Life in the Mansion – The Master

I must have fallen asleep while listening to music. My head ached, and I could hear ringing in my ears, but it stopped right as soon as I took my headphones off. I looked around, not recognizing where the hell I was. I wiped the drool from the bottom of my lip. I was completely naked, it was dark out, and my heart was pounding. Where am I? What was I doing here? I stood up and found a piece of paper on the ground next to the bed with my handwriting scribbled over it.

“Hello, Past-me, please do not freak out after reading this note, in fact, I think you will enjoy the surprise. Remember those mind control mp3’s you were working on? Well, they work! Using these mind control powers, I have erased your memory of the past three years, so that you can enjoy re-discovering the powers that you have. In this new home that you have acquired, there are six bimbofied women. They have been hypnotized into forgetting their past lives, and now live here. They will obey any command you give them as long as you whisper it into their ears. They are completely unaware of your presence unless of course, you command them to be. Their personalities have stayed in-tact; but instead, have a different set of priorities. You will recover three years of your memory after you wake up from the next nap you take. Enjoy! Oh and don’t worry about being naked –Future you

I didn’t believe anything this note said. I was nervous. I had only just begun my work on my mind control hypnosis audios. Controlling the minds of beautiful women had been my fetish since I had hit puberty, but I never really believed in it. The calendar marked exactly three years since I went to bed…last night? I looked around for clothes. Nothing. I held my breath and poked my head out the door and into the hallway. Was this a joke my roommates were playing on me? I found a bathroom, closed the door, and relieved myself. Next thing I know, as I was finishing up, a gorgeous blonde woman walked in. She was around my height, and wearing a green nightie.

“Oh my god! I’m so sorry!” I said, aloud, I had forgotten to lock the door.

I ran out, my erect cock slapping my thighs as I ran down back over to the room I woke up in. I locked the door behind me, worried that I would be yelled at. Minutes went by, and my heart rate slowed down, and then I realized that she didn’t even scream when she found a naked man in the middle of the night in her bathroom. I poked my head out into the hallway again, and I saw her walking into what I assumed was her room. She closed the door silently behind her. I thought back to the note as I heard another door open up in the hallway. I held my breath, and stood out there in my naked glory. A different woman walked right by me, also naked. She was about my height, incredibly fit, and didn’t seem to notice I was there at all. I followed her down the stairs and into the basement. I gasped at the large home gym that was set up down here. When the she flipped the light switch on, I noticed she was wearing headphones of her own. She began a workout routine. Each time I stepped in front of her, or waved a hand in her face, she simply ignored it.

I went upstairs and into the living room, and the sun started coming up. There I noticed a woman asleep on a couch. She had long brunette hair, a deep tan, huge breasts, and luscious lips. She was clothed in what looked like clubbing attire, complete with white leopard print and fishnets. It gave very little to the imagination. I took a closer look, and realized who she was. Victoria Wilson, my hypnotherapist. She had completely changed, she had always been attractive, but now she was a complete bimbo! Was I the one who did this to her? I decided to test what had been on the scribbled piece of paper.

“Wake up” I whispered her ear

“Wake…up” She repeated, opened her eyes, and breathed deeply

“What the fuck…it’s too early” She said aloud

“Oh my god, I’m so sorry…I didn’t mean to wake you” I said, but again, I was ignored. She sat there, looking at updates on her phone

“Put your phone down, and sit patiently” I whispered into her ear again

“Yes…I will put my phone down and sit patiently” She said flatly as she dropped her phone to the ground, and sat there motionless. My cock was harder than it has ever been. I nervously grabbed her incredibly large, breasts, and squeezed them. No reaction. I asked her a question I had always fantasized about.

“You will hypnotize yourself into having an orgasm, but you will not use your hands” I whispered into her ear

“Yes… I will hypnotize myself into having an orgasm but I will not use my hands” She said flatly, and pulled out a pendant from in between her cleavage.

She hiked up her skirt, and exposed her breasts and held up the pendant in front of her eyes. She sat there saying nothing, but I could see her squirm in the chair. Minutes went by, and her pussy got wetter and wetter, until suddenly, she thrusted her hips in the air and moaned.

“Hypnotize….mmm…myself…no….hands…” She repeated and repeated as she came and came, drool slid down her chin, as she felt the hypnotically induced orgasm ripple through her body.

I stared in amazement, almost having a hands-free orgasm of my own. She sat there, in post orgasmic bliss, with a large smile on her face, and suddenly as if a switch was flipped, snapped herself out.

“Mmmm! That was delicious! She said aloud, I need to do this more often, but first, a nap” She smiled, as she walked upstairs

I sat there frozen, forgetting that they couldn’t see me. As my heart rate calmed down yet again, I realized how much fun lay in store for me….