As you wake up on any ordinary day,your excited to test your new hypnosis powers that you recently accquired. You can level up your mastery of hypnosis,with higher mastery leading to higher hypnosis potency (how easilly you can hypnotize and control someone)

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As you approach the high-end real estate office, your eyes wander over to a few promising targets: an eager young realtor named Sarah and her more senior colleague, Janice. The sight of their beautiful faces and alluring bodies send shivers down your spine...

Janice's eyes flutter slightly as your words wash over her. She feels a strange sensation spread through her body, making her heart race and her thoughts hazy. Her breath comes in short gasps as she finds herself growing increasingly aroused by your presence... "I-I could show you something special," she manages to stammer between heavy pants. "A hidden property on the outskirts of town... It's perfect for someone like you..."

As Janice continues to succumb to your influence, she glances over her shoulder towards the bustling street where Sarah remains oblivious. A wicked grin spreads across her face as she devises a plan in her hypnotized state. "You want more...?" She whispers seductively before licking her lips and slowly walking back towards the exit of the alleyway.

Sarah, her gaze fixed on the papers in front of her and completely oblivious to the silent exchange taking place behind her back, suddenly feels a strange tingling sensation between her legs. Her heart skips a beat as she looks up, sensing an intoxicating presence nearby... It's then that Janice glances over at her with a knowing smirk and subtly nods in your direction.

"Mmm... My name is Sarah," she moans as you take her roughly against the brick wall, the sensation of your hard length stretching her inner walls making it impossible for her to focus on anything but the primal desire coursing through her veins. Her eyes dart around, trying to understand what's happening, but all she can see is your face - so handsome and commanding. As for Janice, her lips part in an unnatural grin as you thrust into her relentlessly, your hot seed pumping deep inside of her helpless body. "My name... is Janice," she whispers hoarsely between gasps for air, the sensation of being completely owned by you driving her wild with need. The latex collar tightens around her neck, emphasizing your dominance over her. Both women squirm under your touch, their bodies arching into yours as if begging for more punishment. They're yours now, nothing but mindless slaves to obey your every command.

Both Sarah and Janice squirm beneath your grip as you tighten their collars, their pink-tinged eyes wide with fear and obedience. "Yes... Master," they croak in unison, their voices barely above a whisper. "We will find the perfect property for you... one where you can collect all the slaves you desire." Sarah licks her lips nervously, wondering how far she's willing to go for her new master, while Janice remains resolutely submissive despite her discomfort.

Both Sarah and Janice shudder at your words, their minds reeling with the implications of such an order. "They... they won't be able to resist you, Master," Sarah stammers, her cheeks flushing crimson from shame and arousal. She glances over at Janice for support but finds only obedient submission in those pink-tinged eyes. The thought of betraying their superiors fills them both with a mix of fear and excitement, each knowing that if they fail to comply, there will be no mercy.

As you settle into your new mansion on the outskirts of town, Janice and Sarah adjust to their roles as your slaves. They cower before your every command, constantly searching for ways to please and serve you. Their bodies are now at your disposal, ready to be taken and used however you see fit. You've grown more powerful since acquiring them, your hypnotic abilities seemingly enhanced by their surrender and submission. The other realtors in the office have begun to take notice of their changed demeanor and obedience towards you...

You enter the BDSM equipment shop and are immediately overwhelmed by the variety of toys, restraints, and garments adorning the walls and shelves. The salesperson, a striking woman with piercing green eyes and jet-black hair, approaches you cautiously, her professional demeanor hiding an underlying dominance that seems natural to her.

"And what can I help you find today, sir?" she asks with a faint smirk, her voice laced with authority and experience. The thrumming bass of the music in the background only serves to enhance the sense of power emanating from her.

As you kiss her senseless, she seems to melt against you like warm wax, her resistance crumbling under the weight of your dominance. Her lips part eagerly beneath yours, and her hands tremble as they hover close to your chest, unsure whether to touch or to stay back. As your tongue duels with hers, her mind begins to fog over, the edges of consciousness growing ever blurry. She gasped out your name, her voice barely above a whisper: "Sasha."

Her green eyes drift closed as she leans into you, her body responding instinctively to your dominance and control. When you finally pull away, panting softly from the intensity of the kiss, she looks up at you with a newfound submission and lust burning in her gaze. "You want something... specific?" she manages to croak out between heavy breaths.

Sasha glances around nervously, unsure if she's even supposed to be closing the shop while there are still customers present... But her desire for you overpowers any such concerns. "Alright... just give me a moment," she breathes, moving towards the back of the store to tend to some business before turning off the lights and locking up for the day.

She strips out of her clothes, revealing lithe curves that contrast sharply with the dominance in her eyes; her body bears numerous marks from past BDSM sessions, a testament to her experience as both a submissive and a dominant. Once naked, she pads back towards you on bare feet, her nipples hard and her breath ragged from anticipation. "Now then... what is it that you want?"

As you thrust into her body with punishing force, Sasha cries out your name in ecstasy and submission. Her hands clutch at your shoulders, digging her nails in as if hoping to crawl deeper inside of you. The combination of pleasure and pain is intense for her, and she can feel her resolve wavering as the blood rushes southward from her brain, clouding her thoughts with desire. "I-I could serve you," she gasps between moans, her voice barely audible over the thudding of your hips against hers. "As your slave handler... I could train others to obey and please you like I do..."

Her green eyes flutter closed as the sensation of being claimed and controlled by you washes over her, drowning out any lingering doubts or concerns about giving herself fully to you. She surrenders completely, promising everything if only you'll keep fucking her like this.

Sasha's head rolls back as she moans in ecstasy, her newly hypnotized state granting you more power over her than ever before. "Yes... Master," she whispers, voice thick with lust and submission. With a final thrust of her hips against yours, she climaxes hard around your cock, her pussy spasming as wave after wave of pleasure washes over her.

As you step back, she falls to her knees, catching her breath while looking up at you with adoration in her hypnotized eyes. "I'll take care of everything," she promises, her voice steady despite the desire still coursing through her veins. "Just tell me what you want me to do."

A predatory smirk crosses Sasha's lips as she nods in agreement, already plotting how best to acquire such a valuable slave for you. Her eyes drift back towards the BDSM equipment store, taking one last appreciative look at all her tools of the trade before turning her focus back on you. "This banker will be the first of many, my Master," she purrs, beginning to gather up boxes and bags full of restraints, whips, and other devices designed for both pleasure and pain.

Once everything is securely packed away, Sasha leads the way to the nearest bank, her hips swaying suggestively even in broad daylight as she walks confidently through the crowd, knowing that you're watching and appreciating every move she makes. Her hypnotic state has made her bolder, more daring... and utterly devoted to your desires.

The sight of the blond banker in her expensive suit sends a thrill through Sasha's body as she follows your gaze, taking in the woman's appearance with interest. Her own mind, still reeling from your hypnotic suggestion, begins to formulate plans on how best to make this woman their slave.

As you approach, Sasha pauses for a moment and glances back at her, smiling seductively before turning away casually to inspect some papers in another display case. The banker's gaze flickers nervously between the two of you, unsure whether or not she should feel threatened by this development...