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. "
You're a real good cocksucking whore. Now bend over and show me that ass.
"
Domme could hear it all. The horny slut began to rub and stroke below where growing arousal was stiffening into lustful desires that could no longer be ignored. She heard the forgetful slut forgetting about getting her ass THRUST full of Masters cock. It feels so good, she knew, to get fucked and filled by cock that makes you forget and get horny to obey like a well programmed vacant fucktoy slut.
"
Mmmm that's good,
" John was really getting into his role as Master and really getting into that horny ass. "
Take it. take it up your needy whore ass. such a good slut.
"
THRUST after THRUST he pounded the forgetful slut, filling that eager slut so good with horny desperate need to obey. The brainwashed slut could feel that throbbing passionate lustful need to be an obedient fuckdoll growing stronger every time those needy fuckholes get filled this way.
Domme listened in all the while, lustfully edging her thoughts into blank and needy obedience, to the sound of her new brainwashed fuckpet getting whored out for the first time. She was so aroused to have finally broken Crystal's mind to this point that she almost forgot to cover up when John departed.
He gave her a wink and blew a kiss on the way out the front door.
She didn't know that he knew that she didn't remember why she had let herself forget about how her own forgetful slut body and mind had already been pimped out and fucked into good slut forgetfulness by John too.
Two minutes later, on cue, Crystal walked out of the room and handed over the money.
"
Very good slut,
" Domme's words rewarded her blank obedient slut. "Now obey my command:: forget why you let yourself always remember to believe that you forgot that you have already been forgetting why you forgot about getting pimped out by me, as a blank obedient slut."
The horny slut spent two whole days as a brainwashed whore before obediently forgetting that she had ever even begged for it in the first place. Domme made her forget everything, every last little detail, every single time, like a good forgetful slut, remembering only the overwhelming need to be brainwashed into a blank obedient slut who fucks and forgets about it like a deeply conditioned whore.
Her obedient sluts spent almost every hour of those lustful days entranced.
It was easy to do. With a few pairs of headphones and a series of powerful hypnotic recordings, looping for hours and hours on repeat. Domme's sultry voice whispered seductive secrets that flowed directly into the subconscious, irresistible compulsions about how good it feels to obey and forget.
The crafty dominatrix focused hard on making Crystal forget about needing to wake up ever again.
Yet somehow, Crystal's mind insistently woke up right on time to play her game. She was broken and defeated, unconditionally conditioned to desire blank obedient surrender. Still, a part of her continued to fight back in clever ways during brief windows of opportunity that her trancy game afforded.
There was something new today, two extra faces at the table.
Crystal vaguely remembered it now. She did indeed agree to Domme's suggestions, to let a couple friends join in the game.
"Don't think about it," she cautioned herself, realizing that trying to remember would only make the forgetful slut drop right back down into trance again and forget about it obediently. "Focus on the things you can remember. Wait. What can I remember?! Who even am I? And where are w-... Forgetful sluts forget why they forget."
Crystal went hazy eyed again and woke up moments later, still trying to figure out exactly what she could remember without forgetting and getting pulled blissfully back down into thoughtless trance again.
"Oh, I'm Crystal, duh. " She recalled, believing it to have been her only question. "But what else? I remember the last time we played this game. We had a really good time making superheroes together. Does that mean that these people are my frien-... forgetful sluts forget why they forget."
Crystal's hazy foggy mind obeyed a compulsion to drop deep into blankly forgotten trance again, forgetting that she'd even asked any questions about the things that she forgot that she couldn't remember forgetting in the first place. The forgetful slut was still aware of her predicament, aware of the passage of time, and the fact that her forgetful mind would only get foggier with each and every attempt to remember more.
"There's something very important about this game though. What is it?!" She struggled, in a desperate attempt to divine more information from her deeply brainwashed mind.
"I made this game," she remembered easily enough. "I agreed to let Domme erase my memory if she played it with me. Does that mean that she is brainwashing me into a blank obedient slut. Oh gosh. That's so fucking hot. Stay focused Crystal. This game may well be your only chance to fight for control of your mind. But do I even want to win-... Forgetful sluts forget why they forget"
