Hypnosluts: Daddy's Brainwashed Toy

All characters depicted in this work are 18 years or older. Intended for adult audiences only.

A/N: I've been playing around with self-hypnotism recently and... well, this happened. Enjoy! xx

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There are few things I like better in this world than being a cocktease.

Ever since I turned eighteen last year, I've been working hard to become famous for teasing men to their breaking point. It's an addiction, really. I love prodding men all the way to the edge of the cliff, and then ditching them as soon as they feel confident to make a move.

It's such a thrill - flirting and batting my lashes and giving them peeks at my tight, hot body, only to then deny them any of it. Watching the frustration in their eyes as I walk away from them ... it's bliss.

However, there's only one man I'm truly interested in cracking beyond measure.

My daddy.

He's the only one who seems completely averse to my cockteasing ways. At first, I thought it was the whole I'm-your-father-we-can't-do-this thing, which, y'know, I respect.

But I've seen him looking. I've heard him moaning my name in the shower after I tease him to the point of no return. I know he wants me.

To be fair, it's not like I've been subtle. Even when my bitch of a mom is in the room, I make sure to kiss him on the lips, grind my ass against him when I squeeze past him in the kitchen, sit on his lap on the sofa - all the usual things that have men panting after me like the useless mutts they are.

But Daddy is immune. Or, at least, he's pretending to be immune.

I want my dad in a way that no girl should. It's so incredibly wrong - I know that - but deep down, I know it's also right. I've been with other guys, but all they've achieved is made me realize just how perfect Daddy is for me, and no other man.

I was made for him - just for him.

"Babygirl, could you come in here?" Daddy calls out as I'm putting the finishing touches on my make-up.

I'm going out to a club tonight to try and get Daddy off my mind. He doesn't want me - he's made that clear by not responding to any of my teasing. So I guess I'll have to settle for someone else, if only for the night, until my dripping pussy is satisfied.

Mom is out of town for the weekend, thank god. It's obvious that she and Daddy aren't in love any more - they sleep in separate beds, they hardly speak, and she spends most of her nights 'at work' - but she insists on staying in this house, despite actively (and obviously) hating my guts.

I sigh, defeated, and flounce downstairs into the living room, where my dad is sitting on the sofa, phone in hand.

Shit, Daddy is so handsome. Taller than me by at least a head, with thick silver hair, the hint of a beard, and fit from hitting the gym - probably to work out the stress he feels from having a cold fish for a wife. Big, rough hands that would look good wrapped around my hair ... or spanking my ass ... or fingering my--

"Yes, Daddy?" I purr, slipping my arms around his shoulders to press my tits against his upper back.

He glances over his shoulder and frowns. "What the hell are you wearing?"

I blink. "I'm going out with Dani, remember? We're going to that new club in town. Girl's night out." That will likely end with me being stuffed full of cock, preferably screaming 'Daddy' while I do so.

"In that?" Daddy scoffs.

It's one of my favorite cockteasing outfits - a sparkly pink dress that plunges down my chest and back, and cups my ass tightly, ending just after my crotch. Men love it, because it requires zero effort to get at my tits and pussy. It also teases enough of my skin to make everyone want to touch.

"It was expensive," I say with a pout. "You don't like it, Daddy?" I trail a hand down my bare torso, between my tits, and love how his eyes follow the movement with a hungry stare.

"You shouldn't wear things like that, baby. Men will be all over you," he says with a dark look.

"Duh, that's the whole point," I snort, and then realize what I've said.

Shit, way to sound like a total slut in front of the guy you want most of all!

Daddy positively glowers at me, his handsome mouth pulled into a hard line. He seems to think about something for a long moment, then sighs, and pats the cushion next to him. "Sit next to Daddy, baby. I've got something I want to show you."

Please be your cock, I think, somewhat deliriously, before doing as he says. When I sit, the dress rides right up to my hips - if I was to part my legs even a little, my bare, soaked cunt would be on full display.

Daddy clears his throat. "I've noticed you've recently been acting out in a way that I don't like, sweetheart. Don't think I don't see when you flirt with my friends, with any man you come into contact with. And I've noticed you flirting with me, most of all."

"Daddy -" I begin, though I'm not sure where exactly I'm going to go with it.

But he continues as though I haven't spoken: "I understand that you're young, and beautiful, and want to explore and experiment. But you've been poking a lot of bears, babygirl, and sometimes, when you poke too hard, one of those bears decides enough is enough."

"Wh--?"

