Hypno-Sis Ch. 01-05 [M/F][Incest][Mind Control][Big Cock][Corruption][Harem]

Disclaimer: This story contains depictions of unrealistic and unattainable body standards. It is not my intention to offend or shame anyone for their body. This is merely a work of fiction. If you struggle with a positive self image, you may not find this story to your liking.

The story, all names, characters, and incidents portrayed in this product are fictitious. No identification with actual persons (living or deceased), places, buildings, and products is intended or should be inferred. Any resemblance to reality is purely coincidence. All characters are at least 18 years of age despite description, demeanor, or appearance.

Written By: RebHillBabe

**Chapter 1: A Real Chance?**

Thomas rolled on his bed, kept awake against his will by the moans and thumping of his sister next door. His parents were out of the house for the weekend, which meant Maya, his bimbo slut of a sister, was enjoying her freedom with her boyfriend. Apparently her sense of caution ended at her parents, as this was far from the first time she had ever kept him up at night. His parents were business partners, which meant their absence was fairly frequent, as were his sister’s antics.

College Boys and Designer Drugs [MM]

So I’ve recently had a weekend of indulging my 2 favorite vices, designer drugs and college boys. I recently got a package of synthetic stimulants in the mail, 3-mmc if you’re curious and decided to have myself a nice little Saturday.

I started my morning by snorting a big fat line of this stuff and then hopping on grindr. It only took me a few minutes to find what I was looking for, 21 years old and looking to suck some cock. Perfect. I headed over and prepared for an afternoon of drug abuse and anonymous sex. Upon walking in I could see all the trappings of a college party boy, alcohol bottles strewn around, and just general mess every where in the apartment.

The guy himself looked Latin, dark hair, and a very young looking face. I was falling all over myself to get my cock into his mouth. I sat down on his bed and pulled out my phone, we had already discussed that I would be filming the encounter. I hit the record button as he was unzipping my pants, and I confirmed with him if swallowing was allowed.

All Consuming Love [M/F][Caution]

Sonya had an amazing, kind, and funny boyfriend in Joey. He also knew how lucky he was to have such a beautiful and intelligent partner. They had been together for three years and living in the same apartment for one. During all that time, they had made all of their friends jealous with how perfect their relationship seemed to be.

And Sonya really would have described their relationship as perfect… until half a year ago. It was a lazy Saturday morning and both of them were sleeping in. Sonya was having a dream where a butterfly flew around her and landed on her outstretched hand. An uncomfortable pinch followed. She examined the butterfly and slowly realized she was dreaming as the facts weren’t adding up. She started to wake up to look at her hand, which laid on the pillow next to her head.

Sonya turned and saw her boyfriend biting the meat of her palm. At that moment, the pinch became pain. She screamed, more out of surprise, but Joey jerked backwards in response, his teeth ripping up her flesh as they fled. Sonya shot up and stared at her bleeding hand in shock.

EST: Law & Punishment 68 Virgo Drop Dream Master (FF MF MFF MFM BDSM Anal Bondage Sexual Violnence)

These cases are the real reason why the Internal Sex Bureau Gangland has been formed. Any case, name, event is purely fiction. Butt the search for the truth will continue! With ISB Gangland insurgents inserted into every facet of organized and gang type activities.
This is their case, their story…

Busting through a door of the old canning plant. My eyes focused on that Virgo member. The smell of tuna filled my nostrils as my legs carried me through the plant. Dodging some items that have been here ever since the Sea Pussy closed its doors thirty years ago. Hugging the aluminum wall taking the chance on looking up just to be sure the thug was still there.
All this pumping. My legs screaming at me as the floor was at a incline. Getting so close to tackling this gang member! Putting out the extra speed in the final seconds of this foot race was what my legs where for as the catwalk ended. I was right there matching step for step as I closed in. Already giving all the warnings to stop. Already told that this was just for questioning butt yet this fleet footed thug decided to try my patience. Seeing the end of this straightaway cuming to a end. There was only two points of egress and the Virgo member was not going to make either one of them.
The impact as two body’s collided against the wall. Me against her. As everything that I had said in the past became just a waste of my breath.

My friend 30 [M] asked me 21 [M] to join him and his gf 19 [F] in a threesome.

Names arent real and sorry for my english*

When I moved to USA back when I was 17 I started working in a restaurant, and soon made friends with everybody there, but specially Rick.

Rick was a cool guy. He played bass because of that we became close friends fast as I played guitar. We was the one show me the city (NYC) and the best places. He would through a lot of parties in his apartment. And because he was the bartender of the restaurant his parties always had a lot of people.

When I turn 18 our relationship became stronger. We started to take girl to the same room. And fuck them by each other’s side performing all tons of scenes we watched in porn. We would share the girls, sometimes fuck the same girls. We even met a girl who asked for DP. Damn, those were crazy years.

The years passed and when I turned 20 he met a girl and started to date her. Lets call her Ingrid. She was open minded, there was no tabu for sex to her. She was also kinky. But, the relationship seemed pretty serious. Soon, our fun ended, we played less together (she also plays guitar). Less and less he would become distanced.

