tempting.

I waited for her in the club room, nobody there but me. With the weekend, I’m sure everyone had their own plans instead of going for club activities. It wasn’t long before Brenda came into the room. She was fidgeting as she sat across me. Waiting for her to start the conversation, I sat patiently. (I can be sooo patient now..) Well, she did try her best, opening her mouth a few times, as if she was going to speak but no words came out. It went on for a while before she shook her head, her face turning red (in embarrassment I guess) before she finally spoke.

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Looks like I had succeeded. Brenda finally trusted me more than anyone else and it would make my task easier in the future, shaping her to my liking in future sessions.

Seeing my nod, Brenda stood up and went to the door to lock it before returning to her seat. In my mind, I was smiling because she had just trapped herself in the room alone with me, I definitely planned to have another session with her once the discussion was over.

Seeing me telling her my thoughts in such graphic terms as well as my admission to her must have shocked her as she sat her with her mouth hanging open. Of course, I skipped the part that fucking my master was even better than masturbation as she was not ready for it yet.

Brenda went quiet after that, deep in thoughts. Feeling playful, I cupped my tits, fondling them through my clothes, even unbuttoning the top 2 buttons of my shirt, exposing my creamy breasts to her. She sure noticed them as she turned crimson red and averted her face. Only partly; she did sneak peeks back to my chest area when she thought I wasn’t looking at her. I continued playing with my tits, feeling my nipples hardening and a soft moan came out of my mouth, startling her.

Looking at her fidgeting on her seat, I guess she would very much like to take up my offer but felt too embarrassed to do it. An idea came to me and I slowly stood up and quickly moved over to her. Before she had any chance to resist, I started massaging her shoulders, feeling her muscles tense up but quickly relaxed. Within seconds, she was in a light trance and I slowly deepened her trance, using the same analogy of the flight of stairs and the bed and the stars. Once I had her in the deep trance, I started the session.

Afterwards, I strengthened all my suggestions to her before erasing her memories of the session. We had another conversation after I woke her up, mainly about our club event next week before we went home. I looked forward to her invitation arriving.

Week 4, Saturday

Email 002-03:

To Jennifer:

Lying on my bed when I woke up, I was playing with my breasts, thinking about the conversation we had yesterday. Played with my nipples and soon they were hard as diamonds, poking at the fabric of my pajamas. My hands creep down to my thighs, teasing myself, feeling jolts of pleasures spreading throughout my body.

I thought back to the scene yesterday, where you were playing with your breasts. Those beautiful breasts, the white alabaster skin, the delicious looking cleavage. I liked so much to touch them, maybe even lick them. Imaging myself playing with those breasts, my hands started to stroke my lower lips faster, focusing their attentions on my clitoris.

Thinking of your beautiful breast, I orgasm and it was so intense, so much that I moaned out “Let me feel your tits Jennifer.” It did feel good using such words. Maybe I’ll use them more often when I masturbate next time.

Looks like Brenda is progressing well. I look forward to being alone with her next time.

Week 5, Tuesday

Met Brenda and proceeded to the viewing spot (well, the usual place) for tomorrow’s event. We went around the area, checking on the suitability of the ground for the gathering. The main body of the meteor shower arrives tomorrow, but there were already a few streaking overhead. So, of course, I took the chance to sneak up behind Brenda, massaging her shoulders, quickly bringing her into a trance. She is getting easier to hypnotize as time goes by, my suggestion is definitely working well. Once she was sufficiently under, I had her lie on the groundsheet I had prepared for today and begun to change her.

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Leaving Brenda lying on the groundsheet and staring up at the meteor shower, I proceeded to check out the area. I’m still the vice-president after all, even if I’m hypnotizing and corrupting the president, I couldn’t have the event to fail tomorrow. Wouldn’t want to give the student council president more ammunition to fire at us. I wonder if I could request master to do something about that..

Once done, I settled beside Brenda, watching her stare at the sky. As usual, she was wearing her baggy clothes, which give no clues to the body beneath them. To pass time, my hands began fondling my boobs, feeling my nipple hardening with my caresses. Over the past few weeks, I had really came to understand my body well, easily bringing myself to pleasure with just my hands, touching just the right spots. It was even more surprising that months ago, I wouldn’t even imagine myself doing all these. The night was getting colder and it was time to end the session. We still had the event tomorrow and we needed the rest.

Brenda’s eyes slowly slid close, her face looked so peaceful and calm, totally oblivious to what was happening to her.

I went on to reinforce and strengthened my suggestions to Brenda, making her repeat them until I was satisfied that she remembered and would obey them totally. Jen: Very good, now I shall start counting down from 10 and when I reached 0, you shall wake up, obeying my instructions to you and only remembering that we have spend the rest of our time looking and enjoying the meteor shower after we are done checking the ground. Now I’ll start my counting, 10... You are slowly waking up from your deep trance. 9... Feeling more awake and wonderful. 8... Getting more alert. 7... Feeling even more refreshed. 6... Becoming more aware of your surroundings. 5... Your eyes slowly opening up. 4... Feeling more and more awake and alert. 3... You feel refreshed. 2... Your awareness returning. 1... You are getting fully awaked and 0.

After Brenda woke up, we spend more time viewing the meteor shower, chitchatting before we finally called it a night and went home.

Week 5, Wednesday

The event was a success. Attendance was good as compared to previous years, with a good mix of members and non-members. Was rather busy the whole day, coordinating people and stuff for the event so I didn’t get much chance to talk with Brenda.

The event started when it was dark, with members of the club giving presentations on meteor showers to participants. Observation logs from the past events were shown to them while at the same time encouraging them to write theirs for today’s event. Cameras were prepared specially for night shots to keep photographic records as well as provide participants with a memento.

