Joanna, the Sex

Joanna wasn't having a great day. She'd spent all night worrying over the fate of her Dungeons and Dragons character, of all things, and had been tired and demotivated for classes all day. And of course, her complete lack had gotten chewed out by her art teacher for the terrible perspective in one of her sketches.

The worst part was that her teacher had been right. That sketch had had terrible perspective.

Luckily, that was all over now! She had an evening stream at 6 - otherwise she'd probably have gone to see Theo perform - and she was looking forward to it! Chloe had commissioned her for an illustration of their characters - Evangilina, dragonborn paladin and Lúthien, high-elf ranger - fighting side by side, and Joanna was looking forward to drawing it on stream for her 200 followers.

But the best part of her evening would be afterwards, when Theo would come home - no, afterwards, Master would come home. His deep words would let her drop into that deep, safe space in her mind, for a little time, and she wouldn't have to think about anything except how to be a very good girl. He had suggested playing with orgasm denial last monday and after her enthusiastic agreement, he'd been teasing her all week with no release. She'd been good, though and he had promised her his undivided attention all weekend, starting tonight with an earth-shattering orgasm. That's what he'd promised, and she had learnt to trust him.

She wouldn't be - couldn't be - hypnotized all weekend, but she was sure there would be plenty of pretty spirals to drop her into her deep, peaceful place. And there would be plenty of orgasms, and sexy triggers, and, not to forget, she would get to curl up in his arms while they watched their favorite TV shows.

First, however, she would have to the stream. She got her drawing tablet ready, filled up her water bottle, and had just sat down to open up Streamlabs when a dizzy spell came over her...

She never did get to the stream.

THE HANGING GARDENS OF BABYLON

Following Ishtar's bombastic announcement, a figure appeared in the shadows of the doorway at the top of the stairs before stepping out into the still-rising sun. She did not look like a nubile sex ****. Instead, she looked... Comfy. Or rather, like she should be comfy. She was maybe 5'6", and wearing sweatpants, a t-shirt and her streaming hoodie, a grey shirt with a chainmail print. Her figure was chubby, and her clothes hung loosely form her body. Around her neck she wore a leather band with a single metal ring hanging from it, and as soon as she emerged, she started nervously fidgeting with it.

Ishtar, for her part, smiled flirtatiously as she approached the young woman, and at the sight of the near-naked goddess, Joanna blushed a deep, hot crimson.

"Oh, lover, that won't do a all," said Ishtar, and with a smirk and a wave of her hand, the girl's clothes writhing and changed. Soon, they had transformed into something like an Arabic belly dancer's outfit, something more fit for a harem girl than a streamer, with sheer silks, gold rings, and very little hidden.

As the hoodie writhed way, her long dark hair unfurled from under it down over her naked shoulders. Her eyes went wide in shock and embarrassment as she stood nearly naked at the top steps. but before she could speak, Ishtar cut her off.

"You've been recruited for Harem Hotel, the sexiest reality TV show in the multiverse. You and 5 other girls will be competing for a place in the Master's harem by serving him sexually, and by winning thrilling erotic challenges!" Though the words were clearly rehearsed, they'd been rehearsed well, and Ishtar spoke them with a natural showmanship, then flourished her microphone-cane and held it out to Joanna.

"But first, let's learn a little about you, shall we? Who are you, love, whats your relationship to the Master, and when's the last time you had sex?" here, Ishtar paused for a moment, clearly pretending to think before smirking and adding a last suggestion. "Oh, and be a doll, do give us some sort of salacious detail about your sex life"

"Well, Ishtar, I'm Joanna Winters, an art-student and small-time twitch streamer and artist. As for Theo, well - he's my very loving boyfriend, but also my Master, my Dom and my Owner, the man I have chosen to give my body and submission to. Last time I had sex was last night, when i gave him a long, sloppy blowjob and he made me wear his cum while we played overwatch - I play Mercy, of course." The words came out of her, fast, confident, even a little flirty, but did not match her expression at all, which was bewildered and embarrassed.

Pausing for a moment, she made a thoughtful little 'hmm' noise before continuing.

"As for a salacious" - she drew our the word conspiratorially - "secret, well, Master and I have been experimenting with orgasm control lately. He wanted to try it out in the 'vanilla' way first, so he hasn't reinforced it with any triggers or suggestions yet, but I'm eager for him to trance me nice and deep and take control of my pleasure with his words."

At this point, Joanna was bright red with embarrassment, both from the intimate details and from the revealing, almost see-through clothes she was wearing. Ishtar just winked at her and turned away, towards empty space.

"And that's our first contender, folks! Be a good girl and go sit while i introduce the rest, love."

