Total Hypno Bitch: Chapter 2

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I was completely spent from how my huge black Master and his buddies used me. After taking a shower I was ready to take a nap, but Master planned to use my nap for my training too. I followed him to the room where he set me up for my first hypnosis session.

I was completely spent from how my huge black Master and his buddies used me. After taking a shower I was ready to take a nap, but Master planned to use my nap for my training too. I followed him to the room where he set me up for my first hypnosis session.

The room was very sparse, other than a few clean black-and-white photos of Mapplethorpe’s muscular men. In the center of the room there was this kind of white padded massage bed that seemed very modular. He positioned me in a very different way than you’d do for massage. When I lied down on it on my stomach, my upper body was raised and my ass stood out, with legs lowered, like being on all fours. My torso was raised a bit, so that I faced the wall, where a large flat screen was hanging. There was a hole in the center of the bed, where my crotch was and there was a wide basin underneath the bed, presumably to collect any bodily fluids from my dick.

Master said, “Try not to think too much of yourself as ‘me’, but focus on your holes and their function of receiving dicks or dildos or fingers, or you can also focus your attention on whomever or whatever are penetrating you, just don’t think about yourself, because it will limit your capacity to receive. Understood?”

“Uhh, yes Sir… I think,” I said, hesitantly.

“Don’t worry pussyboi, you’ll get the idea, and the hypnosis video will guide you through it,” Master reassured me.

“What if I need to cum or pee, Sir?” I asked.

“You just go,” Master replied. “That’s what the basin underneath the bed is for. Just let go, in fact, don’t think about your dick at all. After some time, the prolonged fucking and especially in strong intensity will push you to anal orgasm. It’s ok and you have permission to cum. It’s actually encouraged. I want you to learn to cum from being fucked without touching your dick. And if the rough fucking makes you pee too, that’s fine, just let go, don’t think about your dick at all.”

“Yes Sir,” I replied.

“Good faggot,” he said. “Now take this pill and we’ll start,” he instructed. He put the pill into my mouth and then held a glass of water with a straw for me to sip from. I felt like a child being fed medicine. “Good,” he said after I swallowed. “The pill should start having an effect to relax you in 15-30 minutes, so I’ll start you easy. First, I’m going to plug the two fucking machines into your ass and your mouth but I’ll leave the dildos attached to them without moving them. I’ll see how you’re doing in a bit and then I’ll start the machines for the dildos to really fuck you.”

He started with the machine in front of me, a simple device with a normal sized dildo attached, that could push in and out. He brought it closer to my face. “Say ahhh,” he instructed.

I opened my mouth, and he pushed the dildo in, filling my mouth and a part of my throat. Then he walked to my other side and I could feel him lubing up my hole. Another dildo was pushed into my ass, presumably attached to another fucking machine. He dimmed the lights and the room became completely dark. He spoke from beside me but I couldn’t see him.

“I’m going to play a hypnosis video,” he said. “It may seem like it doesn’t have any effect and that you’re still thinking freely, but trust me, after a long time in this state, I’m going to mold you into a complete sissy whore,” Master said. “You’re going to become more submissive towards all Men and all dicks.”

I nodded to express my understanding, as I couldn’t speak with my mouth full.

“I’ll come check in on you from time to time, but if you need to call me there’s a buzzer by your right hand. Try not to use it. I’m going to monitor you now for a couple of minutes, and then I’ll come back in twenty minutes to put noise-cancelling headphones on your head, so you’ll hear absolutely nothing but the hypnosis video. It’ll help you immerse completely. In forty minutes, I’ll turn on the fucking machine, and in an hour we’ll be done with the session. Ready, fag?”

I nodded ‘Yes.’

He patted my head and said “good girl! You have nothing to worry about, you’ll have a lot of fun and we’re going to make a great sissy whore out of you.”

I wasn’t sure what to think anymore, I just braced for whatever was to come.

Master turned on the flat screen and it started screening gay porn with a moving spiral pattern and words blinking, corresponding to what was being said. The voice repeated short messages over and over: “You are a faggot. Men look down at you. Your natural place is at their feet. You feel good submitting to them. You feel your hole filled. You feel happy. You are a faggot. It feels good to be a faggot.” The screen showed guys being fucked, large dicks penetrating asses and mouths, each image growing larger and then fading out and being replaced with another.

Master’s recorded voice continued: “When I tell you that you are a good girl, you feel so happy. You feel relaxed. All you want to do is please me. All you want to do is please Men. You are meant to serve. You are fulfilling your true purpose. This is how it should be. You are happy to serve cock. You are happy to worship cock. You are a faggot. You are a good girl. You are a hungry faggot. You will serve anyone I tell you to. You are grateful that I reward you with more dicks. You don’t need to play with your own dick. You are happy to lock your dick away. You are happy to give me the key to your chastity. You don’t need to worry about anything. You only need to get fucked. You only cum when you get fucked. You are a faggot.”

The images kept changing. I took the words in, deciding not to resist. It was what Master wanted and I accepted it. I squeezed my hole a bit, pushing onto the dildo in my ass, and back, and at the same time moving an inch back and forth on the dildo in my mouth. I felt hornier, but also more relaxed, lighter. The pill was having its effect, thankfully, or it would have been harder to bear the repetitive messages. “You need to take cock. You crave cock. You want nothing but cock. You worship cock. You need cock. Any cock. Cock, cock, cock.”

