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Chapter 6 by Jojoo763 Jojoo763

What's next?

Round One

The First Touch – Conditioning the Redhead Vixen

The living room was bathed in the dim glow of the evening lamp, casting long shadows across the worn-out couch where Rebecca lounged, her Torino FC jersey riding up just enough to reveal the smooth, porcelain skin of the redhead vixen toned stomach.

"Dayum."

For a second, raw vision of pure corruption filled the budding hypnotist's mind all of them revolving around Rebecca's corruption, the slender vixen's toned belly round and heavy with her father's tainted seed.

"The possibilities are endless..."

Stefano sat beside her, the bronze ring on his finger humming with a dark energy that seemed to seep into the middle-aged man's veins, whispering promises of control, of corruption. The visions should have disgusted him, instead the throbbing boner straining against the middle-aged man's pants told a completely different story...

"Huu..."

Rebecca stretched, the pale beauty's arms arching over her head, the fabric of her shirt tightening around her small but perky breasts. She smirked at him, emerald eyes glinting with playful defiance. "So, Dottor Hypnotista, was that it? A little tingle and we’re done?"

Stefano chuckled, his deep baritone low and smooth, infused with hypnotic charisma. "Oh no, darling. That was just the beginning, I have more tricks to bore you to ****!"

She rolled her eyes, but there was a flicker of curiosity there—something that made the redhead vixen lean in slightly, unconsciously drawn to the authority in his dark timbre.

"S-Stop, you are so cringe..."

Good. It was just a silly joke but Stefano could sense her moral inhibitions loosen a bit.

"Hehehe..."

Hypnotists required this kind of ease, loosening his daughter's mental defenses would make everything much easier.

Breed

Dominate

Corrupt

The Osiris ring pulsed on the budding spiritual master's left hand, the journey of a thousand miles started with one step. Mind control skills were no different from drawing or algebra, Stefano needed steady practice to get a good grasp of the relic's powers.

"H-Hey, are you there with me? You have been staring, dad..."

Rebecca's soft contralto snapped him back to reality, yes, his eager to please daughter would make for the best test subject!

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