Cloud, the Cult, and the Hypnotists
Chapter One: The Party
The weekend was getting off to a boring, yet productive start for Cloud. Finally getting out of bed she went and made breakfast, eggs on toast, and completed her homework to just get it out of the way, trivial as it was. Finally done with the last assignment she turned her eyes to a book on her desk. A deep purple binding and gold letters adorned the front of the book. “Energies of the Mind” in bold, fancy script. At first she had scoffed at the idea, but now more than halfway through the book? Maybe there was something to it. Grabbing it she laid on her bed, kicking up her long legs as she turned to where she had just left off, a section about practical applications.
After a while Cloud heard her roommate Vanessa come home. While her roommate, Vanessa, was skeptical about how useful hypnosis would be, Cloud had seen it in action a few times in her psych class, and the results were interesting. Sure it was limited to some raised hands and chicken noises in class, but the theories behind it were interesting enough to evoke a deeper look at the least. She’d been studying it for a few months now, and was confident that she could pull it off. Next it would be about practice. “Hey Van?” She called out, looking for that roommate of hers.
Vanessa was on the other side of the room, splayed out on her own bed tapping away on her laptop, “Girl, there’s a big party tonight at Toxify, we’re going to it, so be sure you’re ready.”
Cloud sighed at the response. Van’s goal in college seemed to be to keep the two of them high on the social ladder. With Vanessa’s looks though it was an easier task than for most. Tanned skin, long dark hair and tits to kill for, she was the wet dream of many of the guys and girls on campus. They’d been friends since their first year at school and have been roommates ever since. Having her peerless looks and naturally flirty attitude kept her popular with every group on campus and Cloud was right there alongside her. Though it was nice to be in such a position, sometimes the work staying on top was a bit tiring. “Sure sure, I just have to run a quick errand, but I’ll meet you there tonight.”
“Go girl, it’ll do you good, get you out of this hypnosis funk. It’s not even a part of your grade.”
“I think it’ll be useful.” Cloud said standing up. It might be good to talk about it with her professor. From what she’d been researching and reading about, it could be that you can do more with it than people think.
Vanessa was already focused on getting herself ready for the party later, laying out different outfits to wear. Cloud gave them a glance as she moved to her closet. Short skirts, tight pants and tighter crop tops littered the bed. Cloud absentmindedly noticed not a bra or panty were among the selections and smirked realizing that Van wouldn’t exactly need them. The club they would be going to, Toxify, was well used by the students on campus and Vanessa would be flirting with all of them. Every night it was filled with students with some coming over from neighboring schools. So much so it nearly exclusively catered to students. Get high on the social ladder, get all the perks. Some of those perks being spending time with Vanessa Cloud mused as she saw the barely there top her roommate had settled on.
Cloud changed into a simple pair of form fitting jeans and a light blue crop top before walking out for her activities for the day. Walking across campus took little time, it was on the smaller side as far as the academic buildings went. As for the dorms, most of the students here are either well off financially with apartments off campus or were the students here on academic scholarships making use of the spacious on campus accommodations Like her own room. Cloud has always done well in school, and it would be a lie to say that her looks didn’t play a part in things. Using her natural charms to influence the admissions official’s wasn’t strictly breaking any rules. And the look on his face certainly gave away that he didn’t mind the conversation with her. Still, the struggle to stay on top was always there. Academics, social circles and just her day to day life….. It all added up. Shaking her head of these thoughts she kept walking through campus.
Soon enough she found her target, the office of her psych teacher. Professor Tegan. Joshua Tegan was considered to be one of the more respected professors on campus, despite his young age, all of his colleagues have only ever given him high praise. The sign on his door for office hours said they would end in a few minutes but she knocked and entered anyway. Five minutes was still five minutes after all. Entering his office she noticed the professor was a bit more out of sorts than normal. His shirt was half way untucked, hair out of place. He seemed rushed and appeared more than a little flushed. “Did I come at a bad time?” She asked.
“Cloud? No, not at all. I was just finishing something up with another student.” He said, looking flustered and breathing heavily. He closed his eyes and took a deep breath, recovering quickly enough to notice the book Cloud held. “Where did you get that. It’s not one from the curriculum….?”
“This?” She held it up, the purple and gold catching the light, “I bought it online when I was looking for more material on some of the deeper theories. I wanted to ask you about it. This whole, energy thing. I think I’ve got what it means for the most part, but why isn’t it mentioned in regular studies?”
“Because it’s nonsense.” He replied, dismissing the notion with a wave of his hand. “If it was true, a person could entrance an unwilling subject and make them do most anything they wanted. Of course, studies show that’s not possible. So books like that don’t get added to reputable studies. Even general circulation among academics doesn’t happen that much. It’s amazing you found one. Regardless, you shouldn’t place much thought into them.”
