Schoolgirls Ensared

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"Sorry I'm late, everyone." Luz said to the others in the group chat, while sitting in front of her computer.

It was Saturday night and, tasked with the homework Mr. Daily had assigned, Luz, Amity, and a group of others decided to get together online and deal with it all at once. In addition to the two witchy girlfriends, they were joined by Anne, Sasha, Marcy, Kim, Violet, Raven, Starfire, America, and Gwen (Stacy). None of them were happy about the nature of the homework (or the class) but none of them could work up the nerve to just flake on the assignment and show up empty handed on Monday.

"It's okay, Luz. None of us really want to go through with this anyway." Amity replied. On Luz's screen, Amity was the only face being broadcast, the other girls reduced to blinking icons on her sidebar.

"Yeah, but now that you are here, let's just get this things over with." Sasha came, impatient. "Watch this video, draw his stupid pin-up and put it all behind us."

"Ugh, I can't believe we're actually doing this." America grumbled. "Do you see the way that creep looks at us? Whatever the hell he did to Kamala? And now he expects us to draw porn for him? Fuck this dumb class..."

"I agree," Raven chimed in, her tone low and cold. "But we still have to go through with this."

"Wait, why do we?" Kim asked, drawing a long bout of silence from the group.

Why did they have to do this? Why did they have to do what Mr. Daily said? Luz wondered those questions herself, along with, "Why haven't we told anyone about this"? This class and teacher were incredibly inappropriate, yet Luz hadn't said anything to anyone outside the class, not even her own mother, and she was certain the others had held their tongues, too. Not to mention, Luz hadn't said a word about how she had sex with Mr. Daily after class that one day. About how he complimented her body while lewdly fondled it, how good his cock felt inside of her how -

Luz shut her eyes and shook her head. She felt bad for what happened, she felt bad for cheating on Amity, but it did feel so good. So good to listen to teacher and do what he said. He was so happy with her too...

A series of noncommittal noises were made by the girls in call, as they ignored the question, the implications, and just plain forgot about it. Even Kim, the one who asked the question, didn't follow up or wonder what was happening. They had to do the assignment because teacher said so. That was the end of that.

"Let's... just do what Sasha said." Anne finally spoke for the group. "Get it done nice and quick, like ripping off a band-aid."

Luz gulped, banishing lurid thoughts from her mind, and nodded. "Agreed."

All the girls opened the email sent to them after Friday class, clicked on the link for the video, and then pressed play. They all took a deep breath only to be... underwhelmed and confused as the video started up as a montage of pictures of all the girls in class, starting with America and ending with Yukiko before looping back to America.

"What is this crap!?" America scoffed from her end. Halfway though the second loop, audio began to play in the form of a soft bass track in the background.

"Maybe it's suppose to be... inspirational?" Marcy guessed. "Like, we're suppose to draw beautiful self-portraits, so here's us, all beautiful and stuff!" But even Marcy herself didn't seem so sure about the explanation.

"Oh yeah. Consider me inspired." Gwen snarked, rolling her eyes. On the third playthrough, a multi-coloured strobing effect was added to the pictures, slowly pulsing between colours at each transition.

"Well, this is honestly sorta lame." Sasha chuckled when it hit the fourth loop. Now, the music was getting a little louder, and little more faster paced. "I expected something way more sketchy from Mr. Perv. Guess we can just turn this off and get on to the assignment." She said, as she and no one else made any effort to close or pause the video.

The fifth loop came and went, adding a spiral overlay to the pictures and strobe effect, as the girls fell largely silent, their snark and commentary dying down as they watched with intent, as they listened with intent, even though they had no idea as to why. They barely even noticed that with every loop, the pictures transitioned faster and faster, once holding on screen for five seconds, now barely for two.

"This... hnng... this is wrong. I feel... strange..." Raven struggled to say on the tenth loop. Her mind was buzzing with strange, foreign interference, her magical abilities failing to protect her. The spiral and strobing were faster now, the music louder and stronger, a steady, thundering UNZT UNZT UNZT that hammered on her mind. Every thought was pounded out and obliterated by that harsh beat.

"No, friend Raven, this is most wonderful..." Starfire replied in a distant tone. "The images, the music, the words... it makes my heart fluttery and my mind so loose and slippery!"

"The words...?" Marcy croaked, her voice similarly soft and dreamlike. The Asian girl let out a sigh and shut her eyes - just a moment, she didn't want to miss anything and already came to love the spiral and the colours - and yes, just as Star had said, she could hear words underneath the bassy beat, spoken in a husky female tone.

Good girls, good girls, study, listen, obey, teacher, obey, listen, like a good girl...

Pretty, beautiful, sexy, happy, sexy, obedient, pretty good girls...

"Good girl... good girl..." Star, Marcy, Kim, and Violet chanted. "Good girls do what teacher says..."

But Luz was far too focused on the screen in front on her, on her thoughts and memories, to pay any attention to all that. She clenched her thighs and cupped her breasts, thinking back to the day Mr. Daily had sex with her. The sensation of his thick cock ripping her hymen and plunging deep inside. Slobbery kisses on her breasts and nipples. Kamala winding herself around her body and trapping her there. It had made her feel sexy and happy. To listen to teacher and obey teacher like a good, sexy girl....