During the viewing session, I found Brenda fidgeting as she watched the meteors streaking across the sky. It appeared she was rubbing her thighs together, trying to rub her pussy against her pants and when she thought that nobody was looking at her, her hands moved quickly to her tits, giving them a quick rub. In the darkness, I thought I also saw her biting on her lips, trying to stifle the pleasure she was feeling. She looked spaced out too, as if all her attention was focusing on the night sky.

I didn’t have any chance to observe Brenda as the event came to a close. Had to coordinate again as we ended the events, thanking everyone and cleaning up the place. It was only after everything was done, most people had gone back and I was resting on the ground that Brenda came up to me. She looked embarrassed, fidgeting as she kept looking at the ground before she finally spoke.

She was inviting me to her house this Friday for a sleepover to thank me for a job well done as well as a girls’ night out. I was smiling in my heart, knowing that I had succeeded but instead of accepting her invitation straight away, I decided to play around with her. Putting up an act of considering her offer, I kept quiet for a while. I could see that she was getting anxious, with a look of worry in her face. When I finally accepted her offer, her face lit up in a big smile and she came forward to hug me, thanking me for all I had done. Our tits crushed up against each other and it sure felt as though she was rubbing our tits together and I could almost feel her hard nipples poking through the fabric of our clothes. I sort of had to pull away from her in the end: she was even panting slightly. She fixed the time to meet on Friday before we went home.

Week 5, Thursday

Getting permission from Mom for the sleepover was easy. Somehow she has looked rather distracted for the past few weeks, I wonder what’s on her mind? Was she getting lonely ever since Dad went to Iraq? I ought to ask her one of these days, or something. Oh ya. Another email came in.

Email 002-04:

To Jennifer:

Woke up this morning feeling aroused. I could still feel the heat of your body from yesterday hug and your tits (Oooohhh, it felt so naughty referring breasts as tits, I think I’m liking it.) felt so wonderful, much bigger than I was expecting. I wondered if I would get the chance to feel them tomorrow. Just thinking about what could possibly happen tomorrow got me aroused and my pajamas crotch region started to get soaked with my juice.

My fingers creep their way down, teasing my lower lips, eliciting waves of pleasures in me. Rubbing my tits with my free hand, I pinched my nipples, feeling them getting hard, poking at the palm of my hand as I grabbed and squeezed my tits. In the meantime, my fingers that were playing with my secret spot found my clitoris and proceeded to tease it, pinching it slightly, building up the level of arousal I was feeling.

I slowed down my fingering, trying to delay the onset of my orgasm, maintaining the pleasure I was feeling but soon, I lost to my urge, to the pleasure I was experiencing. My fingers lost their rhythm, rubbing faster and faster. My pleasure built up to a climax and I was lost in the pleasurable feelings that crashed through me, drowning me in it. I could clearly feel my vagina muscle clenching, as if trying to holding onto something, trying to milk it for all its worth. It felt wonderful and weird at the same time and in my mind, I thought of discussing it with you tomorrow. Dragging myself off my bed, I went to take a shower to clean up the mess I made.

I really looked forward to tomorrow night at Brenda’s house. Reading this email got me aroused and wet. Well, it could be because master’s hard cock was inside my slave pussy while I was reading it. Master was sitting on my chair, facing away from the computer while I was riding him, my tits crushed against his broad muscular chest, reading out loud the email so he could know the content. I never get enough of this wonderful feeling. I ended up going to school with my pussy pumped full of master’s cum.

Week 5, Sunday

Friday sleepover was great. I came to Brenda’s house with excitement and temptation. After all, I had never have sex with a girl before, before or after master enslaved me. So that would be my first experience with another girl. It seemed like we had the house for ourselves as her mom was working late that day. I was given a quick tour of her house before we went into her bedroom. Well, her bedroom was typical, pretty much what I had seen in other girls’ rooms, although Brenda had a lot more books than most people. No wonder she was one of the top students in our school.

We chatted over many things, from schoolwork, club, friends and female stuff. Near to about 9pm, I found her to be getting quieter, her face turning red and she kept fidgeting. Finally, the thing I had been waiting for.

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I feigned ignorance.

Her face reddened from embarrassment even more. I just loved teasing her. She took a deep breath to steady her nerves.

I acted as if I was deep in thought even though in my mind, I was jumping for joy. Seeing her looked at me in anticipation, I could feel myself getting wet at the thoughts of what was to come.

Without giving her a chance to response, I stood up and slowly stripped off my clothes, doing a striptease for her. Dancing to my master’s music inside my head, I kicked off my shoes and unbuttoned my shirt, gyrating at the same time. Once done, I slid my shirt off seductively, freeing my bra-clad tits, exposing them to the cool air in the room. Her eyes widened when she saw my bra. I was wearing a black lacy bra master brought for me from Victoria Secret and it did nothing to hide the curves of my boobs.

Next to go was my pants. Slowly, my fingers went down to the zipper, sliding it down and then pushing my pants down my ass, past my shapely legs, letting it pool on the floor. I was wearing a matching black lacy panties. Stepping out of my pants, I posed for her. Her breathing quickened and I could see her hands moving over her tits, fondling and squeezing them.

Thrusting my chest forward, I gave her a good view of my tits as I reached behind to unhook my bra. Wanting to tease her some more, I bent forward, letting my tits fall free, hanging in the air while my hands went forward to support my bra, preventing it from falling off. She had a good view of my cleavage, formed by the mounts of my breasts. Then with a flourish, I let go of the bra, wiggling it off my shoulders and freeing my breasts for her to see. Her hot gaze on my tits aroused me even more and I could feel my nipples getting harder just from Brenda’s stare.

The finale of my strip show came as I slowly slid my panties off, once again, letting it drop to my feet as I used my hands to hide my pussy. Giving off a shy look, I slowly moved my hands away, exposing all for her to see.

