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Mind Control — Supernatural mental powers
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The Magic Rings by wicker
Someone receives five rings: The owner wears one, and gives away four allowing the other to control the four
- 72 Likes
- 10,315 Views
- 7 Chapters Deep
- English
- Mind Control
- 3rd Person, Male
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Road to Ruin by Brulz
A seemingly modest Indian wife’s world unravels when her loving husband’s hidden fantasies awaken something buried deep inside her. What begins as whispered suggestions and secret porn clips becomes an erotic journey of corruption, surrender, and transformation. She learns to crave what she once feared — facials, bukkakes, anal, cumshots — embracing her filthy side. But how far will she be sent down this road
- 1 Likes
- 1,294 Views
- 10 Chapters Deep
- English
- Mind Control
- 3rd Person, Both
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The Hypnotherapist by joseph4668
I’m a tenacious blonde journalist, determined to expose hypnotherapy as a sham. My target: Dr. Victor Kane, a world-renowned hypnotist whose reputation precedes him. Confident in my skepticism, I strike a bold deal with him—if he can’t hypnotize me to do whatever he wants for as long as he chooses, I’ll use my platform to debunk his craft. But if he succeeds, it’ll prove hypnotherapy’s power and serve as a global advertisement for his industry. I’m certain I’ll win. Under the dim glow of his office, Kane’s voice weaves a spell I can’t resist. I sink into a deep trance, unaware of the command he implants: every time my phone rings, I’ll strip completely naked, no matter where I am, and strut through public spaces with my arms raised high, exposing myself for a full hour. The trigger is unbreakable, etched into my subconscious. The first call comes during a crowded press conference. My phone buzzes, and before I can stop myself, my clothes hit the floor. I parade through the stunned crowd, arms up, body bare, a spectacle for all to see. My colleagues, sensing a viral story, gleefully dial my number during live broadcasts, at galas, in busy city squares—each ring stripping me of dignity as cameras flash and headlines scream. The world watches my humiliation, and my own newsroom profits from the coverage, turning my ordeal into their gain. , I beg Kane to undo the trance. He refuses, his smirk reminding me of our deal. I ditch my phone, but it doesn’t matter—the trigger persists. Any call to my number, from anywhere, sets me off. I strip in parks, malls, even during interviews, leaving my clothes behind as I march naked, helpless, for an hour each time. When the trance lifts, I’m left scrambling, often finding my clothes stolen, forcing me to navigate the city exposed, again and again. The world knows my shame, my career is in tatters, and yet, a strange thrill pulses through me each time I obey the trigger—a secret I can’t admit, even to myself.
- 28 Likes
- 4,464 Views
- 4 Chapters Deep
- English
- Mind Control
- 1st Person, Female
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Hentai town by milf_lover
Welcome to hentai town a hentai university by noodle jacuzzi inspired story
- 83 Likes
- 17,252 Views
- 8 Chapters Deep
- English
- Mind Control
- 1st Person, Both
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Tangled in a Trance by joseph4668
Synopsis: Tangled in a Trance I’m a fierce, blonde-haired journalist in a bustling city, hell-bent on exposing hypnotherapy as a sham. My target: a renowned hypnotherapist whose charm and success irk me to no end. I pursue him relentlessly, my pen poised to ruin his career with a scathing exposé. After a heated back-and-forth, he throws down a challenge: one session. If he fails to hypnotize me, I can humiliate him publicly, ending his practice. But if he succeeds, my subconscious will obey his commands, proving his craft’s legitimacy and serving as free marketing. I accept, smirking, certain I’ll crush him. The session begins, and I’m smug, convinced my willpower is ironclad. But as his voice weaves its spell, my confidence wavers. He plants triggers: every text I receive prompts me to unbutton or remove one piece of clothing, and every phone call forces me to strip completely naked for minutes, wherever I am. He lets me leave, thinking I’ve won, my article half-written to destroy him. The hypnotherapist toys with me, sending strategically timed texts and calls that catch me in public, just out of sight. I’m determined to expose him, but each trigger proves he’s already won. My article falters as I struggle to manage my unraveling dignity. The thrill of the close calls mix with sheer embarrassment, my face burning as I plot my escape. Back at the news station, my friends sense something’s off. They prod, playfully sending texts to test me, unaware they’re triggering my exposure. A blouse opens on set, just off-camera; I laugh it off, but my voice quakes. I can’t explain why I need them to stop without risking their exploitation of me for ratings. They uncover the truth—my deal with the hypnotherapist—and turn it into a front-page story. Gleefully, they reveal my triggers: texts and calls. For maximum suspense, they leak my phone number one digit per day on air, inviting the public to “test” hypnotherapy’s power. Each broadcast drives me wild with dread, my phone a ticking bomb. Strangers begin texting, each ping stripping away another layer, forcing me into alleys or bathrooms to obey. I beg friends to stop contacting me, but can’t reveal why, knowing they’ll weaponize it against me. The hypnotherapist revels in my unraveling, his playful taunts stoking the indecent thrill of each near-exposure. Tension builds as I navigate close calls—unbuttoning at work , stripping during catholic church service while everyone's eyes are closed in prayer. My cheeks stay flushed, my body quivers at the thought of the next trigger. I scramble to anticipate texts and calls, but the randomness keeps me off-balance. The power play between us crackles: my drive to humiliate him clashes with his slow, deliberate exposure of me. My friends’ playful betrayal at the station, chasing ratings, heightens my desperation. As the final digit of my number airs, the city’s texts flood in, and I face the ultimate test of managing my spontaneous indecency, humiliated yet electrified by the hypnotherapist’s victory and my own total, public & undeniable surrender broadcasted for all the world to see in broad daylight.
