Stefano begins his daughter's first hypnosis session

The First Hypnosis – A Father’s Forbidden Experiment

Stefano’s fingers curled around the armrest of the living room couch, the obsidian ring pressing into his skin like a brand. The air smelled faintly of Rebecca’s vanilla body wash—sweet, innocent, fertile. His nostrils flared. Something primal stirred in his gut, a hunger he hadn’t felt in years.

Rebecca plopped onto the couch beside him, her emerald eyes bright with curiosity. She wore a snug Torino FC jersey—her favorite—stretched tight over her perky tits, the fabric riding up just enough to reveal a sliver of her toned stomach. Her leggings clung to her thick thighs, the curve of her ass pressing into the cushion as she crossed her legs.

Fuck.

Stefano swallowed hard. The ring pulsed, a slow, rhythmic throb in time with his heartbeat.

"You can taste her submission already," the voice in his mind whispered.

"Papa, you’re staring," Rebecca giggled, nudging him with her knee. "What’s up?"

Stefano **** a smile. "Just thinking. You know I’ve been reading about... hypnosis lately. Between work and stuff."

Rebecca arched a delicate red brow. "Hypnosis? Like, ‘look into my eyes, you’re getting sleepy’ stuff?"

"Something like that." He leaned in, lowering his deep baritone to a slow cadence. "Yeah... just like that, I was wondering if you’d let me try it on you."

She blinked. Then laughed. "Seriously? You want to hypnotize me?"

"Why not?" Stefano shrugged, playing it casual. "It’s harmless. Just a little experiment. Unless… you’re scared?"

Rebecca’s competitive streak flared. "Pfft. As if. Go ahead, Dottor Hypnotista." She smirked, tossing her hair over one shoulder. "But if you make me cluck like a chicken, I’m telling Mom."

Stefano’s chest tightened at the mention of his cheating wife. But the Osiris Ring’s corruption surged, drowning out the guilt.

"She is already yours," the antediluvian relic whispered into his mind.