Story Excerpt

High School Hypnosis 1, by Jezebel Rose

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Whenever Sarah took a whirlwind of notes in Religion class, I loved watching her. With the way she bit her lip, her gorgeous blonde locks framing those piercing, baby blue eyes, I could barely keep my hands on my desk. Her lips should’ve been in my teeth. I should have been on her mind—not abstinence and the “evils” of homosexuality, the topics of the hour. Fuck Sister Angeline. My innocent little crush on Sarah had lasted eight months. Now, it had become full-blown lust. No matter how straight she was, I was going to make this adorable, chaste little blonde with bright blue eyes lick my pussy until I came. And I wasn’t about to let some snobbish nun try and stop me

I needed to break her and break her now. Truth be told, Sarah had surprised me when she agreed to come over for homework. We hadn’t spoken much; she had her friends, I had mine, and I had never really found a way to cross her path. But when I hovered at her desk as she packed up and offered a study session with her, it never occurred to her that I might have intentions. She agreed immediately with a smile, and I walked her towards her next class while we switched phone numbers and we hammered out the details.

Seeing her show up at my doorstep was a dream come true for me—even more so that my perverted freak of a father was out working late at his job. Though all my friends thought he was handsome, I knew he wanted to fuck any of them that were willing. Hell, with his thing for those cute, tight little girls, I wouldn’t have put it past him to be willing to let me straddle him if I offered to fuck his brains out.

But he was gone for the next two hours, and Sarah was here. Her golden curls framed those piercing, beautiful blue eyes perfectly. That tight white blouse hugged her lithe little body so nicely. That plaid skirt hung above her pale, skinny white legs. And that gorgeous smile just begged to be planted against my lips. Although she was just freshly eighteen years old, her innocence chipped a good two or three years off of her. That, and her features, like the fact that her tits hadn’t developed yet. I actually really liked that about her. Made her seem… nubile, pure, and a lot younger than she really was. And here she was at my doorstep, a lamb for the fucking slaughter.

Once I got Sarah upstairs in my bedroom to drop her things off, I closed the door and quietly locked it, just in case he came home early. There was no way that gross pervert I called a dad was going to walk in on me force-feeding this pretty little angel my sopping wet pussy.

“This is a great room!” Sarah murmured, taking in the pretty paintings on my walls. “So nice and organized. But charming. Really, how do you—“

I didn’t have time for this shit. I muffled her by shoving my lips against hers. God, they tasted so delicious. I could kiss those lips all fucking night.

“Jessie!” Sarah gasped, freeing herself for a second. “What are you doing?”

“Kissing you,” I smiled. “God, I’ve waited so long to do that.”

“What?” Sarah began to tremble. “You… Jessie, are you… gay?”

Part of me wanted to stop before I did this to her. I really did love this girl, and long nights had been spent dreaming about dates, held hands, warm fuzzy memories… but none of that satisfied the hunger inside me. Even now, staring at her shocked look—those piercing eyes, filled with hurt and fear—I longed to take her spirit into my hands, wring out the light from it, then shove it back in and make her an empty vessel.

“Jessie…? You’re… scaring me.”

“Oh. Yeah, I’m gay.”

“But… you’re so cool. How could you be… gay?” Sarah shivered, her eyes tearing up. “I just wanted to be friends with you so much. We never got to talk…”

Really? That got my attention. But it was too late for that now.

I smiled darkly, taking in those tight Catholic schoolgirl clothes. My god, with such tiny boobs, she could’ve passed for younger. Something about that fucked up thought made this all the sweeter. “Want to know why I kissed you?”

The poor thing actually shuddered. “Because you… have a crush… on me?”

“That, and I have to kiss someone for the hypnosis to start.”

“The… what?”

Already, I was wet as ever. “Sarah? Lay backwards on my bed and show me your pink pussy.”

“Jessie! What the… heck are…”

That glowing sparkle in her eyes had started fading away. Her face slackened as she slid her messenger bag to my floor with a thud. I loved watching it happen. It took me kissing someone, but if I started giving them orders in the next few minutes, they were putty in my hands. As I focused my mind and pushed her hard, Sarah stumbled slightly, then climbed backwards onto my bed. In hard, twitching movements—she was fighting it, I could tell—her hand pulled her skirt back, enough to reveal white panties. Her other hand tugged them aside as her ankles slowly forced themselves apart for me.

Perfect. Her mound was bald. Just how I liked them. Now she really did look like she was too young. Something about corrupting her when she looked like she was three grades behind was sickeningly a giant turn-on. “You little slut. You shave?”

Distantly and quietly, Sarah whimpered: “What am I… doing…?”

Checking the door again with a glance, I turned back and smiled sweetly. “Whatever the fuck I want.” Staring at this girl trapped into offering herself up to me, I licked my lips in ravenous anticipation. Her sweet, bare pussy looked amazing.

“God, you’re so pretty.” I smiled, my hand brushing a strand of hair behind her ear.

“Jessie…? Why are you… doing this… to me?”

“Because I’ve wanted to fuck your brains out for nearly a year, and now I’ve got you where I want you. You’re going to do everything I command.” I pulled her panties down her legs, tossing them aside.

Sarah’s eyes were as dull as smoky glass. “I… I don’t understand…”

“Just talk like this when I’m not kissing you: ‘I am a slut, Jessie. I’m your little lesbian slut.'” My eyes sparkled as I licked my lips. “Got it?”

“I… I don’t…” Sarah shook her head. “How are you… doing this… Jessie?” She looked so lost and confused. How could she be so goddamn naive? Her initial yelp of shock had faded into quiet whimpers, but there was no way that she could actually believe she didn’t want this. And if she didn’t want it yet… Well, that was fine too. She would. She had to. If that’s what it took, I would bury every ounce of fight in that gorgeous little head under enough layers of hypnotic programming to choke it to death. I would take away everything in this blonde angel that kept her from worshipping my body.

“Sarah. Every part of you that is fighting this is going to go away now. Your body is taking over. Your body will do everything I tell it to. With a smile.”

A shiver ran across her body, but it faded. Though her eyes widened, a faint grin cracked across Sarah’s face as those beautiful blue eyes looked down at the prize between my legs—the prize between any girl’s legs, really. It was such a rush to know that Sarah didn’t choose this, and that she was still fighting it—because of my power over her. Fuck, it felt good to have power over her. She was so close to perfect. All it would take was my juices on her lips.

I ran my fingers through her mess of blonde hair, then sank into my bedding beside her. “You are my puppet,” I ordered. “Serve me.”

The monotonous voice that came out was barely hers. “How do you… want to be… served?”

“Kiss me. Kiss me like you’re completely in love with me.”

Stiffly at first, Sarah sat up and crawled forward to lean over me. Then, without any hesitation, Sarah forced her soft lips onto mine into a passionate kiss. I wrapped my arms around her and pulled her in deeper, gliding my tongue into her mouth. Her hot, wet tongue met mine. This was Heaven, and here was an angel for me to rape into submission. Then I pulled her on top of me, took her face in my hands, and forced her lips back down on mine again. I had never felt like this before—it was like an electric current running through my whole body. My panties were soaked through. I needed so much fucking more. And I was going to get it.

“Mmm, that’s a good start.” I pushed away from the kiss and ran my hands down her back. “You’re going to take the rest of your clothes off for me.”

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