Nodding, Brenda stood up while I sat down onto the floor. My hands automatically went to my tits and cunt, slowly playing with them, keeping myself in a haze of pleasure. (Sometimes, they’re not really -my- hands anymore..) She was rather awkward, which I pinned down to her lack of experience. Putting that aside, as she slowly took off her clothes, exposing her naked body to me, I got to admit she had a shapely body that was in the right proportions. She sure hid it well with her choice of clothing. With just a simple makeover, I’m sure guys will be flocking to her. Well too bad for those guys, soon this body shall be the sole property of my master. Only he shall enjoy the beauty Brenda had to offer and only he will know the beauty hidden beneath.

Her underwear came off and I think my guess for her tits size was wrong. She sure wasn’t the 34B that I thought, she was bigger than that. Once again, her choice of clothing hid those boobs well from prying eyes. In my estimate, I would say she was around 36C.

She sat near to me and I didn’t realize that she had already taken off her glasses. Without her glasses, the features of her face became more evident and framed with those coquettish features, it would easily melt the hearts of most males around if she knew how.

From her email earlier, I knew that she would like to feel my boobs, so my hands went over and brought her hands to my tits, resting them on it. I cupped my hands over hers, squeezing them together. Accepting my invitation, she went on to fondle my tits. She was a bit rough with them but, given it was her first time, overall it felt good. Without alerting her and with her focus on my boobs, my hands slowly went over and touched her tits gently. My touch shocked her and she quickly withdrew herself.

With that, our hands went to back to each other breasts, fondling, squeezing them, enjoying the feel of the soft, pliable fresh jiggling. We played with each other nipples, lightly pinching them and soon, both our nipples were rock-hard.. Sensing that the time was right, I guided one of her hands down to my pussy, sliding her fingers over my slit, feeling myself getting wetter. It was the first time somebody other than my master touched me there since he had enslaved me. Once her hand started moving on her own accord, sliding up and down my pussy lips, it was my turn too. Trying not to surprise her, I slowly moved my hand down to her groin level, teasing her inner thighs lightly, caressing it, giving her warning of what I planned to do. She jolted when I touched her creamy thigh, whether was it from pleasure or surprise, I was not sure but she didn’t pulled away from me, so I continued with my caresses. My fingers wandered over to her cunt, rubbing her lower lips, finding it to be dripping wet with her cunt juice. I found her clit and went on to flick that engorged and erect button of fresh, causing her to moan out in pleasure. Continuing flicking it, resulting in Brenda humping her hips while moaning out her pleasure, I slowed down my pace in order to do what I had in mind. Slowly parting her cuntal lips, exposing her secret place to my prodding, I slid my fingers into her cunt, going deeper into her. Not sure if she realized what I was doing as she continued humping my hand. Delicately prodding her inside, I came upon her hymen, concluding what I need to know. Yes, she was a virgin and master would be pleased. Such a pure person and soon, once her corruption was completed..

My task done, I leaned forward, wrapping my mouth around her hard nipple, sucking on it and slightly biting it while my attacks on her pussy continued unabated. Her moans became louder as the pleasure she was experiencing rose higher. Her arousal level increasing and sensing her impending climax, I increased the speed of my fondling and within seconds, she was cumming over my hand, with my mouth sucking on her right tit.

Lucky for I forewarned by her email, when she came, her pussy really squirted out her cunt juice, just like how cum squinted out of master’s cock when he climaxes, making a mess on my hand. She collapsed onto the floor, panting for breath as I brought my hand toward my face. She smelled nice and licking her cunt juice off my hand, tasted nice too.

Without giving her a chance to rest, I drove down to her pussy, giving her a tentative lick which caused her to moan out again. Licking at her lower lips, enjoying her taste, I could feel her adjusting her posture though I didn’t know what she had in mind. Soon my query was answered when her tongue touched my pussy lips too, sending a jolt of pleasure through my body. I only realized that she had shifted our positions until we were in a 69 position, with our head buried between each other thighs, facing and licking each other pussy, giving each other pleasure. The sapphic pleasure we were experiencing felt so good, raising our arousal to another level. Jolts of pleasures crashed through my body with each lick of Brenda’s tongue and I could feel my orgasm coming. She must have sensed it too as her licking increased in pace, paying attention to my clit. Not wanting to lose out, I begun focusing my attention on her clit too, nibbling on it, feeling her thighs trembling with pleasure with every lick.

The next thing I knew, my orgasm came crashing over me, drowning me in its blissful pleasure. Brenda’s orgasm came seconds after mine, as it washed through her slender body, her thighs tightened around my head, trying to keep me there and out squirted her pussy juice, straight into my face. I lapped the juice up, losing myself in the taste and pleasure. I lost tracked of time as the orgasm came over me, leaving me gasping for breath between Brenda’s thighs. Lying on the floor with Brenda, we slowly recovered from our first wonderful lesbian experience.

Brenda recovered first, standing up and suggesting coyly that we go for a shower together. Her coy expression only made her more beautiful and I was sure that any guys who saw her at that time would have melted under her beauty. Helping me up, we proceeded to the bathroom together. While I was sure she planned to play more in the bathroom, I had other plans for her. Letting her lead me to the bathroom, I took the opening to start massaging her and soon, I had her in a deep trance. Getting her to sit at the edge of the bathtub, I started programming her.

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Her trust in me was so overwhelming that she didn’t even realize that by accepting this suggestion, it would leave her mind wide open for future programming, with no resistance from her. Of course, the lure of those pleasurable feelings, being able to relax in such a comfortable and wonderful trance affected her judgment too. Raising my hands toward her boobs, I squeezed them, eliciting a moan from her.

Well, well, I must say her intelligence was the real thing, being able to link all these together on her own. Her intelligence will be a great asset to master in his future experiments. The fact that she accepted my suggestion and willingly goes into a trance for me highlighted the trust she had in me. All the groundwork I had prepared for the past 5 weeks had succeeded beyond my imagination and I could have her in a deep trance anytime I wanted. The corruption of her mind was halfway completed. I looked forward to the day when she could finally become master’s slave.

