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Fulfilled

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Fulfilled

by Hypnotic Finale

(MF, MD, MC, FF, FT)

Every man in his own state of mind has a sexual fantasy, a sexual urge, and a sexual desire to be ‘fulfilled.’ To each his own, we all desire that this will become true in a sense that our urges and our needs are to be satisfied. Alas, we really have no choice but to accept reality what it is. Or do we?

My story begins like any other story. Myself? You can call me Travis. My vitals? I’m 6′2, weigh about 175 pounds, with a dark skin complexion. Occupation? College student, but hey, we all are students in the game of life aren’t we? Anyway, continuing on, as any normal college guy would desire, there are females all around of me. They don’t pay attention, despite me being a running back on our undefeated football team. So what if I’m third string? Not like I can do anything about it. Anyway, I don’t get that much attention around campus. Girls look at me as another “jock” that can get laid anytime they pleased. Me? I wish I could, but unless there is a law that said every college girl had to sleep with a member of the football team, then I wouldn’t. Hell, even if they had such a law they would go to the star quarterback anyway. Enough with the info though, onward with the story.

It all started when notes were posted around campus of a talent show being held in the school’s student center in a few weeks. With top prize being $1000, who wouldn’t want easy money when they had an opportunity to get it? The only problem was that I didn’t have any talent whatsoever. I couldn’t sing, couldn’t dance, and I could barely cook for myself. Anyways, I shook my head and was about to walk away when I bumped into Monica. Now Monica was one very fine woman. She was a 5′10″, 130 pound caramel complexion candy bar that I wanted to lick and find out where her cream filling was. She lived on the same apartment floor that I stayed on and we had chatted on occasion since we both had sociology together. Despite that, I knocked her books out her hand and onto the floor.

“Sorry about that Monica,” I said, bending over and picking up her books.

“It’s okay Travis,” she said, displaying that beautiful Colgate smile. “Happens all the time,” she continued sarcastically.

“I kind of figured.”

“So what are you doing here Travis? Thinking about entering the talent show?”

“I did have thoughts. I could use that money to pay my car note for this month along with a few other bills that I hadn’t been able to catch up on.”

“Well why don’t you go for it?”

“I really don’t know what to do.”

“Well how about this. I’m thinking about entering and I don’t have anything to do either. Why don’t I stop by your apartment and maybe we can work together on a little something.”

Now when I heard that, I was a little awestruck. I figured this was going to be some kind of trick that she would play on me. I mean, she is a Delta, and she is fine. If it’s a trick, well damn, I wanna be tricked.

“That sounds good to me, Monica.”

“Where do you stay at? I know you’re on my floor, just don’t know what room.”

“I live in 355, right by the laundry room.”

“Alright, so what time?”

“When are you available?”

“Let’s make it 8 p.m. Here is my number if you want to give me a call before then.”

“That’s cool, here is mine as well.”

“See you later Travis.”

“Later Monica.”

Now that was just a weird conversation you know in the first place, but I just wanted to feel the satisfaction that she was coming to chill in my apartment.

I proceeded to my apartment, thinking of ideas of what type of talent I could do with Monica as my partner. My apartment would be empty as always because my so- called “roommate” is never home. He stays with his girlfriend off campus so I basically have a bachelor pad. When I arrived back to my apartment, I took a seat on the couch and begin to think of things I could do. Clueless by all means, I decided to turn on the television to see if anything would pop to my mind while I’m watching.

As luck would have it, I came across a talk show that demonstrated the many uses of hypnosis. HYPNOSIS!!! That’s it. I could hypnotize one of the most beautiful women on this campus and then I could have some ‘fun’ with her. I mean, it sounded like a good plan, but would it work? I decided to see if Monica was down for it.

“Hello?” she said, answering her phone.

“Hey Monica, this is Travis.”

“Oh hey, what’s up?”

“Nothing much, hey I have a question for you.”

“What is it?”

“Uh... Uh... Do you have any different outfits that you can bring tonight? I want to make sure that you and I have matching outfits for our talent.”

“So you found one?”

“You can say that.”

“Well, I’m sure that I can find a few outfits to bring.”

“Cool. Thanks Monica, you’re the greatest.”

“Oh Travis, I have a question.”

“Yes?”

“Is it alright if one of my sorority sisters join with us? She’s interested to and I told her that I would ask you.”

When Monica said that, my mind began flowing with ideas. I mean, two sorority girls hypnotized? Man, could it get any better?

“That’s cool with me, just make sure she brings some outfits as well,” I mentioned.

“Alright Travis, until then.”