- 24 Likes
- 4,655 Views
- 12 Chapters Deep
- English
- Mind Control
- 1st Person, Female
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Araqiel's Court by VirtualMien
An ambitious audience participation story. Vote on character decisions and a vast array of transformations. Adrian has chosen to take on the mantle of Araqiel's knight to save himself, but has bound six others to his service in the process. Now he must face the enemies that come with his new position, and find a way to endure the changes he and his squires will undergo.
- 27 Likes
- 2,805 Views
- 15 Chapters Deep
- English
- Mind Control
- 3rd Person, Both
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Before Court: A Campus Court Story by Thehypno7ist
Aiden obtains a device that makes his voice more persuasive. He uses his newfound ability to get back at the people who've wronged him.
- 89 Likes
- 11,008 Views
- 9 Chapters Deep
- English
- Mind Control
- 3rd Person, Male
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Remote control by paner
a couple of friends get their hands on some old technology and decide to use it.
- 17 Likes
- 1,666 Views
- 1 Chapters Deep
- English
- Mind Control
- 3rd Person, Female
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Haga lo que quieran by Lucion
Anna, con una sonrisa traviesa en su rostro, salió de su apartamento y se dirigió a la feria local. Había oído rumores sobre un baile portátil nuevo y limpio que acababan de instalar, y su curiosidad, junto con sus inclinaciones únicas, la llevaron a explorar. Llevaba una falda corta y una blusa suelta, perfecta para su plan. Al llegar a la feria, se abrió paso entre la multitud, su corazón latiendo con anticipación. Encontrado el baño portátil, nuevo y reluciente, situado en un rincón relativamente tranquilo. Con un rápido vistazo a su alrededor para asegurarse de que nadie la estaba observando, abrió la puerta y se deslizó adentro. El interior del baile portátil era pequeño y estrecho, pero limpio y ordenado. Anna se aseguró de que la puerta estuviera bien cerrada y, con una sonrisa, se sometió la falda y se envió en la tapa del inodoro, dejando al descubrimiento su roca interior. Esta vez consideró unos calzones solo para esta actividad, Los procesos de limpieza fueron más fáciles de esta manera. Se sintió unas contracciones en su estado por la emoción y la anticipación. Esperó, escuchando los rincones del trailer, los pasos de la gente afuera, y el murmullo de la feria. Su mente comenzó a divagar, imaginando todas las posibilidades de lo que estaba a punto de suceder. No pasó mucho tiempo antes de que oyera pasos acercanose al baño portátil. Anna contuvo la respiración, su corazón latiendo más rápido. Escuchó cómo la puerta se abre y alguien entraba. El olor a orina y excrementos comenzó a llenar el pequeño espacio, y Anna dijo una oleada de excitación. Se movió ligamento, ajustando su posición para maximizar el contacto con el inodoro, asegurandose de que cadaCentímetro de la tapa estuviera bien abierto para que la porquería cayera directamente en ella. Las personas defecaban y orinaban sin saber que Anna estaba allí, disfrutando de cada momento. El olor se volvió más fuerte, y Anna podía sentir la humedad en su ropa interior. Los hijos de la feria se desvanecieron, reemplazados por los hijos de su propiedad respiración y los ruidos corporales de las personas que usaban el baile. Era una sinfonía disgustosa y erótica que la llevaba a un estado de éxtasis. Anna se dejó llevar por las sensaciones, su mente enfocada únicamente en el presente. La combinación de olores, sonidos y texturas la llevaba a un estado de placer intenso. Se movió ligamento, asegurandose de que cada gota y cada pedazo de porquería cayera directamente sobre ella, cubriendo su ropa interior y sus muslos con la cálida y pegajosa mezcla. Cuando finalizó la multitud se disipó y el baile portátil permaneció en silencio, Anna se permitió un momento para descubrir la sensación antes de levantarse. Se miró en el pequeño espejo del baile, viendo el desorden en su ropa y su cuerpo. Sonrió, sintiéndose satisfecha y viva. Con cuidado, se limpió lo mejor que pudo y salió del baño portátil, dejando atrás el desorden. Se dirigió a su apartamento, su mente aun llena de las sensaciones y experiencias de la mañana. Sabía que tendría mucho que pensar y explorar en los días venideros, pero por ahora, se sentía completamente satisfecha.
- 0 Likes
- 420 Views
- 3 Chapters Deep
- English
- Mind Control
- 1st Person, Female
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Why my Bully learnt Hypnosis by Thehypno7ist
Diego's Mother tries to protect him from his Bully by humiliating him in front of his family. The Bully retaliates using his newly learnt Hypnosis skills.
- 192 Likes
- 15,187 Views
- 8 Chapters Deep
- English
- Mind Control
- 3rd Person, Both