"You need to be punished, babygirl. Need to be put in your place, and taught a lesson. If you're going to act like a slutty toy, you're going to be treated like one."

I open my mouth to ask what the hell he's talking about, but he holds up his phone's screen, and hits 'play'.

Suddenly, I forgot what I was going to ask.

The screen is filled with colorful effects, like a kaleidoscope turning around and around. The music is deep and insistent, full of bass and a high-pitched frequency. My brain spins, then slows, then suddenly I can't bear to look away from the screen.

Then a voice comes along - male and strong and echoing - and tells me:

"Welcome to your new reality, slut. You are going on a journey to your true self. To the self you need to become. Keep your eyes on the screen, keep your ears trained solely to my voice. You are going under, you are going under, you are going under..."

Then the world drops out, replaced by the kaleidoscope colors, whirling around me, while a voice tells me I am good, I am perfect, I am going to do whatever my new master wishes. I am a slave, a set of holes, a willing and warm home for my master. I will be forever primed for my master, for whatever he needs me for. I will be happy in this new reality, without need for worry or fear.

When the world as I knew it bleeds back into place, I am on my knees, and Daddy is standing over me, his big hand cupping my face.

I lean into his touch, hungry for him in every single way.

My brain is fuzzy. It feels like I'm seeing the world through rose-tinted glasses, like everything is shiny and pretty and new. Happiness mingles with arousal in my gut, making me moan on a smile as I look into Daddy's beautiful eyes.

"Daddy," I purr, nuzzling into his palm.

"Welcome back, sweetheart," he says to me in a voice that has my clit thrumming. "How do you feel?"

"Mm, so good," I sigh. I can't help myself - I reach down and cup my pussy under my dress, and moan at the instant relief it brings. I'm dripping all over my hand, my thighs and slit stained with pussy juice.

Daddy laughs, and it's a beautiful sound. "I thought you might like this. Daddy has turned you into his toy, baby. No more cockteasing half the town - from now on, you're mine, and mine alone. It was so cute, watching you think you had the upper hand as you flitted around in those tiny skirts, that perfect cunt on full display - you probably thought I didn't want you, didn't you, baby?"

"Yes, Daddy," I say, the truth out of me before I can stop it.

"My poor girl," Daddy coos with a smirk. "Cockteasing her own daddy, unable to find any relief elsewhere."

"I just wanted you, Daddy," I say, tears suddenly in my eyes. "I only wanted to make you want me, the way I want you!"

"Shh, it's okay, precious," he replies. "Everything is alright now. You're properly trained to my needs now, baby. No more need for cockteasing. No more need for anything, other than being the perfect little slut you are."

"Thank you, Daddy!" My brain sinks into that happy place, warm and fuzzy, and suddenly I can think of nothing better than being Daddy's slutty little toy.

I should be horrified that my father would do this to me - hypnotize me and brainwash me into being his fuckdoll - but deep down, I know I deserve this. I've teased him for far too long, and now it's time for Daddy to take what's rightfully his.

My fingers swirl in my drenched cunt, playing with my swollen clit, even as I look up at Daddy with stars in my eyes, waiting for my next direction.

"Here, baby," Daddy says, unzipping himself to let his enormous, thick cock spring free of its confines. Drool immediately lines my mouth. "Suck Daddy all the way down. Open your mouth and prove how good of a cocksucker you are, hm?"

Daddy's bigger than any man I've ever sucked, but I valiantly try to fit his mushroom head in my mouth and suck him down my throat, pushing past my gag reflex in a way I've never done with other guys. Sucking cock has never been much fun for me, but Daddy tastes so good, and the sounds he's making are like music to my ears.

I suckle him down to the root, until he's lodged firmly in my throat, when he grabs my hair into pigtails and starts fucking my face properly, uncaring for the way I choke and whine around him. My brain is still filled with the happy, warm feeling, and I relax into his treatment soon enough, brainwashed fully by the video he showed me.

"Good girl," Daddy moans as I cup his heavy balls and start to bob my head along with his rough face-fucking movements. "Daddy's gonna cum down that slutty throat, babygirl. Drink it down, Daddy's milk is so good for you."

The thought of slurping down Daddy's seed is enough to make fireworks appear behind my eyes, and suddenly my pussy gushes as though I've set a vibrator to it, my whole body tensing as I cum hard.