[MF] My GF [F18] and I [M18] Fucked on the 50-Yard Line of Our High School Football Field on a Dare. [exhibitionism] [long]

This happened while my wife and I were still dating and in our senior year of high school. Please forgive me for any minor details / dialog that I’ve forgotten or had to change for privacy. Skip to the ************ page break for the sexy part

I had been dating Alexandra for a couple of months, and things had been going great. I was a lucky bastard as she was a funny, sharp, and smoking hot 5’4”, 115 lb redhead. Things were hot and heavy as always at home, but we had learned to control our impulses a little bit while we were at school. The close call in the broadcasting studio from a previous story made us rethink diddling each other’s naughty bits while at school. I can’t truthfully say we didn’t do it at all anymore, we were just much more discreet about it.

The one thing that incident did bring to light for both of us, is that we were into exhibitionism. During our younger years in college, we had lots and lots of sexual experiences in public and semi-public places. Fucking in public was so fucking hot that it became our go-to kink early on. We have since stopped the public stuff since camera phones became a common thing… and we have zero interest in being caught by some rando on their phone. The Internet is forever, friends.

College Boys and Designer Drugs

So I’ve recently had a weekend of indulging my 2 favorite vices, designer drugs and college boys. I recently got a package of synthetic stimulants in the mail, 3-mmc if you’re curious and decided to have myself a nice little Saturday.

I started my morning by snorting a big fat line of this stuff and then hopping on grindr. It only took me a few minutes to find what I was looking for, 21 years old and looking to suck some cock. Perfect. I headed over and prepared for an afternoon of drug abuse and anonymous sex. Upon walking in I could see all the trappings of a college party boy, alcohol bottles strewn around, and just general mess every where in the apartment.

The guy himself looked Latin, dark hair, and a very young looking face. I was falling all over myself to get my cock into his mouth. I sat down on his bed and pulled out my phone, we had already discussed that I would be filming the encounter. I hit the record button as he was unzipping my pants, and I confirmed with him if swallowing was allowed.

[MF] Never dance with the devil.. (part I)

NOTES: includes gang violence, drugs, alcohol, possible blood, and NonCon. But this is a very realistic RP, so no tentical, weird anime shit, nothing. NOT for the faint of heart, it is based off events that are probably happening right now (at least the first half).

His name was Baby Esterly. Yes, you heard that correctly, B-A-B-Y. His friends and others made up some random name because he was always being made fun or for it, it was Tommy. But his mother always stuck to his government name, Baby. His father left when he was little, it was common when your born on the south side of Chicago. He was raised by his mother, he had nothing but respect for her. She had a bit of a drug froblem though. She was always doing lines, or had a pipe in her hand but a hard working individual, putting food on the table. Eventually she wiped the table and put the pipe down, but for every year she was sober her sons heart got darker. She lost all her jobs by the time her son was 15. (PS. This is not leading to incest) he had a 4.6 GPA, he wanted to go to the United States Military Academy and to become a Army Officer under Special operations. His mother always said that he’s gonna go to Harvard, or Yale and take the hardest classes and be something great, but now he was the man of the house, he had to put food on the table.

Dr. Deepika Part 4.2 – Deepika Gets a Helping Hand from the Hospital Staff [nonconsent][drugs][bondage]

[Ealier parts of Deepika’s story can be found here: https://reddit.com/r/u_Numorloc/comments/q7na2j/longer_multipart_storymegathread_dr_deepikas/ ]

[Deepika Exposed](https://i.imgur.com/LDU5DlY.jpg)

The fog of ketamine rapidly lifting, Deepika sneers thinking of the fucking audacity of Derek’s assault as she stomps away from the ER. Seething, she’d love nothing more than to take care of it. To report him and get him fired. To cut off his balls before shoving them down his throat. If she were to kill him, could she use the hospital incinerator to dispose of the body… or is there a better option?

“Stop it” Deepika thinks to herself. Slowing her pace and forcing herself to take a deep breath. Between the asshole fucking with her life, the rapes and blackmail, and the drugs and changes that have been made to her body, dealing with Derek is just like… 12th on her list of things to deal with. And almost the entire day wasted getting nowhere. First to get her blood test started so she knows exactly what’s been done to her. Then determine what’s on the fucking USB that’s so important. Maybe there will be a clue there. The last deadline she’d been given will be expiring tonight, and if she’s not going to complete the task, she might as well use it to try and get a step ahead.

Foreign Exchange – Part 9 (f/f, m/f)

Allison – 41
“Where the hell is he, Allison?”

It’s Michelle this time. I’m getting stuck of hearing that question so I snap back with a little more anger than I intend, “Fuck if I know. He’s not a dog that comes running whenever I whistle.” I should never have agreed to this.

It’s after 8:00 when we hear him pull into the driveway. That exhaust noise is unmistakably him. Alex swaggers in a couple minutes later and drops his bag of gear on the floor before heading straight down to the basement, ignoring us in the living room.

I march down there and find him digging around in the cooler looking for a beer. “You guys drank my beers too?” he asks when he only finds white claws and lemonades.

I don’t have an answer so I go in the offensive. “We’ve been waiting for over an hour for you to get here.”

“What’re you talking about? I told you I was going climbing.”

“The gym closed almost three hours ago. Where have you been? I called six times.”