She was ready and I proceeded to ask my questions, finding out more about her mom and their lives. As I had found out earlier, Brenda had totally no sexual experience, her thinking, mindset was pure and she believed strongly in true love. Her mindset, moral values were shaped by her mother who raised her up single-handedly. Her mom’s bad experience with that man who left her had hardened her attitude toward men, thus her strict upbringing.

Of course, she is already being slowly corrupted by me and the latest masturbation experience she had which led to us engaging in oral sex, weakened her wavering morals, corrupting her further. Her virginity which her mom had taught her to save until her marriage to her true love shall be the key to her downfall.

Brenda’s mom, Amanda Griffin, was another matter. As I wrote before, Amanda had been disowned by her own family as the result of her pregnancy out of wedlock. From the clues Brenda had gathered over the years, Amanda’s family was morally strict, and she was brought up in as such. Yet during Amanda’s prom night, passions ran wild, together with the usual flow of alcohol, resulted in her losing her virginity and getting pregnant. When her family found out about it, she was cast out into the streets. She tried to get the guy who impregnated her to take responsibility, but the guy laughed at her face and told her to get lost. From then on, it was a struggle for her but luckily with help from her friends, she managed to get on with life, living in different friends’ houses until she gave birth to Brenda. From then on, she had to rent a cheap apartment in a seedy part of town, juggling between work and Brenda. She was lucky that she had a substantial savings, originally intended for her college education, which she dug into to survive the initial years. In order to survive, she started a start-up company, focusing on graphic design, offering website design and maintenance to companies, which enabled her to work from her apartment and look after Brenda at the same time. She succeeded beyond doubt, expanding her company till what it was now, with 15 employees under her. With the money she earned, she bought the suburban house they were living. She was away on the business trip with a client and would be back late that night.

Of course, all of this explained the influence she had on Brenda. Seeing that mother and daughter were living alone in this quiet neighborhood, I wondered if it would be possible to enslave Amanda too, thus indirectly own this place for any future plans master may have. But that was for later. I woke Brenda up as I was pretty sure that my suggestion had taken hold in her.

We proceeded to shower together, playing around with each other bodies, soaping and cleaning ourselves up. With all those interruptions, we took some time to clean ourselves up. Changing to our nightgowns, we returned to her bedroom and it was time for the next stage of her corruption. Squeezing her breasts and telling her to “Sleep”, she fell into a deep trance immediately.

Uncertainty clouded her tone. She was torn between her memories, her life goals with her trust in me. It was time for the final corruption.

Her brow knotted in concentration, her confusion evident.

The goal of the experiment this time was the use of parallel universes as an enslavement tool. Of course with the shortlist I gave master, he had the necessary information to know who would be suitable for this experiment. Another reason for choosing Brenda.

Smiling, I knew my work was done for the moment. Changing memories was hard, it needed repeated session before the new memories could take hold inside the person’s mind. The mind would fight against the new input but with repeated sessions, it could be done, just as how my brother changed my memories. I got Brenda to lie comfortably on her bed, guiding one of her hand into pajamas and began stroking it. Soon her hand responded to the pleasure that came with the stroking and began moving on her own accord.

Leaving her to condition herself, I left her bedroom amidst her moans of pleasure and went to the living room. Making myself a mug of coffee, I sat on the sofa, watching TV, waiting for Brenda’s mom to come home. I didn’t have to wait long, soon her mom came in, lugging a suitcase. Even at 35 years of age, she was beautiful, giving off a charm that only mature women had; I could see where Brenda got her confidence and looks from. Unlike Brenda, tho, she kept her brown hair short, framing her lithe face. While Brenda doesn’t really make an effort to showcase her beauty, Amanda on the other hand, uses her beauty to the maximum, even after a long plane flight, she looked sharp in her well-fitted business suit. Just looking at her made me realize how much Brenda had kept hidden from the guys in school and what she would look like when she reached her mom’s age.

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Amanda took her suitcase upstairs while I continued to watch the TV but my mind already thinking of how to hypnotize her. Given her state now, tired and jetlag, she was primed for hypnosis, just like my mom a while back. (I did hypnotize mom, once, didn’t I?) After seeing her beauty, I’m sure she would make a good addition for master’s harem. She came down shortly, having changed into a robe and settled onto the sofa with me. We engaged in some chitchat, mostly about Brenda and school before she stretched her body, trying to loosen her stiff muscles.

Smiling at her, while internally rejoicing, I quickly moved behind her, putting my hands on her shoulders and kneading her tense muscles. I focused on massaging her, letting her defenses drop.

I went on for a few more minutes before I feel her sagging into the sofa, her shoulder muscles relaxed, her eyes closed. Continuing massaging her, I leaned closer and started to whisper into her ears.

Continuing my verbal assault, coupled with my massage, Amanda became more and more slack, just lying there, non-resisting. I could feel myself getting aroused, my pussy getting wet and nipples hardening. Here I was, with the daughter already hypnotized in her bedroom, slowly hypnotizing the mother in the living room. It felt so wicked. I had to focus as the urge to jam my fingers into my wanton cunt was overwhelming.

Soon, I had her in a fairly deep trance but since it was the first time, I went slow from there. In order to strengthen my hold, I brought her deeper, focusing on the wonderful feelings she was experiencing. It was time to increase her trust in me for future sessions.

Ahhh, the beauty of family love and trust. Making use of this, I started Amanda down the path of her downfall and maybe slavery to Justin. Oooohhh, the evilness of what I was doing, making use of Amanda’s trust in her daughter against her.

