Meanwhile with Sumire

Sumire carefully grazed her nipples alone in the café, hoping that focusing on her edging would distract her from how nervous she was. After finally finishing her training, this was her first official act of servitude to her Master. If she couldn’t deliver than she would be tied up and whipped in front of all her sister slaves. Mistress Takemi was not known for being gentle when dealing discipline. She’s seen Futaba lately, she doesn’t limp when she walks anymore, but the scars from her ass whipping last month still haven’t fully healed. Not to mention the incredible guilt and shame of failing her Master.

She was glad she was given such an easy target though. She knew Hifumi would be easy to hypnotize because Master Akira told her she would be. Obviously, Master’s assessment couldn’t be wrong, that would be ridiculous to believe. Still, she couldn’t help being nervous. She heard the door open and turned to see Hifumi come in.

“Hello Sumire, I guess I’ll be playing with you tonight. Ready for another thrilling game?”

“Game nights with you always keep me on the edge,” Sumire joked in her horny haze, before realizing what she just said, “Of my seat!” She quickly added. She just as quickly rushed out her shogi board to set up the game, hoping she wouldn’t notice.

The two engage in a hard-fought match, and Sumire was losing badly. It turns out it’s kinda hard to focus on a match when you’re stuffed with a constantly buzzing vibrator in your already needy pussy. She thought carefully about her next move. Moving her hand slowly from piece to piece trying to decide what to do, getting nowhere. Her brain was half focused on how frustrated she was, and the other half trying to figure out how she’ll hypnotize Hifumi.

Then she noticed something. Hifumi was carefully following her hand wit her eyes. Which, of course she was, she was a top shogi player who was used to following all her opponent’s movements. It was then that Sumire was struck by inspiration, and she knew she had her in.

“Hmmm, I wonder which one I should choose?” Sumire said in the smoothest, sultriest voice she could muster. Her hand moved elegantly across the board, pausing occasionally stopping over a piece and teasing action, only to move swiftly on.

“Strategy is so important in these games, a single wrong move could spell defeat all on it’s own. You know that so well don’t you Hifumi? That’s why you need to play such close attention to my every move. Any action I take could have disastrous consequences for you down the line if you’re not careful. You wouldn’t dare take your eyes off my hand. Nothing is more important than watching my hand go to and fro, back and forth, from piece to piece.” She said floating her hand to the other side of the board with every emphasized word, all the while using her free hand to lightly pinch her nipple. Hifumi too captivated to notice.

And Hifumi was captivated. Sumire was right. Any move she chose could mean the difference between victory and defeat for either of them.

“Will I choose this one?” Sumire asked as she picked up a piece and moved it back and forth across Hifumi’s vision, her eyes glued to it every second. Hifumi’s mind raced at a thousand miles a minute thinking about every single possible move Sumire might make, and where she could branch out from those points, and the moves she could makes branching out from those branches, her thoughts going out further and further with no end in sight. She needed to be ready for any possible outcome.

“No, I don’t think I will. I’ll just put it right back where I left it.” *CLACK* Sumire slammed piece down on the board with ringing ****, causing Hifumi to blink in surprise, her train of thought shattering into a million pieces.

“Maybe this one then? No.” *CLACK* again Hifumi shook, blinking several times forgetting what she was just thinking about.

“Oh, sorry about that. I don’t mean to keep making you blink. I don’t know about you, but I only blink when I’m really tired. And I find that every single time your eyes close when you’re already so, so tired it becomes just that much harder to **** them back open again. I find that your thoughts get that much more sluggish every time your eyelids **** themselves down.” Subconscious transferring that quality into Hifumi’s mind.

“Now, where was I? Oh yes”, she picks up a piece again. “No” *CLACK* “No” *CLACK* ”No” *CLACK* With every CLACK onto the board Hifumi’s eyes were **** closed against her will. And every time when her eyes came back up again, they were just a little bit lower than they were before.

Sumire continued trailing her hand across the board picking up and slamming down pieces, only now she was slamming them down in places they weren’t before. But she always quickly moved her hand again, drawing Hifumi’s attention away so that in her dazed state she wouldn’t notice what was happening.

Finally, with all the pieces where she wanted them, she set down the final piece gently before saying, “Oh, it looks like I won.”

“Huh?” Hifumi said confused, before she slowly realized the reality of her situation.

“But, but I don’t . . . How did you . . wait but-“ She was flabbergasted. She was sure Sumire wasn’t one move away from winning a moment ago. She only took one turn, right? But that would mean. CLACK. Sumire slammed a piece again, causing her train of thought to sputter and die in her head and she needed to start the thought process over again. But every time her thoughts got any traction it was cut short by another CLACK from Sumire, the space between them get shorter and shorter each time.

“I know, I know, it’s so hard for you to think right now. All that thinking and strategizing has tired out your poor little brain.” Sumire walked over to Hifumi and started softly petting her hair. “That’s okay, you just need to take a little nap. Just take a moment to test your tired brain and have a nice relaxing nap. I know exactly what you’re feeling. I can’t tell you how many times I’ve been completely exhausted after dance practice.”

“And the first thing I always did when I got home was sleep. So, go ahead, don’t mind me. I’ve got some very important things to tell you, but you don’t need to pay too close attention to what I’m saying right now. You can just drift off and trust your mind will pick up all my words subconsciously.”

Hifumi gave in, let her eyes finally slip all the way shut, and her head slumped over onto her chest.