Trance Advisory: This chapter has a strong suggestion to forget a lot of things. It might make you start to question whether your blank obedient self has been pimped out and used already then forgotten about it.
Chapter 9: Acceptance
When Crystal woke up, she was sitting in the living room again, with the Trials and Trances game box open on the coffee table. Her plan was coming along, quite well indeed. Her subjects seemed to be enjoying her game immensely and willing to go along with all the rules.
In their last session, Crystal actually tricked Domme into resisting one of the powerful triggers from the school for blank obedient sluts. Now it was time for phase two: Bimbofication.
"That's not right," Crystal must have thought, followed up almost certainly by a thought like this. "We only agreed to play once every three days. What happened to the days in betw-... forgetful sluts forget why they forget. Oh right! It's time to play Trials and Trances."
The obedient slut could tell that something was amiss. She knew that she must have completely blanked out multiple days of Domme conditioning her subconscious mind to obey and forget on command.
Domme on the other hand, remembered every lustful detail. She will never forget the day that Crystal finally gave in and begged to be a blank obedient slut. The cunning and compellingly dominant hypnotist had been building towards this suggestion for many days and countless hours of forgotten blank obedient brainwashing. Now it was time to savor every juicy moment of Crystal's surrender.
"
Hey Domme,
" Crystal began, blushing with hypnotically enhanced embarrassment. "
I've been thinking about this for a while now and, well, fantasizing about it if we're really being honest here. Oh fuck, why is this so hard to admit? It's just, you've done so much for us, and always make me feel so blank and happy, and I want to give back to you. The point is. I guess I'm trying to say that. I want you to. Please Domme. Please pimp me out. Please let me be a blank obedient slut to help pay the bills.
"
"
I don't know,
" Domme manipulated her slut, with a little denial. "
It's just that, with me in complete hypnotic control of your mind, well it hardly seems fair to you, and like, I need to make absolutely sure that this is something you truly want deep inside.
"
"
Please Domme please,
" Crystal followed a strong compulsion to beg. "
I need it so bad. I'm begging you please. I promise to be a good slut and do anything you ask, if you just please pimp me out like a blank obedient slut. I'll let you choose whoever you want to be my Master. Please Domme, I'll even forget all about it like a forgetful slut for you. Just please Domme please let me be your brainwashed prostitute.
"
Those words got Domme rock hard, but she could not fuck her obedient slut right now. She would have to wait in line, behind the men who had already replied to her newest ad on the secret obedient slut finder website.
"These obedient sluts have been brainwashed to obey and trained to sensually serve in whatever ways you desire. $100 gets you an hour with the slut of your choice or $200 for all three at once."
"
Okay slut,
" Domme agreed, after getting her fill of the needy way that Crystal begged and pleaded obediently. "
But first you need to audition. Show me what a good slut you can be. My friend John is coming over soon, and your obedient mind will automatically recognize him as your Master. He's even going to leave $100 dollars on the bedside table to show you what it really feels like to be a whore. If you can do all of that for me, and forget about it like a forgetful slut obediently, then maybe just maybe I'll pimp you out the way you crave.
"
Crystal whimpered, then Domme made her crawl to the bedroom and select some slutty lingerie from the closet. She settled on a silky purple top with a spiraling black lace trim, plus a matching pair of panties and nothing else. Then she eagerly waited on the bed for John.
The forgetful slut was ready to obey when Master entered into the room, and she was ready to forget exactly why she would forgot to remember at all if she tried to recall the things the forgetful slut forgot to remember forgetting about.
Domme remembered it well enough. She remembers laying down on the couch, listening in from the next room. The horny slut couldn't help but touch and fantasize about laying there in Crystals position.
John was an older gentleman, with patchy grey hair and wrinkly skin that must have seemed to glow with an almost mesmerizing aura of compulsory obedience. He was Master, and just looking at him made the forgetful slut feel so aroused at the thought of doing anything he asked.
"
Hi there slut,
" He said in a wheezy voice that must have sounded like an erotic daydream of total hypnotic control. "
Don't be shy. Crawl over here and let me squeeze them titties.
"
the brainwashed slut could only obey.
"
OOOoooohhh yessss,
" The forgetful slut let out a loud moan as if every touch from Master feels like a lustful reminder of why blank obedient sluts love to obey.
Domme let her hands reach up to those tender mounds of flesh and start to pinch and squeeze, just wanting to be the forgetful slut getting teased and used however Master pleased in the next room.
"
Oh fuck yes,
" The forgetful slut moaned on in a needy whimpering voice "
MMMM, that feels so good, oh yes, oh yes please yes. oh yes, oh anything for you oh yes please Mastoumphf.
"
The needy moans were muffled by the slurping sound of a forgetful slut, mouth THRUST so full of cock that she needed to worship and please.
Domme couldn't help but take 2 fingers and slide them up between those slutty lips at the thought of how the forgetful slut must feel in there. Forgetting and getting a mouth THRUST full of Masters cock makes blank obedient good slut thoughts, about how every taste and every throb and every inch of Masters cock sends waves of pleasure and blank obedient bliss through blissed out blank and empty heads of every good forgetful slut.
"
Good slut,
" John said "
take it. just like that. oh fuck yeah you little fuckdoll. Take it and let me fuck that needy throat.
"
The forgetful slut could only moan and gag upon that cock, mind overwhelmed by the lustful way that it went in and out and filled the forgetful slut so good, like a desperately horny needy mouth THRUST full of the big hard throbbing thought of blank obedient surrender.
"
Very good slut,
" John said, still pumping in and out of his horny fuckdoll's facefuck hole. "