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Chapter 10 by GyroscopicGraphite GyroscopicGraphite

Does she escape?

Not before the damage is done.

If she could just get away, she could shut herself in her room, where she'd be immune to Mack's words, and she could deal with these newfound temptations on her own. It didn't matter what he did or how or anything like that. What she had to do was extinguish the burning in her nethers. Now. Everything else could wait.

Stacy **** her face into a crooked smile and attempted to mask her boiling neediness under a facade of unshooken confidence. She was, of course, shaking quite a bit, and so it was painfully obvious she was making a false pretense. She didn't realize this, however, and pressed on. "Are y-you d-done yet? Don't a-answer that I'm l-leaving anyways." she said, getting up on quivering legs to leave. "You think I give a shit, cunt? Look at you, you're so fucking pathetic you can barely stand. Weak."

She clenched her teeth and sharply inhaled in an attempt to resist moaning. Everything about his words, the cold and angry tone, the annoyed yet indifferent look on his face, the sheer vulgarity she was being relentlessly bombarded with, all culminated in her doubling over clutching her throbbing stomach and having to lean on the couch to avoid falling. She looked forward with eyes that couldn't focus, and slowly hobbled her way around the end of the couch. She felt a viscous liquid slowly ooze down her thigh. She could feel her now-hardened nipples and clit rub up against her bra and moist panties. She grit her teeth, nearly drooling with feral urges she was trying to supress. She let go of the couch and was almost suprised she could stand.

Mack, despite not being hypnotized, was starting to get a little horny himself. Who wouldn't, seeing a smoking hot 23-year old woman get so aroused she couldn't walk straight. Even if he never looked at the woman in any positive light before, he had to admit that seeing her pretend to be fine despite almost leaking onto the floor was giving him a semi hard-on. He considered adding one last offhand comment just for insurance, but decided against it. He was just getting started of course, and he knew it wouldn't be long before the rest of the hypnosis came into play.

He smirked, knowing that it was only a matter of time before he had Stacy Balinciga in the palm of his hand.

What does Stacy do in her room?

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