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Chapter 3- The New Sorority President

After having a little bit of fun with Alexis, Monica, and Patricia, I decided to take my plan a step further. I never knew hypnosis could be such fun, but now, it was time for the extreme case of what male dominance was about. Over the next week, I used Patricia’s authority to call all of the sorority sisters into her room for a meeting. Needless to say, Alexis and Monica were there as well. I had Alexis and Monica hold each of the sister’s arms and hypnotized them as soon as they came to the room. (To let you know, I began studying hypnosis and how to take over the free will of others and that’s what I was doing.) In any case, I hypnotized the remaining 12 sorority sisters and had placed a subliminal thought in each of their minds that there would be a very important meeting this Friday. I told them that all of their original plans should be cancelled immediately and that they should report to the living room area with the rest of their sisters. I further instructed them to lock all doors, windows, and turn off all cell phones and do not take any calls from anyone during the day. I smiled and watched as each one accepted my suggestions and went on their happy way. I told Alexis, Monica, and Patricia to do the same thing and that Friday would be a day of fun.

Friday rolled around rather quickly. As I arrived at the sorority house, I was pleased to see that all 15 sorority sisters were sitting in the living area as I instructed. After I walked in, Monica walked over to the door and locked it behind me. All the sisters turned off their phones and paid attention to Patricia who was about to call the meeting.

“Alright ladies settle down,” said Patricia. “The reason that I called this emergency meeting is to introduce you to someone very special to our group. He has made generous contributions to our sorority and I would like to introduce you to him. Ladies, this is Travis Watkins.”

To my delight, the intro was nice, but the applause received from 15 of the most beautiful ladies on this campus was even better. Despite that, it was time for me to get to work and take care of business.

“Thank you ladies,” I said. “I am so glad that I could be here tonight with you all, but it’s also an honor. In any case, I’m going to get straight to the point and not waste any of your precious time. Once again, my name is Travis and the reason that I am here tonight is to let you know that I will be your new sorority president.”

Mumbles began to scatter across the room as many odd looks were thrown at me. When I hypnotized each of these girls, I also placed a thought that they had never met me before and that would have their free will, but all of my commands were their top priority. One of the girls raised her hand.

“Excuse me,” she said. “I know this may sound like a very stupid question, but first of all, how can you be in a sorority if you’re not a girl, and two, what makes you think you’re going to be our president?”

Giggles echoed throughout the room as the girls waited for a response. They didn’t have to wait long for one from me.

“Well sweetie, it’s simple,” I responded. “To answer your question in a blatant form, you, along with the rest of your sorority sisters are under my control.”

The giggles began to change into an outburst of hysterical laughter.

“Control?” she retorted, holding her stomach from the laughter. “Boy please, there has been no man that is able to control me.”

“Really?” I responded. “Well, then tell me this cutie. How come halfway between your sentences, you want to say that you want to suck my dick?”

The girl gave me an awkward stare before she began laughing at me again.

“Yeah right, there is no way... no way I would refuse to suck your dick daddy,” she said.

As I smiled, the rest of the sorority sisters just stared at her. I looked at her dead in her eyes.

“Why did you say that cutie?” I asked her.

She got a puzzled look on her face, but it was apparent that she was trying to play off what just happened.

“Well I was just fooling... fooling.... damn daddy bring that dick to me so I can thrust it down my throat,” she said before she covered her mouth in shock.

“Okay, you’re back to normal cutie, but do you believe me now?” I asked.

She sat there, awestruck, like the rest of her sisters. Her sisters wanted to scream, but I held my hand up, silencing their voices. Their legs were frozen to the floor where they sat at, and now all eyes were focused on me.

“As I was saying before I was interrupted ladies, I will be you new sorority president. Whatever I say will be your first priority from now on. You will have all knowledge of what you’re doing, and in fact, if you don’t want to do it, you will try to stop yourselves, but you won’t be able to. Now, I have a set of rules for you all that I’m about to read. Are there any questions?”

The same cute girl raised her hand again.

“Why are you doing this to us?” she said.

“Well,” I retorted. “It doesn’t matter why, just know that you’re going to enjoy it. In fact cutie, why don’t you come up here to be the demonstrator of the new rules.”

She began to struggle with herself as she tried to remain in her seat. She tried to grab onto her sorority sisters but she felt her fingers lose their grip. She walked up and stood in front of her sisters and beside me.

“What’s your name?” I asked her.

“Teresa,” she responded.

“Well Teresa, you’re going to be my demonstrator for the rules, is that all right with you?”

Teresa began to cover her mouth with her hands. She bobbed back and forth until her hands were removed from her mouth.

“No... I... I... Of course I will be your demonstrator Travis,” she said, before covered her mouth again.

“Well Teresa, take your hands down from your mouth and place them by your side.”

She did so, shaking in a violent fashion as she did.

“Stop shaking and just relax,” I told her.