"Aw, did you cum, baby?" Daddy laughs. "That's good, it means the video is working. You're a slave to me, now, sweetheart - programmed to experience pleasure at the mere thought of accepting hot cum. That's your new role in this house. No more nightclubs, no more running around town acting like the cocktease you are. You're gonna stay home and take Daddy's cock whenever and wherever I want, understand?"

"Thank you, Daddy!" I pull off his delicious cock long enough to rasp, right before he grips my head and shoves me back down.

This is perfection. All I've ever wanted is to be Daddy's slut like this, and now, thanks to that video, my dream is coming true!

Daddy's thrusts down my tight throat become erratic, his moans getting louder, and then suddenly, my mouth is filled with hot, sticky cum, ropes of it shooting right down my throat and spraying my tongue. I moan, on the verge of cumming once more, my cunt aching to be touched, my mind spinning with the thought of cock, cock, cock!

Daddy withdraws his softening cock from my mouth with a pop!, and I stick my tongue out to show him I swallowed all of his delicious seed.

"Let's be sure you swallowed every drop, sweetheart," he says, patting my head tenderly. His other hand comes up to hook my bottom lip and force my mouth open, then fingers slip in to fondle my tongue and gums, swirling around my mouth while I furiously lick at him and suck his fingers as I did his cock.

Soon enough, he's jamming four fingers into my mouth and fucking it like he did with his beautiful dick, giving me something to suck on as I gaze up at him adoringly.

"My perfect, beautiful pet," he coos, bending down to kiss my forehead. "You still feel good, baby?"

He eases his fingers from my mouth and I say, in a croaky voice, "Yes, Daddy, I feel wonderful. How can I be of service to you now?"

I don't know where those words came from, but they feel right, so I don't question it.

Daddy smiles down at me. "Get on the sofa, princess, and show Daddy that needy cunt. I want to see what I'm working with here, how much my baby can take. I don't think anyone's taken the time to train you properly, have they, sweetheart? If they had, you wouldn't have cockteased half the town into panting over you. Still, it seems fair that it should be me to train you into being the perfect slut."

I scramble onto the soft sofa and hold my legs open in a perfect V, to display my dripping, bare slit to Daddy. "Like this, Daddy?"

He grins, and it's wolfish. "Perfect."

Daddy leans forward and pushes two fingers straight into my cunt, making me cry out in equal parts relief and need. He toys with my pussy for what seems like days - finger-fucking me with those thick fingers, then petting my stiffened clit, then stretching open my tiny asshole, then slapping at my soaked slit until I'm begging him to let me cum. I'm so wet, I've never been this drenched before - I don't know if it's a result of the video or of finally becoming Daddy's girl, but either way, I'm not complaining.

He pushes me to the limit, until I'm shaking and crying, pleading with him to help me cum.

"Do you need the video again, baby?" he asks me. "I think it'll calm you down a little."

The thought of those kaleidoscope colors and that deep, beautiful voice makes me nod. "Please, Daddy, thank you!"

He makes me hold his phone screen up to my face as he continues to torment my pussy and ass with pleasure, every touch an electric shock to my system. Drool drips from my mouth as I watch the video again, my mind going deeper and deeper into some kind of comfort zone, until the world drops out and all that's left is the need to pleasure and be pleasured.

When I come to this time, Daddy is finger-fucking both my tiny holes, his fingers hooked up into my G-spot and spearing it so quickly that before I can truly return to reality, I'm squirting all over him and the coffee table, liquid spraying out of me in a perfect arc. 
"Oh! Daddy!" I scream, clutching the cushions as pleasure wracks me in waves, my face a mess of drool and tears. "Thank you, thank you! Please, more, Master, more!"

Master?

Yes, my Daddy is also my Master, I know that, somehow. The video must have told me. It feels so natural to call him those two names, to submit to my Daddy, my new Master.

Without warning, Daddy tears my scrap of a dress in half, until it's hanging off my arms, my perky, juicy tits out, rosy nipples erect and begging him to suck them.

"How can I serve you, Master?" I ask - again, the words out of my mouth before I can think of them.

Daddy blinks at me, then smiles. "Such a perfect slave for me, babygirl. Made just for me, weren't you? This is so much better than watching you bounce around, teasing me to breaking point."

"Yes, Daddy," I giggle.

"Face the back of the sofa, slave. Daddy's going to fuck those holes until I'm fully satisfied that you're properly broken in."

I obey in the blink of an eye, excitement zinging through me, even as reality still blurs around me. I'm so happy, so blissfully ignorant of anything that isn't cock or fucking or cum or pleasure. This is the way it's meant to be, I just know it.

