Posted on 2024-06-06 06:25:19
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Evelyn was watching with satisfaction as her friends and coworkers spun mindlessly around the stage. Eventually, she noticed that my focus was on her rather than the dancers. She instantly knew what I was planning.

EVELYN: Oh, you bastard...

THE MESMER: Thank you so much for all of your help tonight, Evelyn. Now won't you please be a good girl and slip out of your bodysuit for this adoring crowd?

I'd been using "good girl" as a basic trigger to compel obedience with all of the girls for ages. Her annoyed expression went blank and she immediately began to undress. I had a feeling she would have been a good sport and played along tonight, even if she weren't hypnotized to obey. If I remembered, I'd have to ask her about it in the morning. Molly was dancing within arm's reach, so I gently pulled her closer.

THE MESMER: Molly, would you kindly raise your arms for me so that I can borrow your tutu?

Her arms shot above her head before I'd even finished the question. Her whole body shook at my touch as I slid the skirt over her head.

MOLLY: Please make me cum... Master... Please make me cum...

Molly seemed to be on the verge of being overwhelmed by her suggestions, but I ignored her pleas while I helped a dazed and naked Evelyn into Molly's tutu.

THE MESMER: Evelyn, you've listened over and over tonight as you've helped me guide the lovely girls on this stage into becoming empty-headed ballerinas. As you feel this tutu settle onto your hips, you realize that all of those words have had the same power over you, now unleashed. You realize the feeling of this wonderful crowd drinking in your body fills you with indescribable bliss. You realize there's no resisting the urge to dance for them. You realize the more you excite them, the more they excite you.

Under the cover of applause as Evelyn began to dance, I whispered to Molly.

THE MESMER: You can cum for your Master now.

Posted on 2024-06-06 18:57:45
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*bites lip*

Good to cum for master @.@