She obliged, relaxing her arms by her side. I looked at the rest of the sorority sisters and began to read the rules on my list.

“Well ladies, here are the new rules that you will live by, and my lovely assistant Teresa will demonstrate the ones I tell her to. Rule number one, ladies; you all will break up with your boyfriends and/or girlfriends for you freaks. If you do not have a boyfriend or girlfriend, this rule does not apply to you. If your boyfriend or girlfriend asks why you are breaking up, you will think of a logical reason, such as you got a new job, or your recent argument has really pissed you off. If they ask to get back with you, you will say no. If they continue to harass you, you will call the police and get a restraining order, understand ladies?”

A few of the girls were grabbing their heads, trying to hold it still from shaking, but in the end, they all nodded and softly said yes.

“Rule number two, you will always address me as your master. Everything you say and agree to do for me, you will do, it that understood?”

The girls began to cover their mouth, even a few rolling on the floor trying to press their lips against it to prevent the words from coming out their mouths. Eventually, they all looked at me.

“Yes..... master,” they all whispered in unison.

“Louder ladies, I can’t hear you.”

“Yes..... master,” they said.

“Good, now for a further explanation of this rule, Teresa will demonstrate. Teresa, I want you to grab your ass and say that it feels good.”

“Yes.... Master,” Teresa said.

Teresa began to look at me funny, but as if unconsciously, her right hand began to move behind her and she gently caressed her ass with it.

“Oh master, my ass feels so soft and tender and it feels like a pillow,” she said, even moaning a bit.

“Wonderful Teresa, now stop grabbing it and stand back at attention,” I said.

As she obliged, I began to read my third and final rule.

“Now ladies, my final rule is that you can only wear skimpy, sexy outfits when you’re in this house or go out. That means, no more sweatpants, no more jogging suits, no more double XL t-shirts unless you get my permission. You all will walk around the house in heels as well. Your bra and panties and/or thongs are permissible for this. You are allowed to wear jeans and shirts as long as they show off your figure and your shape. If this means if you have to get a few sizes to small, that you will have to. Is that clear ladies?”

The girls began to give me a look. Some of them had eyes filled with tears and could not believe what was going on. They wanted to cry but a quiet hush came over the room.

“Yes... master,” they said together.

“Good, but to demonstrate this rule, everybody gets to participate this time.”

A look of despair and anguish suddenly changed into a severe look of concern and nervousness over the ladies. I walked through the swinging kitchen door and began to retrieve boxes upon boxes of clothes. The girls could only watch as they just saw stacks of boxes on a hand-truck being placed in front of their television and up against the wall in the living room.

“Now ladies, here is what you are going to do. You don’t want to do what I’m about to tell you to do but you will. In the boxes against the wall, there are several sizes of black bras and black panties. Each one of you will find your size in both the bra and the panties as well. After you have done that, you will proceed to the boxes in front of the television and pick out a pair of stiletto heels in your size. You will get them and strap them up your legs as well. Now that seems simple, but here is the fun part. Each of you believe that your outfit is possessed by a woman who use to be a ho in her past life and now has taken over your outfit. Once you put on the outfit you will feel that woman taking over your body and you will eventually become a ho as well. You each will have your own private area where you can do this and you won’t put on the outfit until I tell you to. As you do, you will struggle to put the outfit on because you know what will happen to you bu t you can not stop what is occurring. Now ladies, you have your instructions, so proceed as I have told you.”

As I snapped my fingers, the girls began fighting with their bodies as they walked over to the boxes. As I sat on the couch, I watched as the ladies fingered their way through each box, looking for their sizes. They proceeded to the shoes and began to try to fight the feelings overcoming their bodies. They grabbed the shoes as well and each proceeded to their own part of the sorority house and waited for me. I smiled and rubbed my hands together and knew this would really escalate my fantasies to another level.

I decided to walk to the kitchen first. That is where Teresa was, standing in front of the table. I walked over to her and just smiled at her.

“You like what I’m doing to you, don’t you Teresa?” I asked.

“I... I... hate.... hate the fact that it took you so long to get here,” she said, covering her mouth.

“Now Teresa, hate is such a strong word to use, but since you hate it, why don’t you put on your outfit for me, and I want to hear you verbally struggle with it. Now begin my dear.” “Oh shit,” she said. “No, I don’t want to do this. I can’t...”

I watched as her shirt slid over her head as she whipped it to the floor, exposing her lavender bra that held her 36C cups in place. She kicked off her K-Swiss off of her tiny feet as her fingers undid her pants button. She was starting to break a sweat, which was even more of a turn on, but she wasn’t done yet. Her thumbs hooked the side of her pants and slid them down her feet, revealing a lavender thong to match her set. She began to try to fight with her arms, but they did not cooperate as she felt her hand unsnap the back of her bra and she pulled her bra off. I gazed as I watched both of her nipples get harder from the cold air that instantly hit them. Her eyes began to tear up as she felt her hands pull off her thong, exposing a surprisingly shaved pussy. She opened her box and pulled out the black panties. She had chosen the boxer like type that would expose her ass which was all the better for her coke bottle shape to match that butterscotch complexion. She stepped into them and slid them up and as they went over her waist, the second part of my suggestion kicked in.