As she hung up, my mind overflowed with ideas. I thought of many possibilities that I could do with them, but first, I had to learn how to hypnotize. Dammit! I knew I forgot something. I rushed to my computer and looked up websites about hypnosis. Needless to say, a majority of them charged a fee, so I kept searching until I found one that gave me direct instructions. I printed off a copy of the manuscript and I begin to memorize it. It took me three hours, but I finally memorized what I had to say and what to look for to see when my subject was hypnotized. I jumped into the shower and scrubbed myself down, almost turning myself on with the thoughts of what could occur that night, but I didn’t rush too much ahead, knowing that I had to make sure that it worked.

Around eight o’clock, I heard a knock on my door. I stood up, dusting my shoulders off and took a deep breath as I opened it.

“Hi Travis,” Monica said, smiling at me. “This is my friend, Alexis.”

Now Alexis was attractive in her own right. She was about 5′6″, about 130, with a butterscotch complexion, and long black hair, not to mention a pair of 34DD on the side.

“Nice to meet you Alexis,” I said, extending my hand for a shake.

“Same here,” she replied in a quiet voice. “I heard a lot about you.”

“Really?” I asked, puzzled. “Come on in and have a seat,” I added.

For the next thirty-five or so minutes, all three of us talked and laughed, while getting to know each other. I found out some things about Alexis, such as her major, where she works, and so forth, while Monica told me how crazy things were in the sorority. Anyways, as the night moved on, Monica asked the question I’ve been waiting to hear:

“So, what are we going to do for the talent show?”

“Well,” I said. Why don’t you two take a seat in this chair right here and I will tell you.

They obliged as I showed them the chairs, sneaking a peak at both of their beautiful backsides as they walked and took a seat.

“Now ladies,” I said. “I thought long and hard about what we should do and I think we should do... um...

“Come on,” said Monica.

“I want to hypnotize you two.”

A sudden burst of laughter emerged in the room as Monica and Alexis tried to regain their composure.

“Hypnosis?” Monica said laughing. “What makes you think you can hypnotize either of us?”

“Well I’ve been studying it for a while and I believe I can do it.”

“I thought you said you didn’t have any talents,” Monica added.

“I didn’t think hypnosis was one,” I quickly responded, trying not to blow my cover.

“Hypnotize us huh?” Monica said. “Well, might as well see what you can do, what do you say Alexis?

“Sure, might as well get a few laughs out of it,” Alexis chuckled.

As the two of them calmed down, I pulled out a small pendent with a diamond in the middle and began to swing it in front of both of their eyes. Needless to say they refused to follow it at first but all of a sudden, their eyes became attached to it. As my voice got calmer, their bodies begin to relax and slump over slightly. I believed it was working and I begin to put my thoughts in their head.

“Now ladies, on the count of three, you will be in a deep, relaxed sleep with no cares or worries in the world. The only thing you will be concerned about is the sound of my voice and what I say. One, two, three.”

Almost instantly, their bodies completely slumped over in the chair. I walked around them, touching them and pushing them. They did not move. I had hypnotized them!!! But how deep under hypnosis were they? I had to see how deep my trance was with them.

“Now ladies, at the snap of my fingers, you both will sit up in your chair, but remaining completely relaxed and open to anything I ask you to do.”

I snapped my fingers and both of them sat up. They were breathing deeply and had no expression on their face. I figured it was time for the real tests.

“Now ladies, when you feel my hands on your shoulders, that means I am talking to you and only you. I will ask you a question and you will have to answer it in complete honesty and will not hold anything back.”

I walked over to Monica first and placed my hands on her shoulders. She immediately straightened up attentively and seemed anxious to respond.

“What is your name?” I asked.

“Monica.”

“How old are you?”

“22.”

“So far, so good,” I thought to myself. “It’s time for the real test.” Monica, what do you think about me, referring to attractiveness?

“I think you’re a very handsome, young man,” she started. “But I don’t think I could date you.”

Much to my disappointment, I wondered why she would say that. I wasn’t that bad, was I?

“Why can’t you see yourself dating me?”

“I don’t know. I think if we started dating and broke up, we wouldn’t be able to be friends,” she replied.

Sounded like a typical woman’s excuse not to date me, but I think I could persuade her otherwise. I removed my hands off of Monica’s shoulders and placed them on Alexis’ shoulders. She rose up as I addressed her.

“What is your name?”

“My name is Alexis.”

“How old are you?”

“I’m 21.”

“Alexis, what is the freakiest thing you would want to do in a sexual relationship?”

Her eyebrows rose slightly as I thought that she wouldn’t want to respond to my question.

“I want to have a threesome with a guy, and one of my sorority sisters.”

“Wow,” I thought to myself. “Are you bisexual Alexis?”

“Yes I am.”

Now if I knew this was going to happen I would have just went with the flow, but something crossed my mind.

“Do any of your sorority sisters know that you’re bisexual?”

“No they don’t.”

“Not even Monica?”

“Not even Monica.”

Now gears really began to turn in my head. I think it was time to have some fun with these girls.

“Alexis, do you find Monica attractive?”