Looking at Amanda as she walked up the stairs to return to her bedroom, I jammed my left hand into my pants, finding my panties soaked from the excitement and quickly brought myself off. Exhausted, I cleaned up the mess in the living room before going to Brenda’s bedroom. Entering it, I found her sleeping soundly on her bed, her hands still inside her pajamas. Judging from the mess in her crotch, it was obvious that she had cum, following my instructions. Sliding into bed with her, I draped my arm over her body, cupping her tits before falling asleep.

I woke up the next morning in a haze of pleasure. My pussy was being licked and it felt good. Surrendering myself to the pleasure, I let Brenda continued with her licking and soon, I was rewarded with an orgasm. As I lay on the bed, panting, trying to catch my breath, she crept up on me and went to work on my nipples. I had to push her away. Smiling at me, she reluctantly got off her bed, inviting me to shower together with her.

Accepting, we went into the bathroom. Again, we took some time to clean up as we played with each other bodies. Sucking on her nipples, alternating between them while she fingered my pussy, paying attention to my clit, we brought ourselves to climax.

Afterward, we had breakfast together, all three of us. Over the usual breakfast banter, I casually asked both of them their plans for the day. It seemed like both of them had nothing planned and were hoping to lounge around at home. Not wanting to let go of such a good opportunity, I managed to persuade Brenda to let me stay over longer. Of course, I had to inform mom about it. When I called home to update her about the situation, I got approval surprisingly fast. Mom seemed to be busy with something, I could hear her, what, panting over the phone? She seemed really eager to get me to hang up. I wondered what was happening, but it didn’t matter, I had my own plans, and orders from my master.

Once I was alone with Brenda in her bedroom, I activated her and brought her into a trance. Setting up just like the night before, I had her rubbing her pussy, and took things to the next stage..

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Letting her trap herself in a loop of pleasure while at the same time altering her own memories, I left her alone in the bedroom, confident that she would complete the task on her own.

I went downstairs, engaging Amanda in chitchat, finding the chance to bring massage into our conversation. Of course, with my suggestion previously, she readily agreed to me massaging her and soon, I had her in a trance too.

Oohhh, it’s so delicious, secretly hypnotizing another woman, slowly changing her. Maybe I ought to advertise my service: “Massage sessions with Jennifer Adams. Enjoy soothing and relaxing sessions with her while she hypnotizes you to be her brother’s slave. Only beauties allowed.” LOL

Given that it was only our second session, I just laid more groundwork, focusing on the previous suggestions and strengthening them.. I left her in the living room, counting to 10,000 going ever deeper into her own trance, becoming more suggestive with every number.

I then returned my attention to Brenda. Going back to her bedroom, I found that she had already cum. I repeated the cycle again, but this time, instead of getting her to pleasure herself, I had her sit on her chair, legs spread open. As she mindless repeated the memories I gave her, feeling them implanted into her, I proceeded to lick her cunt, teasing her clit. Things got kinda blurred for a while, and I can’t remember how many times I made her cum but by the time I finished, my face was dripping wet with her pussy juice and her chair was a mess. Her room definitely smelled of sex and I had her clean up the mess as well as air out the room. I went downstairs and found that Amanda had finished counting and I brought her back, giving her some false memories of how she spent her morning before getting her to prepare lunch for us all.

While Amanda was preparing lunch, I returned to Brenda’s bedroom and woke her up with memories of us masturbating together. We had our lunch together and the afternoon passed by in the same manner. I had Amanda in a trance in her bedroom, again counting to 10,000, bringing herself deeper and strengthening my suggestions to her. Brenda in the meantime was together with me, having stripped topless and lying on her bed. Playing with her tits and licking her nipples, I repeated the same procedures as in the morning. All this went on until dinner time when I woke them up, once again with false memories of how they spent the afternoon.

Finally bidding them goodbye, I went home for dinner. I was rather randy as I spent the whole day in the presence of a pair of hypnotized mother and daughter, and after dinner, I went into master’s bedroom, pulling him with me. After pushing him onto his bed, I straddled him, driving his cock into my hot pussy, pumping him non-stop, trying to sate the desires in me as I gave him my report on the weekend. I came numerous of times on his wonderful cock before he finally came inside me, his cum filling me up, blasting me into unconsciousness.

Week 6, Tuesday

Tomorrow at about 11 AM, a partial solar eclipse is going to occur. Since it will be during school hours, our club didn’t organize any event. Of course Brenda and I felt that it was a waste to miss out on such a phenomenon but there was nothing we could do about it. We were discussing it in the clubroom after everyone else had left when a bright idea came to me. Finding a chance, I activated her into a trance, suggesting to her that she would like to watch the solar eclipse together with me tomorrow. Not that long ago, she would have rejected the idea of skipping class out of hand, but her trust in me was so strong that she accepted my suggestion even though I gave her a rather lame reason. Once done, I brought her out of the trance. We prepared the equipment needed to view the eclipse, packing it aside for easy access tomorrow. After fixing the time to meet in the clubroom tomorrow, we went our own separate ways. Looking forward to tomorrow.

Week 6, Wednesday

I met Brenda in the club room, and we brought the equipment onto the rooftop of the school. Being in the Astronomy club had its perks: Other than our own (admittedly small) club room with lockable doors, we have access to one place most students don’t, namely the school’s rooftop. Our teacher advisor Miss Brooks gave us the access key to the rooftop in order to facilitate our club activities. (Tho, really, there’s too many streetlights and stuff around the school. The hill’s better.) Setting up was easy, since both of us were experienced in it. Once we were done, I activated Brenda, squeezing her tits, enjoying the feel of such soft flesh as she fell into a trance.

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Seeing her hesitation, I knew that her mind was having trouble remembering it, which was great as I want to replace those memories with the suitable ones.

I stood there and watched as the solar eclipse occurred, seeing Brenda’s mind being rewritten, completing another step toward her slavery. Well, since I didn’t need to do anything, I took the chance to enjoy the solar eclipse too. The moon came and went across the sun; not total coverage, but still interesting..

