Falling Prey To Master's Words
By Shúnka
I stumbled upon Thom's Hypnosit-Mind
Control Story Archive rather by accident. At first I just gave it a cursory
glance and thought that it was interesting. I booked-marked it in my
favourites. I found that I was beginning to view this page more and more.
Something strange was happening inside me. A gradual change that I only hardly
took notice of.
One evening, while bored, I went online. I
seemed compelled to view Master's page again. This time I went to Master's
Favourite Sayings page. I copied all of the sayings. I went off line and began
to tinker and to create a webpage of my own. I used a script, that I have found
ages ago, that made the page glide up and down on its own. I pasted Master's
favourite sayings on to a fresh new webpage. I copied the script and then
tested it. It worked the words glided up and down on my screen. I then began to
tinker with size, fonts, colours, et al. I was amazed. I, completely by chance,
discovered that using the background colour as FUCHSIA and by making the text
LIME GREEN that the words flashed and flickered as the page moved up and down.
I realised that I had hit on something because I felt a light trance come over
me as I viewed this newly created page.
Using Thom's image at the bottom was a
nice added touch. "All finished" I thought, pleased that I had
created a page that would put me in a trance. I viewed this page for about an
hour that night. The effects were pleasing. I felt myself going deeper and
deeper. I had no idea how addictive this would become. I found as the days
progressed that I would want to view this page every night. The more I viewed
my page, the more I wanted to view Thom's page. The more stories I wanted to
read. The more I read the more fertile my sexual fantasies became.
I realised that I was becoming a slave to
a man whom I am not even sure what his intentions are. I have never met him nor
have I ever even heard from him, yet I felt this pull. One day at work I found
myself sending him a few photographs of myself. I would never have done that on
my own. As this began to become more stronger I found that each night I was
viewing my own page and each night signing on and reading more stories. About a
week ago, I realised after reading a story that I had already read it. I did
not remember reading it before, but I knew that I had read it before. What was
most puzzling was that I honestly could not recall having read it before. This
happened a few other times. Last night was the most revealing for me.
Each time I viewed either my page or
Master's page I found that I was getting more and more aroused. Harder and
harder my cock throbbed. Last night was a turning point. I found that, after
reading another story, in a light trance and while viewing my webpage that I
was so very aroused that I shot my submissive load all over the place, while in
a trance. The orgasm was unlike any I had ever had before, more stronger, more
powerful than any I had ever experienced. I hungrily devoured all of my own
cum. I have no idea why I did this. It seemed instinctual, it seemed necessary
I remember distinctively when I shot my load, even under a trance. It was
reading the words: "You are no longer a person. You are a puppet. You feel
a great, relaxing freedom to surrender your will and move only to he pull of
your strings. My voice controls those strings. You are a puppet... " My
mind came up with "Puppet, Cum now" and I shot copious amounts of
warm jism. White ribbons of slave-cum streamed out of my huge throbbing
slave-meat. I had no will to resist.
This morning I awoke with the urge to put
down my experience to paper. I realise that I am had fallen prey to Master's
words. Now, I find that I cannot jack-off until I sit down and write a story. I
now find myself unable to look away from Master's words. So nice to look at
those words, reading his words, falling into his words, falling prey to his
words, praying to his words, slave to his words, listening to his words . . .
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