Author's Notes:
As is usual to state on Literotica, all characters participating in sexual acts occurring in this story are at least 18 years of age.
This story contains scenes of sex and humiliation under hypnotic control in front of an audience, starting with simple sex with strangers, and escalating into incest and people mimicking animals. If you like stories like this, be my guest, if you don't, you've been warned.
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"Where the hell are you people?" Wayne texted to all four of his friends he was waiting for, starting to lose his nerve as he sat on a plastic chair facing a small stage inside of the not-exactly-spacious room.
It was almost an hour since they were all supposed to meet in front of the store in the back of which this room was situated, and so far he was the only one here, accompanied only by a smattering of strange people sitting on the plastic chairs in the last three rows of chairs in this room.
Like his earlier text message which read "Got tired of waiting outside, I'm already in with our tickets.", which, unlike this new one, was only sent to the group chat he and his friends had instead of being sent to each of them separately, as he had much greater control of himself when he wrote it, this one also went unanswered, though he could see that at least some of his friends had read it.
On the verge of, despite the presence of other people in the room, loudly yelling in frustration at his friends' continuing absence, he immediately composed himself as he heard loud footsteps echoing from behind a small unmarked door situated opposite to the one he and the others entered this room, a door which he so-far believed to be some kind of an emergency exit.
This was his moment, there was no mistake about it.
She finally came.
He almost didn't realize that he had no real idea of what to do when he would meet her face-to-face. As if on autopilot, he stood up, walked towards that door, and knocked a few times, said faint realization of his cluelessness sending a shiver through his body as he opened his mouth to ask "Can I come in?" after he was done knocking.
Faint, startled laughter preceded the "Yes, of course," which was the answer to his question.
The weak, but pleasantly feminine voice which replied to him immediately fired a slight fire inside the more primitive parts of his mind, a hope quickly emerging that this episode of his life might end up even better than he anticipated.
This hope, unfortunately, didn't survive the opening of the door and his first look at the recently-arrived occupant of the room behind the door.
She was human, that much was undeniable. But, truth be told, she didn't look like that.
The figure standing right in front of him seemed like she had escaped from a negative of some photograph.
Unnervingly contrasting ivory skin and ebony hair and eyes, with a slender, petite body that looked like it belonged to a victim of starvation rather than to a woman living in a relatively affluent metropolitan area, the woman looked rather otherwordly at a first glance, if not straight-up demonic.
"Yes?" she asked after he continued wordlessly staring at her for a rather awkward period of time.
"Well, uhm," he stammered in response before quickly composing himself. He smiled to himself as her question snapped him back to reality. Of course she looked like this, how could he have expected someone so unusual to look ordinary? How silly of him... "I haven't prepared what to say to you," he said truthfully "So, I'll be blunt, Miss Hypnosia, if that is all right with you."
"You paid to see my show, you get to ask whatever you want," she said reassuringly, her just-a-little-too-toothy smile on her face, however, creeping him out a little "Go on."
"OK," he replied "My best friend, Walter, humiliated me. Badly, I mean. Recorded me while I was drunk and acting like a perverted idiot, then posted the video into our school's Facebook group. Not just for our class to see it, which I could stomach, but the entire school, and whoever any of them decided to show it! He quickly deleted it to calm me down when I exploded at him because of it, but at that point, hundreds of people have already seen it and someone definitely recorded it already."
"That sounds bad," she replied, the dull, metallic-sounding concern in her voice stinging his ears nastily.
"Oh, it is," he declared angrily "I'm used to pretty much everything when it comes to him, but this time he crossed all the lines. So, that's why I came to you. I heard about how your shows go, Miss Hypnosia. Almost all hypnosis shows are simply theatric performances of a bunch of actors, but you are one of the real ones. A real deal. One whose shows tend to contain massive amounts of humiliation of whoever you pick out of the audience. And, as I heard from people who saw you in action before,
that
is something you are willing to let people dictate to you. So," he said as he looked her straight in her dark, abyss-like eyes, "I ask you. Would you be willing to humiliate my friend for what he had done to me?"
Now, it was her turn to stare at him wordlessly for a little-longer-than-appropriate period, the gaze of her black eyes piercing straight into his soul.
"Very well," she said, "If you want your friend to be humiliated in front of about two dozen strangers, then, yes, I can give you that."
"Not just strangers," he replied proudly "He humiliated me in the eyes of hundreds of strangers, so, I'll retaliate by having him humiliated in the eyes of a few people close to him. His girlfriend and our three friends, all girls, are coming as well. He'll be sitting with his girlfriend, Mandy, in the first row. I will sit with our friends, Dee, Summer and Kristi, Summer and Kristi are sisters by the way, in the second one with some friend of Mandy's. Just so you know."
"Understood," she replied in a deadpan tone "Anything else? I have to prepare."
"No, not at all," he said as he turned to leave, before, feeling the phone in his pocket to vibrate, adding "Seems like they are here already."
As he went through the door back to the room with the five rows of plastic chairs and the small stage, leaving the hypnotist to prepare herself for her show, he once again ended up staring wordlessly at the figure in front of him, just like he did when he passed through the door to enter the room behind him.
Except now, rather than staring in shock at an otherworldly, even terrifying-looking woman, the female figure which was now the center of his attention was
much
more pleasant to look at than the demon-resembling hypnotist.
Because, where he had expected to see Mandy's rather busty, but unfortunately boyish figure with about as many curves as a wooden ruler, stood a
quite
busty and very much curvy red-headed figure, dressed in a tight black dress which shamelessly showed-off every inch of her killer body.