“Yes, I do.”

“Good. Now ladies, on the count of three you will wake up from your sleep not remembering anything you have said or you have told me, but for some reason, your mind and body will do what I ask, no matter how hard you try to fight it, don’t like it, or resist it, do you both understand?”

“Yes,” they said simultaneously.

“Good. One, two, three, wake up!”

With that, both of them began to wake up. Each of the girls stretched their arms out and began to stand up. Monica looked at me.

“So, when are you going to hypnotize us?” she said giggling.

“I told you that he couldn’t do it,” Alexis added with a smile on their face.

“If you girls only knew,” I said, replying with an evil smirk across my lips.

“Knew what?” Monica asked.

“Well ladies, I hate to break this two you, but both of you are under a spell right now, my spell.”

“Your spell huh?” said Monica.

“What type of spell,” added Alexis. “Are you going to make us disappear?”

Monica laughed at the comment that Alexis just made. I began to get mad and I had just the plan to calm me down.

“Well ladies, what would you say if I told you that you two had to do what I ask, no matter how hard you try to fight it or resist it?”

“Well I would say that you’re either crazy or you’re nuts,” Monica said.

“Well ladies, that’s what exactly has happened to you.”

“Oh really? How so?” said Alexis.

“Well believe it or not, both of you are hypnotized at this very moment.”

“Yeah, okay Travis, whatever you say,” Monica said sarcastically.

“Do I have to prove it to you?” I retorted.

“Yeh, prove it to me Travis.”

Needless to say, it was about to be show time. I tried to hold it in but it just came out.

“Well Monica, I love those legs of yours,” I said, staring at her in her skirt.

“Well thank you Travis.”

“Why don’t you cross them for me, very slowly and sexually right there on the couch.”

To my amazement, she began walking to the couch, strutting her hips back and forth.

“What the fuck am I doing?” Monica said, as she slowly lifted her left leg up and crossed it over her right leg, rubbing her legs she crossed them. “What the hell did I do that for?”

I smiled and replied, “You did that because you’re under my spell.”

“Bullshit Travis, this isn’t funny,” she said as she tried to get up. “Why can’t I get up? I’m stuck.”

“I told you Monica, you can only get up when I tell you to get up.”

“This isn’t fair!!! You can’t take advantage of me!!!”

“I can and I will Monica.” I looked over at Alexis, who stood their trembling in fear.

“What are you going to do to me?” Alexis asked.

“Get on your hands and knees.”

She did so, falling to her face and bowing down to me. I felt so good, so powerful, I felt like I could do anything. That’s when it hit me.

“Alexis, kiss my feet and suck my toes.”

“Like hell,” she said before her lips began to kiss the top of my feet. “You can’t... do... this... to...”

“Don’t say another word Alexis until I tell you to, and continue sucking, it feels good.”

Monica could only watch as her sorority sister was on the floor kissing my feet. I moaned a little, knowing that her kisses were only the beginning of my pleasure.

“Now Alexis, when you stop kissing my feet, you will tell Monica you’re true sexual orientation. You will stare her right in the eyes and tell her the truth of how you feel about her. Now stop.”

Alexis stopped and stood up. She turned around slowly and walked over to Monica and stared her in her eyes.

“Monica... I’m... I’m bisexual...”

“What?”

“And I want to fuck you.”

“Hold up Alexis, you’re bisexual?”

“Silenced!” I said to both of them as they immediately closed their mouths. “It’s time for me to continue to enjoy myself. Monica, I brought over a maid outfit especially for you. Go put it on, and in the meanwhile, Alexis, come suck my dick.”

Monica stood up and began walking to my room. She couldn’t say a thing but it was apparent by the look on her face that she did not enjoy what was going on. Alexis crawled over to me and unbuttoned my pants. She tried to resist opening her mouth but she couldn’t help herself. She began to slip the tip of my dick in her mouth and she sucked it slowly. It was wonderful as she closed her eyes and took her hands and began to stroke my dick as her mouth gave my dick a massage. Her up and down motions on it came natural.

“Do you like this Alexis?” I asked.

She pulled my dick out of her mouth for a brief moment.

“I... I... I hate you,” she said before my dick shoved back in her mouth as she continued to suck it.

Monica returned to the room and man was she looking good. She had on a tight black corset with a little white apron, with her breasts almost popping out. She had four- inch heels, a feather duster, and a little maid’s bonnet on her head.

“Looking good,” I told Monica as my dick was continued to getting sucked. “How do you feel now?”

“I feel like trash,” she replied. “Why are you doing this to me?”

“It doesn’t really matter why I’m doing this Monica. I’m enjoying it. Now Alexis, I bought you a ho outfit in the back. Stop sucking my dick and go put on the outfit. Meanwhile Monica, bend over the table and start dusting.”