She gestured again, and Joanna felt her body start to move against her control. Immediately, her subconscious triggers activated, and from the depths of her mind words bubbled out of her mouth.

"R-re-red! Red! Red!"

The safe-word, a suggestion reinforced often and deeply, would have brought her right out of any hypnotic trance and cleared any trigger Theo might have given her. But it did nothing against the magic of a goddess. Jo stared helplessly as her body marched itself over to the chair furthest from Theo and sat itself down. Her breath quickened, and the shock on her face turned into panic.

Finally, Theo pulled himself together, leapt from his chair, and raced to his terrified girlfriend. He pulled over the nearest chair and sat, wrapping her the panicking girl in his arms.

"It's going to be okay, Jo, I promise. I'm not sure what's going on, but I'm going to do everything i can to keep you safe, okay?"

The terrified girl barely reacted, so Theo repeated the last word, a little more forcefully, and she gave him the tiniest nod, her face burried in his neck.

"Just breathe for now, my lover. Can you do that for me? Deep breath, get it all the way down..."

She took a shuddering breath, a little slower and deeper than before, then shivered, sobbing, as tears ran down her cheek.

"That's it, pet. Give me another one, okay? Just be a good girl for me and breathe, deeply"

The girl nodded, breathing deeply again, still shuddering and sobbing. In the background, Ishtar silently cursed herself. She should've used more calming magic on the girl - and she should've kept up the spell to keep Theo in his fucking chair. Man, she really had been out of the game for a while. Amateur mistake!, she chided herself. I really must be rusty, damn. In any case, pulling them apart now would be a mistake - it'd just give the girl even more sympathy, and she already had too much of an advantage.

Meanwhile, Theo's mind was racing. He'd calmed Jo down from anxiety attacks before, but it took a while, and he had a feeling Ishtar would want to get on with her weird show sooner rather than later. Jo's sobs were quieting, but only slowly. It really only left him one option.

He'd have to use a trigger to calm his girlfriend.

He knew it was a terrible idea. He wasn't her hypnotherapist, he was her hypno play partner, and mixing the two was never a good idea. Still, he didn't have much of a choice.

He took a breath, steadying himself and finding his hypno-dom voice.

"You're going to be okay, pet. Just Focus on my voice, okay? Focus on my words. There's nothing else to think about. Focus on me, and let everything else slip away..."

The Focus trigger was an old one, a simple reinduction trigger. It didn't drop her immediately into trance, it just focused her mind and attention on whatever he mentioned after it, making her easier to trance. It was meant to emphasize the gradual decent into his control, the feeling of slipping away to his words.

And it was working. As he was speaking, her eyes met his, and he could feel her body relax, see the anxiety fear, and panic recede from her face.

Joanna felt the trigger pull on her mind, reaching even through the churning panic and dawning horror. It pulled her attention from everything around her. She felt the bizarre situation fade away, not forgotten, but unimportant.

After all, she had to Focus on his voice. And his voice said there was nothing else but him. Her master. Everything else could slip away...

Theo breathed a sigh of relief as he felt a little of her tension drain away, but then immediately tensed as he saw Ishtar, her eyes gleaming as she gestured for him to return to his other seat.

"Good girl... that's it. I need to go back to my seat, but keep Focusing on your breaths, okay? And then you can gently let yourself drift back up out of trance when I'm back in my seat. Just remember, you are safe. Loved. I'll keep you safe. Repeat that for me?"

"I'm... safe. loved. you'll keep me safe," the girl repeated, her voice ragged from crying, and her words trembling, unsure, and slightly slurred.

"That's it.. safe.." Theo repeated the suggestion as he slowly let go and stepped back, walking to his own seat while nervously glancing at his girlfriend.

As he sat down, he felt a bizarre sensation in his mind as knowledge appeared and the audience at home saw text pop up at the bottom of the screen

Tranced a Contestant: +2 MP
Used Hypnosis to help a contestant: +2 MP
Used a trigger on a contestant: +3 MP

Pre-established subject penalty: -5 MP

Meanwhile, Ishtar had stepped back towards the steps and the opening at the top of the stairs, back in showgirl mode as she adressed the empty air.

"Aww, isn't that sweet? A Master who looks out for his obedient little **** as a person too. We do love it when people take care of their toys here on Harem Hotel. But sexy as she is, the nubile young artist isn't the only woman who'll be competing to be Theo's hypnotized little toy. In fact, he was in the middle of trancing one of them right before the show - an old friend with plenty of benefits! Everyone, please give a big hand for the fiery, sexy party animal: ANNA MARTINEEEZ!"