Somehow, my body knows how to present itself to please Daddy best; I arch my back until my tits rest on the sofa cushions, my ass in the air at hip-height to give him good leverage for fucking me.

Deep down, I still can't believe that my Daddy - my father - is about to fuck me. How could this be wrong, when it feels so right, though?

His hands settle on my hips, and then, suddenly, my soaking pussy is being impaled with his enormous, throbbing cock. Inch by inch he sinks home into his daughter, until I'm wailing with ecstasy and thanking him for gifting me his amazing cock.

At this rate, even if Mom came home, I don't think I'd stop. I don't think I could stop.

Daddy pauses long enough to give me time to adjust to the biggest cock I've ever taken, before he pulls out and slams back in.

Then, it's like he's an animal.

Daddy snarls and mounts me fully, foot raised onto the sofa as he pins me down and fucks me brutally, like I've never been fucked before. His rough hands slap at my clit, my tits, my hair, my face, my mouth, while his cock hits places inside me that have me seeing stars.

I take it all, his perfect fuckdoll, his brainwashed little slut. I clench around him, make myself as available as I can for him. I spread my ass cheeks to allow him to sink deeper, until he's pressed against my womb, right where he belongs.

"Get ready, baby," he growls, and for a moment I think he's about to cum, but then he's withdrawing from my cunt - much to my vocal displeasure - and instead easing that monster cock into my tiny asshole!

"Daddy, I've never -!" I squeak, but it feels so incredibly good, my brain whites out and I'm forced to simply accept Daddy's monster cock in my tight ass. All protests die in my throat as the kaleidoscope flashes through my mind, reminding me of my place as Daddy's slave - a fucktoy for my master, a set of holes to be used whenever he needs - and instead of complaining, all I can say is, "Oh, thank you, Master! Yes! Train me to be your anal slave, too!"

Daddy laughs and splits me open wider, not letting me adjust, simply shoving inch after brutal inch of that meat-stick in my virgin hole. It feels so dirty, but also, so right, so good, my eyes roll back as orgasms wash over me, one after the other, in an unending sea of pleasure.

"How can I serve you, Daddy?" I moan, tongue lolling out of my mouth, dripping drool all down my bouncing tits. The words are programmed into me now, triggered by the need to satisfy my daddy however I can.

"Squeeze that ass, babygirl. Gobble Daddy's cock all the way up."

My body reacts before my mind does - in a second, I've clenched hard on Daddy's cock and have bucked my hips down to impale myself fully, pain and pleasure warring inside me as my anal cherry is well and truly popped.

"Good girl," Master purrs, fucking up into me as he did with my cunt, using me like a flesh-light. "Go ahead and scream, little one. Let the neighbors know what Daddy's doing to his daughter. Let them all hear how good you are for me, such a perfect, brainwashed little slut."

I do exactly that, uncaring for how loud I am. "Yes, thank you, Master! Thank you, Daddy! Fuck your slutty daughter, fuck my tiny ass, please! I'm your slut, your fuckdoll, use me however you like! Nobody's cock is as good as Daddy's cock! Oh, fuck, Daddy, I'm gonna cum, I'm gonna--"

A wail breaks loose as cum drips out of me, my clit throbbing against the air, my pussy clenching on nothing. Daddy's hand reaches down to twist my clit to prolong the sudden onslaught of ecstasy, and my cries get even louder.

"Fuck, baby, you're gonna have all the guys in the neighborhood lining up at the door for a go at these holes if you keep hollering like that," Daddy chuckles, and the thought of that makes me cum again.

"Cum in my ass, Daddy, Master, please!" I beg, tears running down my cheeks. "I need your hot seed inside me, inside your little girl!"

"Present those holes for me, slut," Daddy growls. "This is what happens to sweet little cockteases like you, baby. This is all you're good for now."

I giggle and sink onto the sofa cushions and reach back to pull my ass cheeks apart, spreading myself again for Daddy. He withdraws his cock from my ass, earning another whine frustration from me.

"Open those pussy lips, let me see the mess I've made of my new toy," Daddy commands, and my hands do his bidding without delay.

Daddy must like what he sees, because in the next second, a roar rips out of him as he sprays my cunt and ass with ropes of hot, thick seed, flooding onto my holes. His hands are there in a moment, tucking his cum into my gaping asshole, into my ruined pussy, up and down my slit. My fingers join his, rubbing in his seed to mark me fully, the satisfaction of it all bone-deep within me.