As we packed up, I couldn’t help but smile at how natural it was for Brenda to talk about looking for her master, not showing any hesitation. Looked like the memories swap went well and this step was finally completed. Soon, we could proceed to the final step. Of course, when we got back downstairs, we were both got detention for cutting class. A small price to pay.

Week 6, Thursday

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To Jennifer:

Woke up this morning feeling frisky. I wondered when I could find my master. While the sex with you was hot and arousing, I couldn’t help but feel that something was missing from it. Once again, I played with my tits and pussy but instead of thinking about it, I thought of the master I had not yet found. Imagining him touching my tits, sucking on them, licking my nipples, making them erect. How much I long for master’s touch. My pure body, all ready to receive him and serve him. Playing with my pussy, I took care not to insert my fingers too deep. I need to preserve my hymen for master. All my firsts shall be for him. Slightly pinching my clit, paying special attention to it, the arousal level slowly built up inside me. It felt so pleasurable. I wonder who will be my master. His face is fuzzy in my mind. Nevertheless, just thinking of him using my body for his sexual needs brought me to a high and soon I orgasm, moaning out for master.

Week 7, Tuesday

Brenda invited me to her house today. Of course I accepted. It gave me a chance to hypnotize her and proceed with the experiment. We lounged around in the living room, engaging in normal girl chat. From the conversation, I found out that Amanda had been asking Brenda about me. Looked like my plan was going well, the next time I meet Amanda, I could proceed further. Once I got all I needed, I activated Brenda’s trance and soon, I had her slumped on the sofa, in a very deep trance. Trance trance trance.

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Smiling at her slack form on the sofa, I knew the deal was sealed. Such an overwhelming trust as I led her to slavery. It felt so wicked and evil. I’m sure master would enjoy her charms. Taking out the photo of Justin which I had brought along, I held it in front of Brenda’s face.

I let my free hand moved down into her pants, slowly rubbing her cunt through her panties, eliciting moans of pleasure from her.

Jen: Very good. Your awakened mind will not remember about him but your sleeping mind will. Burn the image of your master into your mind, the master who is the gravity creating your wonderful black hole. Later when I wake you, you will not remember this, but your sleeping mind will forever remember the face of your master. It will lie dormant inside of you until you meet him. The moment you set your eyes on him, you will have an orgasm and only then shall you realize that he is the one you are seeking for. From then on, the urge to serve him, to be his slave will slowly build up inside you. You cannot deny your bloodline and with it, you will find the chance to give yourself to him, mind, body and soul. Do you understand?

Putting away the photo, I woke Brenda up, knowing that soon, she would be a loving sex slave of my brother. Of course, now I need to get them to meet up, hence I took the chance to invite her for a sleepover at my house this Friday. She agreed readily and in my mind, I knew that soon, she would be master’s slave just like me.

I stayed on longer, hoping to meet with Amanda and my prayers was answered. Amanda came back shortly before dinner time. I quickly activated Brenda’s trance, leaving her alone in her bedroom, playing with her tits and thinking about her master, falling deeper and deeper into the black hole. Amanda looked tired, giving me the opening to offer another massage. She accepted and soon, I had her in a trance again. Slave. Trance. Hypnosis. Trance. oooh.

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I left her alone and quickly went back to Brenda’s bedroom. Once again, I woke her up with no memories of what happened. When I was sure that they didn’t suspect anything, I bid farewell to them and went home. I’m definitely looking forward to Friday.

I reported my progress to master and he was pleased. I got a good fuck as a reward, doggie style as I bent over my bed as his cock filled me up. His cock sliding into my willing pussy as I tensed my cunt muscles, trying to milk his cum out of him was amazing. The sensation in my wanton cunt as his cock pounded into me felt so gooood.

With his hands grabbing my tits to handle, he started to pound me harder, raising the pleasure I’m feeling and soon, I came non-stop, his amazing cock spurting in me, and I blacked out again. I seem to be doing that a lot lately..

Week 7, Saturday

I must admit, I was very excited today. Brenda and I reached home first, so we lounged around in the living room, just having some idle conversations to pass time. I was anxiously waiting for Justin to come home. I didn’t know how long had passed but he finally came home, stained and perspiring from his baseball practice. The moment he came through the door, I heard Brenda gasp, in shock or pleasure, I didn’t know. Turning to her, I saw her shuddering, biting her lips, trying to hold her moans in from the orgasm she was having. The experiment had succeeded without doubt. Just seeing Brenda then was enough proof. Winking at Justin as he went to take a shower, I sat next to Brenda, arranging concern on my face.

Seeing her looking wistfully at the stairs which Justin had gone up a while ago, I knew it was only a matter of time. We continued to stay in the living room, channel surfing before Justin joined us. After the introductions, we had chatted about school and Brenda sure looked eager to talk with Justin. We called takeout for our dinner, mom being busy with work again, so only the 3 of us were left in the house.

We finally retired for the night with Brenda and me showering together. During the shower, it seemed like she wanted to talk to me but she looked rather embarrassed and said nothing. Once we were done, we sat on Isabel’s bed, dressed in bathrobes and somehow, when the conversation finally started, was about Justin. Well, mainly Brenda asking questions while I answered her. It was all for her future life, so I had to put up with it.(No transcript, no point!) Just when she was about to changed into her pajamas and called it a night, I activated her and had her lie on Isabel’s bed in a trance. Ohhh, it felt so hot, seeing Brenda, hypnotized on the bed. Just weeks ago, it was me lying there as Justin shaped me to be his loving slave.