So far gone into her fantasies and the spiraling video was Luz that she did not notice Amity on her screen, the young witch staring forward with a blank expression, drooling, unblinking eyes clouded and confused and flushing bright scarlet.

Each playthrough progressed, and the spiral would go faster, the colours would go brighter, and the music and voices would go louder, and the girls would fall deeper into their trances. Come the thirteenth iteration, and the pictures changed from photos to drawings. From yearbook headshots to pornographic images. It all still went in alphabetic sequence, but now the girls were bombarded with sights like America poledancing, Gwen hanging upside from a webline and sucking a man off, and Starfire bent over and being taken from behind by a man who looked suspiciously like Mr. Daily. Furthermore, each girl now had three or four images which played in the sequence, and the video was going so fast, it was nearly impossible to fully register everything at once.

Thirteen, fourteen, fifteen, sixteen times the loop played through, faster, brighter, and louder, the alluring, enchanting voice always on the cusp of being inaudible behind the thumping bass, but the girls were also focused they could hear it clear as day.

Sexy, pretty, beautiful, sexy, horny, slutty, sexy, submissive, hot, naughty, good girl...

Slutty, eager, wet, horny, sexy, obedient, submissive, submissive, good, good girl...

Whore, ****, bitch, slut, eager, submissive, ****, slut, sex ****, horny, good girl...

Teacher sexy, teacher strong, teacher hot, teacher dominant, listen to teacher, you sexy, sexy, good girl...

By this point, Luz's hand had vanished beneath her pants, rubbing her pussy desperately as it throbbed with need, slick and wet with love juices. Her eyes were wide open, as the lewd images blurred by, their shadows burning into her mind, and she could faintly hear the others over her computer's speakers, mumbling along with the voice.

"Sexy, slutty, eager, wet, naughty..." Gwen chanted.

"Whore, pretty, slutty, beautiful, ****, sexy, good girl..." muttered Raven.

"Obedient, submissive, happy, horny, **** student, pretty student for teacher..." America moaned, loudest of them all, over the chat.

"Sexy, horny, slutty, ****... obedient, happy, pretty student... teacher hot, teacher strong, teacher dominant..." Luz repeated mindlessly, deliriously happy.

And this was the beauty of Rob's secret project. While he had done videos like this in the past - a montage of images with a spiral overlay, maybe some colours, music, and voices - he figured with his wish, this would be actually hypnotic towards his target audience, instead of a fetish video a few loyal fans would get their rocks off for. He had worked tirelessly crafting new pieces for the video, adding the effects, and even hiring a voice actor he had worked with in the past to tie it all together, and if he could have seen the results in person, he would have started dancing for joy.

Twenty times in total did the video progress through it's loop, the final time being a frenetic orgy of sound and colour, too fast for a conscious mind to comprehend, but perfect for an addled subconscious to absorb. Luz sighed when it all finished, breathing heavily, as she withdrew her fingers from below her waistline, gingerly licking the cum from them, completely uncaring that Amity was watching her.

"Oh, wow, that was amazing!" Sasha was the first to break the euphoric silence that followed the end of the video, bright-eyed and cheery, a big smile plastered on her face. "No wonder Mr. Daily was so insistent we watch that. It totally opened my eyes!"

America eagerly agreed. "Me too! He really is the best teacher and this is the best class ever!" No one commented on America's complete 180 of opinion, and in fact, the others all completely agreed with her.

"We're lucky to have such a dedicated teacher." Violet sighed dreamily.

"Not to mention one whose so handsome..." Anne replied, her voice low and husky.

"We should work really hard on these drawings." Raven said. "To repay him for all his hard work." Another round of mindless agreement followed, before Luz spoke up.

"So, I have something to tell everyone." She said, almost giggling, happiness bubbling inside her. "When Mr. Daily asked me to stay after class on Tuesday... it was so he could have sex with me!"

Luz was so happy she could now share this moment with her friends, and they were clearly happy for her, raining questions upon her like "How was it"? "How big is his cock"? "Is he fucking Kamala, too"?

But, Luz ignored them all, instead addressing Amity through the screen. "And I'm sorry I cheated on you, Sweet Potato, but Mr. Daily is so hot, and I think I love him more than I love you."

In response to this gross betrayal, Amity just giggled and waved Luz off. "Oh, Luz, you're such a naughty slut." She said with casual ease. "And don't worry, I forgive you, because I would do the same in your situation, too!"

"But you're gay!"

"Doesn't mean I can't be an eager cockslut for our teacher!"

"Hey, girls, can we watch the video again?" Spoke Kim, her voice low and strained. "I'm right on the edge and I need to cum so bad, and I think seeing me in that bikini will totally help."

"Agreed!"

And so the group watched the video again, falling even further under Rob's hypnotic sway. And across the city, in whatever nebulous space his fictional beauties existed in when they weren't in class, the other students also watched the video and fell to his power, whether alone or in groups. Whatever resistance they had would be replaced with eager obedience, becoming the perfect schoolgirls for their wonderful teacher, and willing to do anything and everything he asked of them.

Certainly, class would become much more interesting from this point on.