He might be right. Cloud hadn’t seen anything quite like what the book outlined among any of the other materials for the class. But after following the book…. she was certain she could harness and control that energy the book talked about. Perhaps experimenting with it would be needed. Looking up she saw him smoothing down his shirt back into place. But on the professor? No. “I see, well thank you anyway. I was hoping you could give me some more info on what I read. But thank you anyway.”
“Anytime Cloud. We could perhaps set up a meeting to talk more on the subject later. Right now is a bit of a bad time. Later though I can perhaps find more materials for you to look over.”
“Of course, next time.” She said, quickly departing.
Little else happened in Cloud’s day, she spent more time reading this book, focusing hypnotic energy. She really wanted to test things out. But there was also this stupid party she said she would attend. And of course, Van would lecture her endlessly about missing out on it.With a sigh she placed her book mark and looked over at her closet. Time to pick out something to wear that wouldn’t reflect poorly on Vanessa. Looking over her outfits and what to wear…. Sure she could go with that plaid mini skirt but after the homework she’d done she didn’t want any school girl comparisons for the night. Moving through her options she eventually settled on a tight, black sleeveless crop top that went high on her neck and barely half way down her tits. Cloud gave half a thought of using a black lace bra to go with it and decided against it. If Vanessa wasn’t wearing one then it was going to be one of those kinds of parties and she’d rather not have to buy a replacement. Next came the lower part of her ensemble, a pair of tight black leather pants with a pair of zippers on each thigh she could open up to show off some skin if she wanted. Flexing in front of the mirror to see how it looked she couldn’t help but smile. Her bare midriff showed off the the dragon tattoo that ran from just under her left breast to disappearing just past the top of her pants. It was always an attention grabber when she danced and swayed, and while many have tried to slay the dragon, few had succeeded. Cloud finished the thought with a small chuckle before slipping on a bracelet and heading to the door. Finally having gotten ready she made her way to the club.
The event itself was, in a word, typical. Loud music, packed dance floor full of moving bodies and clothing that left little to the imagination. Social groups gathering up on the sides, cliques sticking together, some off to the side wanting to get involved, but unable. She sighed. She needed a drink.
At the other end of the party Vanessa was having a great time dancing. Every movement threatening to have her breasts pop free of the crop top containing them, the loose frills along the bottom moving about freely in contrast to the tight triangles of fabric stretched over her chest. She slid her hands down her body and lower still as her fingers trailed down the legs of her tight jeans. Lightly buzzed and grinding on some guy she was in her element. Looking among her friends she could see Josh in his typical polo shirt and jeans flirting with Rebbecca, and with the kind of outfit Rebbecca was wearing she would be too. A tight little black dress with a generous amount of cleavage showing and only reaching down to her mid thigh. She’d have to ask her later where she could get one herself. Vanessa frowned slightly for a moment, that means that Sandra and Josh must be having issues.
Well I’m sure they’ll sort it out or they won’t. Vanessa thought of a few of the possible consequences and fallouts that might happen among the various social circles they belonged to if they did break up and dismissed it. She could probably smooth things over between them and see about getting Rebecca thrown into the mix too. A win win win she couldn’t help but think with a giggle.
Another glance saw Jackson and Mark totally hitting it off on the dance floor. Their hands were all over each other and she could have sworn Mark had been wearing a shirt when he arrived but it was long lost somewhere in the club at this point. She never picked Mark to be into guys, but no one ever said she was perfect at reading people. Just very good at it. Another little shrug, this is college. If Mark wants to experiment a little then so be it, she certainly wouldn’t be the hypocrite to try and stop him. She was curious about just that sort of thing too but hadn’t acted on any of those feelings….yet. Which brought her out of her thoughts as the guy behind her slipped a hand around her waist. Smiling to herself she pressed back against him and let herself unwind and go with the flow of the music. Vanessa couldn’t help but think how perfect this all was right now. The song ended and she turned and gave her dance partner a wink before heading out of the main crowd.
Moving herself off of the dance floor for a little breather she saw this new guy talking to Wanda about something. She wasn’t sure what, but Wanda was a social butterfly, with her looks she usually flitted from guy to guy, not one to spend her time just talking with one guy at a party. Something was up, and she had to find out.
“Hey you two.” Vanessa said to the pair as she approached, “Can I get you anything? I notice you’re all alone.” She said playfully, “Maybe a room is in order? Wanda, dear, you move fast.”