I went to Justin’s room and found him lying naked on his bed, reading a psychology journal. Climbing onto the bed, I slipped off my bathrobe, straddling him. We had the whole night to ourselves, so I would have my fun first. As I rocked gently, rubbing his cock with my lower lips, coating it with my juice without letting it slide into me, I leaned forward and french-kissed him, our tongues dancing about as I continued my rocking. His hands reached up to cup my tits, squeezing and molding them into the shape he wanted. Just like my mind.. Such sinful pleasure as sister and brother willingly engaged in such a carnal act. I raised my hips higher, releasing his cock as it sprang up, stiff and straight. It felt as if it was beckoning me to sink myself onto it. Slowly, I lowered myself, welcoming it into my wanton cunt, feeling it sink deeper and deeper into me until our groins met, our pubic hair wet with my juice and his pre-cum. I just sat there, savoring the exquisite feeling of master’s cock deep inside my hot cunt. Despite having it inside of me so many times, I can never get enough of these feelings. My pussy was meant for him alone, meant to be wrapped around his cock, pulsating, trying to milk it for all its worth. Looking down, past my tits, I saw our groins conjoined together, his cock all the way inside his older sister as my cunt lips wrapped around it protectively, keeping it inside of me. Igniting a flame of desire in me, I started to hump him, raising myself as high as I could without letting his cock slip out of me before driving his cock deeper into me, making me moan out in delight. His cockhead was soon at the entrance of my womb as I continued riding him, welcoming his cock inside me. I was soon rewarded as his cock bump up my cervix, opening my womb to it as he came inside of me, coating my womb with his hot cum as I exploded in a dazzling of lights, my pussy clenching hard on his cock. I could hear him groan in pleasures as we both came together.

Panting for breath as we came down from the climax, I rested on him, feeling my tits crushed up against his chest while his dick slowly soften inside of my cunt. Feeling a sense of satisfaction as I lie on him while he stroked my hair, as we came down from the sensation of our great fuck. Once we had recovered, we went back to my room where Brenda was waiting for us. I slowly undressed her, exposing her body to the eyes of my master, letting him be the first and only guy to ever lay his eyes upon Brenda’s beautiful body. The effect was immediate as his cock hardened at the sight.

Whispering words of relaxation to Brenda, telling her that all this was just a dream she was having about her master, telling her to immerse herself into the pleasure and telling her to open her mind up to listen to master’s voice, we propped her up on the bed until her back was lying against Justin’s chest. Slowly, we spread open her legs as I kneed down between them, feeling Justin’s cum leaking out of my pussy, tickling down my thighs. Looking at her beautiful pussy, I proceeded to lick it tenderly while Justin fondled her breasts, at the same time whispering into her ears. I couldn’t hear what he was telling Brenda, all I experienced was the beautiful pussy in front of me as I continued licking it, paying close attention to her engorged clit. Soon, she was moaning in pleasure, agreeing to whatever Justin was telling her. Anyone seeing the scene in my bedroom would be stuck by the wickedness of it, where sister and brother working in tandem, enslaving a girl. I didn’t know how much time had passed but finally Brenda came all over my face as she collapsed exhausted onto bed. Tucking her in, Justin stood up and gave me a soul searing kiss, tasting Brenda’s juice on my lips before he left the room, leaving me alone with her. Listening to her steady breathing as she slept, I too fell asleep on my bed exhausted.

I woke up the next morning to find Brenda looking at me from across, smiling radiantly. She happily told me she had a nice dream last night. She didn’t even find it weird that she was sleeping naked, all she was thinking was the dream she had. We had breakfast together before she went home.

Week 8, Friday

Didn’t get to see Brenda for the whole week until today. She texted me, telling me to meet her at the club room. Of course, given it was a weekend, we had the club room to ourselves again. She was waiting for me when I arrived. I sat opposite her, waiting for her to start talking. She was fidgeting and her face was red with embarrassment before she finally spoke. She told me that she had finally found her master. I asked her who her master was. She turned red again, muttering that she would tell me next time, she asked me for advice on what to do. Since I knew she would be submitting to Justin, I had to make it special. After all, she would willingly give her virginity to him as a sign of her submission. After giving her advice, I also recommended her to go on birth control pills, wouldn’t want unexpected pregnancy to disturb our lives as well as bring attention to us. She agreed readily. We went to get a prescription from the doctor together before we went home.

Week 9, Tuesday

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To Jennifer:

I couldn’t sleep tonight. Been thinking about Justin ever since that day I met him. My Griffin blood cries out for him every day. He’s my master, no doubt about it. As I lie on my bed, every time I close my eyes, all I see was him. I wonder how he looks underneath his clothes… Would he like my body? Would I be able to give him pleasure? Would I be able to fulfill my duties as his slave? So many questions...

To divert my attention, I started masturbating. Squeezing my tits, imaging that those were his hands playing with them, pinching my nipples, wanting so much for him to suck it. The level of pleasure I was experiencing was higher than before. I guess the fact that I had found my master helped. I longed so much to give myself to him, my first kiss with a guy, my virginity in my pussy and ass, all shall be his.

Fingering my cunt, feeling wave of pleasure coursing through me, I moaned out his name as I brought myself nearer to my climax. My breathing become labored as I neared the climax I sought and finally, a light pinch on my clit brought me over as my orgasm crashed into me. Spasming on my bed as my pussy moaned at the emptiness I know could be filled with his cock, I lay exhausted on my bed, thinking about Justin again.

Any time now...

Week 9, Wednesday

Brenda texted me again today, asking me to meet her on the rooftop after school. Met her on my way there, but she didn’t speak to me, so we continued walking silently up to the rooftop. Standing at the rooftop, with the cool breeze blowing at us, we looked out across towards the hills east of town; that observation field is out there.. Brenda finally spoke.

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I ought to be given an award for superior acting. LOL

Parting ways, I knew this part of the experiment was a huge success. Reaching home, I let Justin know about it and was rewarded with a good fuck. I can’t wait for Saturday to come

Week 9, Saturday

Today Justin and I went to Brenda’s house. Greeting us at the door was Brenda, wearing a bathrobe. She let us in quickly and led us to her bedroom before she excused herself to change. I sat at the head of her bed, beckoning Justin over, so he could rest his head on my thighs.

