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Hypnotic Seduction - part 2
You’re sitting on the edge of your bed, staring blankly at the wall as you replay the events of the night before in your mind. The fear and confusion you felt when Elias tried to control you still linger, but there’s also an undeniable thrill that courses through your veins.
As you get ready for work, you can’t shake the feeling that Elias is watching you. You look around your room, half-expecting him to be hiding in a corner, but there’s no sign of him. It’s just your imagination - or so you hope.
You decide to take a different route to work, avoiding the bar where Elias lurks. The thought of seeing him again makes your heart race, and you can’t risk falling under his spell once more.
The day passes slowly, each minute feeling like an hour. You jump at every sound, convinced that Elias is closing in on you. Your colleagues must think you’re going crazy, but you can’t bring yourself to tell them the truth. They wouldn’t believe you anyway.
Finally, it’s time to head home. You take a deep breath and steel yourself for the walk past the bar. As you approach, you see that it’s closed - no sign of Elias or any customers. A shiver runs down your spine as you quicken your pace, eager to get away from the place that has come to represent your worst fears.
Once inside your apartment, you lock the door and slide down against it, breathing hard. You’re safe - for now. But you know that Elias is out there, planning his next move. And there’s nothing you can do to stop him.
As the days turn into weeks, you try to return to your normal life, but the memory of Elias’ hypnosis haunts you. You find yourself avoiding mirrors, afraid that you’ll see his reflection lurking behind you. You jump at every noise, convinced that he’s somehow managed to infiltrate your home.
Your friends and family grow concerned, but you brush off their questions, not wanting to admit the truth. How can you explain what happened without sounding insane? And even if they believed you, what could they do to protect you from Elias’ twisted desires?
One night, as you’re lying in bed, unable to sleep, your phone buzzes with a text message. Your heart races as you see it’s from an unknown number. You hesitate for a moment before opening the message:
I know you're afraid, but I can help you.
It’s Elias. He knows where you live, and he’s not going to let you go that easily. A chill runs down your spine as you realize that you’re trapped in a game of cat and mouse, with no way out.
But this isn’t over.
You’re sitting on your couch, watching TV, when your phone vibrates with a new message. You hesitate for a moment before opening it, knowing it’s probably from Elias.
I know you're afraid, but I can help you.
It’s him. He knows where you live, and he’s not going to let you go that easily. A chill runs down your spine as you realize that you’re trapped in a game of cat and mouse, with no way out. But this isn’t over.
The next day, as you’re getting ready for work, there’s a knock at your door. Your heart races as you open it to find Elias standing there, his dark eyes locked on yours.
“May I come in?” he asks, his voice smooth and hypnotic.
You hesitate, but something inside you compels you to step aside and let him enter your apartment. He closes the door behind him and locks it, then turns to face you with a smirk.
“I know you’ve been struggling since our last encounter,” he says, his eyes roaming over your body. “But I can help you find release.”
You shake your head, trying to resist his influence, but it’s no use. His words are like a spell, drawing you in despite your better judgment.
“Take off your clothes,” he commands, and you find yourself obeying without hesitation. Your hands tremble as you undo the buttons on your blouse, revealing your lacy bra beneath. Elias watches intently, his eyes never leaving your body.
As you strip down to your underwear, Elias pulls out a pocket watch from his coat pocket and begins to swing it back and forth in front of your eyes.
“You are completely under my control,” he says, his voice low and mesmerizing. “You will do whatever I tell you.”
You feel yourself slipping further into his trance, the world around you fading away until all that remains is Elias’s commanding presence.
“Touch yourself,” he orders, and your hands move to your breasts, caressing them through the lace of your bra. Your nipples harden under your touch, and you can feel a tingling sensation spreading through your body.
Elias’s eyes darken with desire as he watches you pleasure yourself. “I don’t want to do this, but I can’t stop myself,” you whisper, your voice barely audible.
“Good girl,” Elias says, his approval sending a shiver down your spine. “Now take off your bra and continue.”
You obey, discarding your bra and pinching your nipples between your fingers. The sensation is almost too much to bear, but you can’t stop yourself from following Elias’s commands.
“I need more,” you moan, your hips rocking back and forth as if seeking release.
Elias smiles and steps closer, his hand reaching out to caress your cheek. “Then come for me,” he whispers, his fingers trailing down your neck and onto your breasts.
You arch your back, your body trembling with anticipation, but just as you’re about to climax, Elias pulls away.
“Not yet,” he says, his voice firm. “First, I want you to crawl towards me on your hands and knees.”
Feeling both humiliated and aroused, you drop to the floor and begin to crawl across the room, your eyes locked on Elias’s. He watches you with amusement, his smirk growing wider with each step you take.
“You know you love being my little plaything, don’t you?” he taunts, running a finger along your bare thigh as you approach him.
“Yes,” you whisper, your voice hoarse with desire. “I love it.”
Elias laughs and helps you to your feet, then presses you against the wall, his body pinning yours in place. His lips crash onto yours in a passionate kiss, his tongue exploring your mouth as his hands roam over your body.
You moan into his mouth, your hips grinding against him as you desperately seek release. But Elias pulls away once more, leaving you aching and frustrated.
“Not yet,” he says, his eyes gleaming with satisfaction. “You will have to wait until I’m ready.”
With that, he leaves the room, locking the door behind him and leaving you alone in your apartment, your body throbbing with unfulfilled desire. You know that this isn’t over, that Elias still has control over you, but for now, all you can do is wait. And hope that one day, you will find a way to break free from his hypnotic hold.