“Damn, this is a fine body,” Teresa said to herself.

“What the hell I just say that for?,” she thought. “Oh no, I can’t... become...”

As she did, she reached for the bra. One of her hands tried to hold down her arm that had the bra in her hand but a weakness overcame it and she began to slide the bra straps over her arms. As she snapped her bra....

“Oh yeah,” she said again. “This body will do a lot of good, and look at this shape.”

“No... can’t... let you,” she struggled in reply.

“Sorry girl, but I haven’t had a good fuck in a while and once I’m in you, I’m going to be a fuck toy to the bitter end.”

“No... don’t degrade my body...”

As Teresa tried to fight it, she failed to notice her feet slipping into the stilettos and her fingers, neatly strapping them up. As she finished the last strap...

“Oh yeah, sorry honey, your time is up,” she said.

“No, I.... I can’t... I....”

Teresa’s body began to shake back and forth at a fast pace. Her two personalities began to struggle as she faded away and the ho began to take over in her place.

“I can’t give up,” said Teresa.

“You don’t have to, cause now you’re mine,” said her other voice. With a quick instant of a pause, she collapsed to the floor. After a brief moment, she stood up and looked at me.

“Damn, I feel good to be out of there,” said Teresa, or rather the new Teresa.

“Really, how do you like what you’re working with?” I asked.

“It’s wonderful,” she replied. “I mean, I got a better shape than what I use to have, and damn, this ass is the shit. The tits aren’t too bad themselves either.”

“Good, but you know, I heard you haven’t got a good fuck in a while,” I smiled, replying.

“I know, and I’ll do anything for one.”

“Well ‘Teresa’, since I did set you free, why don’t you please me.”

“I have no problem with that.”

“Well Teresa, show me how you work around the kitchen.”

With that, ‘Teresa’ gave me a brief smile and walked over to the refrigerator. She opened the freezer door and pulled out two ice cubes. She slid down her left bra strap and began to rub her left nipple with it. I watched is as it grew harder and harder. As it peaked, I walked over to her and I began to suck it, making sure it remained hard as she took the other ice cube and began to rub her other nipple. Her nipples were at their up most peak and my lips begun to suck each of them.

“Damn, I haven’t felt this in ages,” she said, moaning to the delight of that.

“Put your bra back on and get me a drink out of the fridge.”

“Yes master,” she said obediently, as the instructions that I had given Teresa apparently had carried open to her newer version. As she re-strapped her bra over her nipple, the peaks of them were clearly seen. She bent over slowly, revealing her apple bottom ass as she was reaching in for a drink.

“Freeze ho!” I yelled.

She did so, obeying and doing as I asked her to.

“Since you haven’t had any in a while, you’re about to get some ho,” I said.

“Yes master, give it to this dirty ho,” she said. “This bitch never learned how to fuck right but I will make sure she gives it up to you right now.”

I slid her panties down, barely exposing her pussy. My dick escalated from my pants as I took them off and it pushed my boxers down with the force that was released. I took my dick and pushed it inside of her pussy from behind and lifted her up on it. Her nipples firmly pressed against the freezer door as my thrust began to manipulate her actions.

“Oooh... Oooh...,” she moaned.

“You like that sweetie?” I replied.

“Yes maaaaster, I love the way you fuck. I love the way you...”

“You will moan between your sentences and will orgasm as well ho, do you understand?”

“Yeesss oooh shit, ooh shit.... Yes master.”

“Wonderful. Tell me, how glad you are that I have given you a second chance with this body that I’m fucking?”

“Oh master. I am glad that I have taken this body. This girl didn’t want to fuck but now that I own her, her number one... ooooooooh..... she must fuck because I will make her fuck. I obey you maaaaaaaaaaaster and fuck whenever you want me to. She belongs to you....”

“Good ho. Now you are the new Teresa. You know everything she knows, and when I tell you to come out, you will take over her body, do you understand?”

“Yes... master.”

“Good ho... now, get on your knees and suck my dick. I know you haven’t had one to deep throat in a long time, haven’t you?”

“Oh yes.... master, I must take your dick and deep throat it. I must fondle your balls and I must swallow your cum. It makes me...”

With that, ‘Teresa’ had taken my dick and placed it in her mouth. She sucked it as I convulsed in it. She fell to her hands and knees and sucked it with her mouth, as my hands were on her ass. She fondled my balls and slurped every ounce of my juices. As she did, I had other ideas and it was time for me to explore the other hos waiting for me in the house.

The End... Or is it?