Dan Releases Lynda. For Now.

Lynda lay in place on the examination table, entirely naked, with her legs raised and spread in a truly vulgar manner and her hands positioned mockingly to suggest she was somehow getting off on this indignity. There was nothing she could do to resist. No matter how well she knew her ex-husband's girlfriend Amber possessed no hypnotic power in reality, it was undeniable that she had complete control over her here.

"I am going to start touching you now" Amber informed her 'patient' "While I am doing so, you will talk to me continuously, telling me over and over again that your body belongs to me. Wherever I touch you, I want you to tell me that specific part of you is mine. And don't use your usual delicate language. I want you to be as dirty and crude as possible. Do you understand?"

"Yes Mistress" Lynda spat grudgingly.

Moments later she could feel a hand brushing gently against her leg. Part of Lynda was still holding on to the consoling belief this could only be fantasy - the person she was talking to was unequivocally not Amber, who would no doubt be horrified her partner would characterise her in such a perverted way while having her interact sexually with his ex-wife. Despite that, she could feel her touch against her body and it was completely real. As mortifying as it was, Lynda quickly discovered she could not stop herself from commentating as commanded.

"My body belongs to you, it is all yours. You own my thigh, as well as my ass cheek and my stomach. My tit is yours to do with as you please. My nipple belongs to you.."

Lynda could feel her cheeks burning with a combination of anger and shame, but there was no stopping this, as Amber gently shifted her fingers down towards Lynda's most intimate parts. The hand that wasn't invading Lynda's body was now inserted under Amber's panties, rubbing her own vulva.

As much as she hated it, Lynda knew she was addressing Dan directly as she spoke.

"My cunt is yours. You own it completely. My folds, my hole, my inner and outer labia..." she gasped with pleasure despite herself as Amber teased her pussy "My clit is yours, you can do with it as you wish. Every part of me belongs to you. I have no control, I ...."

Amber let out a long, seemingly involuntary moan and threw her head back, now moving her other hand away from Lynda's body and onto her own. Suddenly the environment and Amber herself began to blur and then scramble before they vanished completely, leaving Lynda lying in a plain white void again.

Utterly violated by that experience, and in control of her own words and actions once more, she rose to her feet and attempted to remonstrate with Priscilla, who she felt sure was watching all of this.

"Hey, fairy godmother lady! Stop fucking with me and send me back to reality right now! You know as well as I do I never asked you for this, nobody in their right mind would. You want to grant me a wish? I wish to get out of my ex husband's fucked up head and return to the real world RIGHT FUCKING NOW!"

There was no answer. Nothing happened. At all. Lynda was simply left stranded in the void. It wasn't like she was living full time in Dan's mind, which may have at least been vaguely interesting; she was only summoned there when he was horny. In the time between there was nothing for her to do other than wait alone in the nothingness, existing only as a wanking aid for her ex.

She shouted, she screamed, she banged her fists against the invisible walls that were keeping her prisoner here, but nothing helped. Time passed. Lynda had no idea how much of it - almost certainly less than it had seemed with literally nothing to do and nobody to talk to. The worst part of it all was that the emptiness was still preferable to being pulled into another of Dan's messed up fetish fantasies.

Lynda knew it was only a matter of time before that happened. She wondered whether it would be mind control with Dr. Amber again. Perhaps that was Dan's thing? Or maybe it would be some entirely new erotic nightmare she would be **** to temporarily live out. If there was one thing she had picked up from her previous experience, it was that her ex-husband liked to make her **** and powerless. Perhaps that came from lingering anger he held towards her, following a break up she had initiated, that had caused him to feel that way himself.

After some time ruminating on this, Lynda could feel her environment starting to shift again.

She crouched down, as if taking up less space might somehow hide her from whatever was coming, while a new temporary reality quickly began forming around her. It soon became apparent she wasn't in Dr. Amber's hypnotherapy surgery this time. She was somewhere else.