It felt like an hour had passed by the time Master put the headphones over my ears. He patted my head. He took the dildo out of my mouth and put a cup and a straw into my mouth. I sipped. It was a sweet fruity cocktail. It quenched my thirst as I’ve been spending a lot of spit on the dildo and the sugar gave me energy. I stopped after a couple of sips but he kept the straw to my mouth, and I took it to mean he expected me to finish the drink. I was a little worried I’d make myself want to pee, but I remembered what he said – I needed to let go and not to think about my dick. He put the dildo back into my mouth, patted my head again and left, I guess.

The spiraling hypnosis video continued. I was completely immersed in the sounds and images. Master was saying through the headphones: “Your holes are meant for cocks. You only cum when you get fucked. You want to take cocks. You need to take cocks deep. Thick cocks. Fucking your holes. Your ass. Your mouth. Those are holes for Men to use. It makes you happy. You want more. You always want more. You want to please Men. You want them to be happy. You need to please Men.”

Time seemed to pass more quickly. I was more relaxed, buzzed now, actually. I enjoyed the feeling of having my ass and mouth full. Master 's voice was reassuring. I felt safe. He continued: “You are a sissy faggot. There is no shame. You live to serve. It feels good. It is good for you. You are a sissy faggot. There is no shame. It is what you are. What you were meant to be.”

Master was back. He caressed my ass, poured some more lube into my hole, and then I felt the dildo push in and out. Slowly, pushing just a little deeper with each thrust, and then he set a fixed pace, not as slow, but not too fast, so I could feel the dildo for the full length of my rectum, as it pushed in and out, repeatedly. Then he turned on the fucking machine for my mouth, also starting slow, but then increasing its pace a bit, to match the machine fucking my ass. Master patted my head once more and left. I continued staring at the screen as I was mechanically fucked from both sides, my ears being drilled with the repetitive messages in Master’s voice: “You love getting fucked. You need to get fucked. You are a whore. You want to be whored out. You need Men to use you. You are a whore.”

This was more mind-fucking than anything I have ever experienced. I no longer had any attention span to process the images and voices, the words on the screen and the words of my Master. I was being repeatedly drilled by the fucking machines from both sides and my mind was focused on their synchronous movement, on receiving them. The words, the dicks I saw, they all went through me. I was a porous sponge, but I couldn’t take anymore. And as the image of the super wet sponge came to my mind I felt fluids come out of my dick. I didn’t resist, just as I was instructed. I couldn’t even if I wanted to. The cum just poured out, not in a sudden spurt, but like water flowing out of a faucet. I didn’t hold back and as soon the cum was done, piss came out. All while the fucking machines kept on drilling my holes. Finally, I felt emptied and then the fucking machine stopped too.

Master turned off the screen and slowly turned the light dimmer on. He took the headphones off my head. Suddenly it was quiet and I could hear my thoughts again. But I wasn’t ready for what happened next. He pulled the dildo out of my ass and then the other one out of my mouth, and I felt completely empty. A tear came down my cheek. Master must have seen that, as he patted my head, and said “there there, my little bitch. You’ll adjust in a moment.” He put two fingers into my mouth and I felt relieved as I sucked hard onto them.

“I brought you your lunch,” Master said. “You must be exhausted.” He held the smoothie cup up and inserted the straw into my mouth.” I sipped and recovered some of my energy. When I was done, he set the cup down and said, “Now for your first dick as a fully trained whore!”. He walked over, behind me, and I heard him unzip. He had no problem sliding in through my stretched hole, even with his thick 10” dick. It felt so good, the warmth of a human dick, the girth, the strength, as he thrust it deep inside me, pushing against the walls of my rectum. His big hands grabbed my buttocks as he thrust harder and harder, faster and faster.

“How does this feel, bitch?” he asked.

“Feels amazing, Sir,” I said. “My hole is yours to use. I am a faggot. I need you to use me. I need to get fucked,” I added, more verbal than I ever was. Everything I heard in the last hour suddenly flowed out of my mouth. And as I thought again about words flowing out, cum flowed out of my dick through my chastity cage. “Ahhhh!” I yelled. “Sir! Sir!”

“It’s OK,” Master reassured. “Let it flow.”

And I did, as I felt Master tense up, his huge dick getting even more rigid inside my hole. “ARGH!” he roared, as he came, then leaned on my back, hugging me with the full weight of his 6’4” 200+lbs body. “You did great, pussyboi,” he said.

After a short pause, contemplating what just happened, I asked, “Sir? Am I going to leak fluids from now on just like that? Is that normal?”

“Don’t worry,” Master reassured. “Your training will make it easier for you to cum from getting fucked. But you won’t cum spontaneously, without stimulation. And yes, this is normal. This is how it should be. Faggots cum from getting fucked. You don’t need to jerk off. Do you understand?”

“Yes Sir,” I replied. “I am a faggot.”

“Good girl,” he said. He patted my head and finally pulled out.

“Alright, that’s enough for now,” Master said. “I’m going to let you freshen up and then you can take a nap before the gang comes over to use you.”