Immediately Alexis took my dick out of her mouth and walked to the back room. Monica walked to the table and bent over to start dusting it off. It was amazing to see her ass and wet pussy with no panties on. Unable to resist, I went over and stuck my dick in her pussy from the rear.

“Oh shit,” she said, moaning to my dick in her pussy.

Unable to get my dick out of her pussy, she shook furiously to remove it, only to cause the shaking to vibrate her pussy as my dick went in and out of her like a jackhammer. She couldn’t resist the feel of it as she moaned louder. Just then, Alexis returned, looking marvelous. I pulled my dick out of Monica and told her to sit down with her legs spread and not to move. She obeyed me, still exhaling from the huge ten inches that widened her pussy up. Alexis looked just like a ho as well. A tight, crimson red dress, barely coming over the ass with stilettos and her hair down to her shoulders, she was looking, as I call it, fuckable.

“Now Alexis, what do you look like sweetie?” I said to her.

“I...,” as she tried to resist. “I look like a ho.”

“Very good. Now tell me Alexis, what do hoes do?”

“They... they fuck.”

“Again, very good. Now what does Alexis like to do since she’s a ho?”

Her eyes began to roll. She began to struggle with her body. She fought, as if her body was possessed but to no avail, she was my puppet, but importantly, my ho.

“Alexis likes to fuck,” she said, straddling me and slipping my dick underneath her dress and into her pussy.

“I didn’t quite hear you sweetie, what do you do?”

“I fuck.”

“Louder.”

“I fuck, I fuck,” she said, convulsing from her orgasm.

“And who am I?”

“Travis.”

“No, I am not. From now on, I am your master. You and Monica will call me master from now on, do you understand?”

“Yes master.”

“Who do you belong to Alexis?”

“I belong to you master.”

“And who do you belong to, Monica?”

“I... I belong to you, master.”

This was wonderful, but I had one more thing in store for this session, and it was a hell of a doozy.

“Now Monica and Alexis, I want each of you to start kissing up the side of my dick, beginning at my balls. Once you get to the tip, each of you will suck my dick for 30 seconds and then put it inside of you for another 30 seconds. After that, you two will kiss, and place your fingers in each other pussy, calling yourselves the dirtiest names you can think of and how bad you want to fuck me. Now begin.”

Alexis rose off of my dick and fell to one side of my dick. Likewise, Monica did the same. I felt their lips, kiss my balls, each sucking on one and beginning to move up my dick. With each kiss, I felt their lips vibrate as my dick got harder. They moved further, kissing the center of my dick and finally arrived to my tip. They stared in each other’s eyes, as if they had lost all hope. Monica was first to put my dick in her mouth as she sucked on it, deep-throating it as I came in her mouth. After 30 seconds, she quickly forced my dick inside of her. She moaned, not noticing how unbelievable the adrenaline rush was inside of her as I made her reach her point of ecstasy. After a minute, she got off my dick and Alexis began to suck it. She inhaled my cum, making sure to get every drop as she couldn’t resist blowing on it. She then straddled my lap, putting my dick in her and rode me back and forth on the chair. Damn, I was feeling good, but the good part was about

to begin. She got off my dick and both her and Monica licked their fingertips and begin to put them in each other’s pussy. Immediately, I found out how bad they wanted me.

“Oh master, I want to fuck you nonstop,” said Alexis.

“Master, I want to ride you and fuck you in every position possible,” said Monica.

“Master, I want you to cum all over my nipples and feel your dick beat against my chest,” said Alexis. “I want to fuck you nonstop anytime and anyplace and let you control me master.”

“I want to put your dick in my mouth and suck the skin off of it,” Monica said. “Master, I want to be your slut and I want to put my pussy on your face and let you eat it out like you were at a buffet.”

I smiled in delight, moaning from the jobs that I have received and what I have heard from my loyal servants, but now, it was time to leave a thought.

“Now ladies, on the count of three, you will wake up, remembering everything that you have done today, but unable to tell anybody about the incident. You will not be able to communicate what occurred in here by any means, and will want more from me each time you hear my voice or see me. Each of you will bring a sorority sister next time you see me and they will become sluts like you. Now you will change back in your normal clothes, but every time my voice and only my voice says ‘slut’ you will return to your degrading stage. One, two three,” I said.

The girls stood up, looking at me with disgust, but unable to touch me and harm me. They had tears in their eyes, but could not cry. They knew now that they were ‘property’ of me, and they knew that the assignment I gave them would only add to their misery as they knew that two more of their sorority sisters would be owned by me. They returned in their normal clothes and began to walk out the door.

“Wait,” I said. They both froze. “Where’s my kisses at, sluts?”

Immediately they fell to their knees and Alexis rushed over to my dick and sucked it one more time. Monica fell to the floor, fingering her pussy round and round, unable to control herself.

“What a day,” I said.

The End...