Shortly, Brenda came back and she was breathtaking. Dressed in a new white summer dress which gave credit to her shapely body, showing off the appropriate curves, she looked like a pure angel descend upon us. Not wearing her glasses, she smiled shyly at us, her coquettish features easily melting Justin’s heart as I heard him took in a deep breath.

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Justin stood up from the bed, stepping closer to Brenda who leant forward and hugged him. She tiptoed and kissed him, giving him her first kiss. As they made out in front of me, their tongue fencing with each other, I could see Brenda melting into the embrace of Justin. Soon, they separated to catch their breath and for Brenda to help Justin out of his clothes. Unbuttoning his shirt, moving her hands over his chest, feeling its broadness and playing lightly with his nipples. As she slipped the shirt off, she bent forward and slightly sucked his nipples, coating them with her saliva. Next she kneed down and slowly unzipped his pants, pulling them down his legs. Glancing at his underwear, which was struggling to hold his hard cock, she nuzzled her face at it for a while before pulling it off, freeing his cock for us to see. She gave a gasp as his cock spring up, stiff and straight, and without hesitation, apart from a single quick lick, she took into her mouth.

As it was her first time, she struggled with the size of it but slowly, she got a hang on it and soon, Justin was moaning from her blowjob. I could see his ass tightening as his orgasm came, his hands went to her head, holding it there as he came in her mouth. Gagging at the flow of cum, Brenda struggled to swallow it but she didn’t succeed as I could see her spilled some over her dress, straining it. Finally, he stopped, releasing her from his hold. Her throat moved as she swallowed the remaining cum and she stood up. Licking her lips, she pushed Justin towards her bed as she took a couple of steps back to give us both a good view. She waited for Justin to settle back comfortably on her bed, his head resting on my thighs again.

Once we were ready, she began her strip show. Slipping the dress off, showing her bare shoulders, she let the dress drop to the floor, pooling at her feet. She was wearing a matching white panties and bra set which told us how she saw the purity of her mind, body and soul. Such an irony. She was definitely a pure existence at the start of the experiment, but with hypnosis, her moral values were slowly warped to suit us and here she was, showing us her body, preparing to defile it and embracing her slavery. Off went her bra, freeing her soft tits, slowly exposing her body for the first time (in her mind) to a guy. She bent forward, her tits hanging freely as she pulled her panties down. Even from far, I could see that she was soaking wet, aroused over what was going to happen, as the wet fabric came unstuck from her skin. Stepping from the pool of clothing at her feet, she moved toward the bed.

Climbing onto bed, she came forward and kissed Justin again, this time guiding his hands to her tits. Looking at her body wiggling as he mauled her tits, fondling them, molding them to his taste excited me. She came up for breath, moving back along his body until his stiff cock was rested between the cleavage of her tits. Pushing them together, she pumped them up and down, giving him a tit fuck. I could see the cock disappearing into the soft flesh before coming up again where she would give it a lick. Looking at all these foreplay got me hot and aroused as my pussy started to get wet.

It went on for a while, before she finally stood back up, spreading her shapely thighs to straddle Justin. I could see her pussy lips spread open as she slowly parted her legs, exposing her cunt. Then she kneed down, her knees on either side of Justin’s body, his cock erect and pointing at her cunt. I could see her juices dribbling down her thighs, the smell of her arousal thick in the room. Justin’s hands came up and rubbed across her lower lips, causing her to moan out in shock and pleasure. Her own sacred place, a place no man had ever seen nor touch before, had been defiled by Justin’s hands, yet instead of feeling repulsed, she was aroused beyond measure. Grinding her pussy against his hands, she moaned out in pleasure again and again. Her breathing was heavy, her chest heaving, causing her breasts to jiggle.

Her hands came down, grabbing hold of his hands. Surprisingly, instead of helping them rubbed her pussy, she gently guided them to the side. Looking at Justin straight in the eyes, her hands went down and gently positioned his cock towards her pussy. Slowly, she let go of the strength in her legs, causing her whole body weight to focus onto her pussy. I could see her lower lips slowly encompassed his cock head, wrapping around it as she sank down onto him. Her face was contorted in pain as her cunt welcomed her first and only cock into it. Sinking lower, Justin’s cock disappeared into her and finally, their groins rested together. She leaned forward, hugging Justin, crushing her tits into his chest, tears in her eyes as she fought the pain of her broken hymen, stepping onto the path of womanhood.

They stayed like this for some time, enjoying each other’s warmth, before Brenda slowly pushed herself up. She started riding him, gentle and slow at the start. Their intermingled juices mixed with her virgin blood started slipping out as she rode him. Her riding gained pace as she got used to the cock inside of her, faster and faster she went, both of them groaning out from the pleasure they were feeling. Their rhythm was soon lost as their excitement grew, bringing them closer to the climax they sought. Faster and faster she rode him, her moans getting louder and finally, Justin’s ass tightened as he pounded into her and came, triggering her own orgasm. Riding out their respective orgasms, she collapsed onto him, panting, trying to catch their breath.

Brenda didn’t show a hint of surprise. She just raised herself up and leant forward to kiss me, squeezing my tits with her hands at the same time. It seemed that the moment she lost her virginity and let Justin’s cum inside her, she reverted to her slave mode as programmed by me which was to obey her master without questions and to keep him satisfied and happy. Her mind still retained her personality and knowledge, but her priority now would be her master’s pleasure, desire and happiness. As we continued to kiss each other, I felt not just arousal, but something more profound, a searing joy deep inside the black hole in my own head. (I have a black hole at the center of my head!! LOL!!) The experiment was a success and another girl now knows the bliss of absolute obedience to my master.

I want to feel like that again and again and again...

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