Wanda didn’t reply though, she seemed focused intently on this new guy. Really, she looked kinda spaced out. Her eyes were wide, staring off at nothing. “Wanda?” Vanessa said, giving her a little shake, “Everything okay?” Turning to the guy with suspicion she glared at him. “You better not have done anything to her.”
This mysterious guy, she’d never seen him before. Maybe he was from a different campus? How did he get an invite? Pushing the thought aside she looked him over. He was still kinda handsome enough, if you liked that type. He was a little over six foot, clearly ate right and worked out, had straight back hair, and deep blue eyes. The kind of eyes that really called for you to look into them. “She’s fine.” He said, “There’s nothing to worry about. You can relax. I was just telling her about The Lady Kay. Kay holds events like these as well, and they always make me feel so good. They’re all about ways you can remove the toxic things from your life. Have you ever felt like you were overwhelmed? Or that you could be doing more for the world?”
“Maybe a little.” Vanessa replied. There was something weird about this guy. Plus his eyes. She really felt drawn to them. It was so strange. Where did he come from?
“Well, with The Lady Kay you can find where you belong. It’s so nice when you know that. It’s like all the things you worried about before just fade off. You find that you don’t have to think about those stressful things that bog you down. You don’t have to worry about those people or projects that take up so much of your energy. They must make it so hard for you to do anything. I know how it feels. To be overwhelmed by all the negatives. But then The Lady Kay got me to focus on what’s important. You can see how much she’s helped me, just keep looking into my eyes, they’re so calm now.”
What was this guy’s deal? Vanessa wondered as she stared into his eyes. Sure he made some good points. And it would be nice to not have to worry about so much. His eyes were really pretty too. So easy to stare into. Maybe that’s what Wanda was doing. Just staring into his eyes and not thinking. This Lady Kay stuff was weird. But she was just... She shook her head a little. “W-What?” She asked, it felt like she was trailing off, losing her train of thought maybe? She looked into his eyes. “They are calm.”
“Yes, so calm. No need to think.” He said, his voice was soft, and yet there was some command behind it. It felt like he was closer to her as well. His hand running gently up and down her arm. Just staring into her eyes. “Calm, no need for thoughts. Just listen to me. Listen and feel yourself become blank.”
“Blank...” She said softly. Her eyes wide. Staring into his eyes. What was he doing? Why was it so hard to. So hard to.. to... Her eyes took a glossy hue as she stared. “Blank...” She said again. Words flowing into her head that she didn’t need to pay attention to. “Yes... Listen... Obey...”
“Obeying my words as you sink deeper into my eyes. After the party, you’ll want to visit The Lady Kay. You’ll want to talk to her. To join us. You’ll feel so blissful. Because when you can obey. There’s nothing better. You feel yourself slipping more and more into that obedience now Vanessa. You and Wanda both will come visit me at...”
Cloud danced a little, flirted a little, drank a little. Things were still pretty active at the club. She did notice Vanessa talking with a couple people off to the side, which was unlike her. Van is usually all over the place at these events. Oh well. Cloud stayed for a good bit, socializing and flirting a bit more, but nothing came from it, and she was still thinking about her studies. Van had left a while ago with a girl and that one guy. Which was odd for her, but hey, both were pretty hot, good for her if she was getting some action.
Cloud’s night might have ended, but Vanessa was still in for a long night. “Of course Master, I’ll follow you anywhere.” She said, leaving with Wanda and the mysterious stranger. The three were picked up by a fourth in a large sedan. The two girls sat in the back. Staring ahead at screens attached to the back of the seats. Before them both a spiral played. Words spinning within. LISTEN. OBEY. SLAVE. PLEASURE. Spinning around and around in their minds. They stared vacantly accepting the words, feeling them become a part of who they were. Obedient. Enslaved. A soft whimper of pleasure could be heard. Both girls breathing hotter as the drive took them to their destination.
By the time they exited, they were writhing in heat, need, helplessness. And their Master was only too happy to help. Leading them to a room. A bed. Pleasure. Clothes stripped off. Moaning with every touch. Both kneeled down, licking, kissing, sucking on their Master’s cock. One was taken from behind as the other watched. Moaning in surrender, echoing submission. Waiting. Edging. She needed to obey. She was a good girl. Waiting for Master to take her. Knowing how good it would feel. Watching the other quiver in bliss.
As the other came, she crumbled to the ground, drooling, mind shattered as her hands drifted to play with herself. Just a vacant thing. The other was then taken. Fucked. Used. Broken. As they both lay there, used and breathing heavy sleeping, dreaming of obedience with their arms wrapped around. Hands roaming, exploring the other’s body. Soft moans. The Master made a call. “Yes, I’ve got two more. They’ll make excellent additions. Yes, I’ll be sure to take care of any issues. Yes... Yes... Yes...”