[Hypnosis: A Gift from Heaven]

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A very pretty part-time worker started working at the 7-Eleven at the alley entrance. She was petite, but always full of energy, with a bright smile on her face, especially when she called out "Welcome!" She would always flash two rows of white teeth, including a prominent little canine tooth, and two deep dimples on her cheeks, making her incredibly cute.
Since she arrived, I'd come to that 7-Eleven every day, just to see her smile. Actually, I really wanted to talk to her, but I never mustered the courage. I always thought to myself, "Tomorrow, next week, she probably won't suddenly quit."
I never imagined our relationship would suddenly undergo such an unbelievable change.
It was about two months after she arrived that I went there to make a payment. When I handed her the transfer slip, she stared at it, and for some reason, she just stared blankly.
"Miss?" I called out to her.
"Ah, I'm sorry." She suddenly snapped out of her daze and continued processing my order. After putting the money into the register, she handed me the receipt and slip.
"Is that all?" I asked, wanting to confirm, since I wasn't familiar with the place.
"Yes, ma'am," she said with a smile.
I looked at her in surprise, as did the other female clerk next to her, but she just stared at me with wide eyes, seemingly unaware of what she had just said. Could it be a habit from her personal life that slipped out unintentionally? Looking at her innocent appearance, I couldn't imagine what the reason was.
"Thank you," I nodded and quickly left the convenience store.
I thought that was the end of it, but as I started my motorcycle to leave, she suddenly ran out of the store.
"Ma'am, please don't leave!" She hugged my waist from behind.
I was surprised and didn't know how to react. What was she doing? Was she playing a prank on me? Or was she playing a game of truth or dare?
"I'm so sad, Master, please don't go." She kept saying.
Although I didn't know what was going on, her two soft breasts pressed tightly against my back, feeling very comfortable.
"Zhenyu, what's wrong?" Another female shop assistant also chased after me from inside the store.
"Master, wait for me, please don't leave.
" "Okay." I agreed.
She let go of my hand and walked towards her colleague. I couldn't hear what she said. Her colleague seemed very disapproving, and then finally walked back into the store. The girl slowly walked towards me again.
I looked at her, and just as I was about to ask her what was going on, she spoke first.
"Master, what did you do to me?"
No way? Shouldn't that be what I should be asking? You were the one who inexplicably ran over and hugged me, and kept calling me Master. What did I do to you?
Her eyes were filled with tears, and she looked very pitiful. It didn't seem like she was acting at all.
"What did I do to you?" I retorted, "Why are you acting like this?" "I don't know, Master." Although hearing her call me that gave me a strange sense of superiority, it was still incredibly odd. "I'm not your master, don't call me master anymore." "Yes…" she said, but her expression suddenly twisted in pain. She clutched her head, knelt at my feet, and groaned in agony, "Ah…ah…!!" "What's wrong? Are you alright?" I knelt down, asking anxiously.
"Please…" she gasped, her words broken, "Don't…don't do this to me…" Me? What did I mean? Was it my fault that she was like this? I recalled that just moments before she became like this, all I had done was tell her not to call me master. Was that why?
"I take back what I said. You can call me master now."
As soon as I finished speaking, her expression relaxed, and I felt a sense of relief. But then I noticed her gaze was even more unfriendly towards me.
"Master, what did you do to me? How did I become like this?" Good heavens, why is she asking me this again? Heaven knows what happened!
I didn't know how to answer, so I stood up and said to her, "Stand up first." She had been kneeling weakly on the ground, and I wanted to help her up, but she suddenly stood up abruptly, looking a little unnatural.
I took a breath to calm myself down. "Listen carefully, I didn't do anything to you. I just got off work and stopped here to pay my bill, and then I saw you like this. If you really don't know how you ended up like this, please believe me, I feel just as confused as you do." "Yes, I believe you, Master." Strangely, I felt the suspicion and blame in her eyes vanish in that instant.
"I also want to understand what happened. Tell me what happened to you just now." “I don’t know,” she said. “I was standing behind the counter, just like usual, but when you left the store, I suddenly felt an indescribable pain. Then I suddenly realized that the pain was because you left me. Because you are my master, I have to stay by your side and obey all your commands.” I was completely baffled by her words. If what she said was true, it was no wonder she kept thinking I had done something to her. It sounded like I had hypnotized her or used some kind of brainwashing device, but I clearly hadn’t done that.
She kept looking at me, her head slightly lowered, like a pitiful kitten.
“What are your plans?” I asked her.
“As you command, Master.”
“What if I let you continue working here while I go home?” She seemed to want to say something, but couldn’t, a terrifying expression on her face. I remembered how she had knelt on the ground in pain earlier, and quickly said to her, “Okay, I understand, I won’t do that.” “Thank you, Master.” She seemed relieved.
"But I should go home now."
She gasped for breath, looking very nervous, and then stammered, "Master... can I... stay at your house?" I've never been offered anything by a woman in my entire life, and I never expected that the first time a girl asked to stay at my house would be like this. What should I do? Should I really take her home? Although she looked so pitiful, it's possible she was acting, right? There are indeed many acting geniuses in this world; maybe it's some kind of honey trap set by a fraud ring. I'm still a little scared.
"Will you obey any of my orders?" I decided to test her.
"Yes, Master."
"Follow me." After I finished speaking, I turned and left.
"Why? Doesn't Master ride a bicycle?" I heard her ask behind me. I didn't answer her, and she didn't ask again, just quietly followed me along the arcade to a dark alley.
"Give me all the money you have." I suddenly turned around and said to her.
"Master?" She looked at me with surprise and doubt, but without hesitation, she took out her wallet and gave me five or six hundred yuan.
"Fine, take the money back." This didn't seem to prove anything, so I decided to go further. "Take off your clothes." "Master? Why?" This time, her expression was a mixture of surprise and fear. I could tell from her face that she didn't want to do this, but her hands still deftly unbuttoned the green 7-Eleven uniform.
After taking off the uniform, she immediately pulled up her t-shirt. Originally, I just wanted to test it out, but now my eyes were completely drawn to her fair skin. She reached behind her back to unbutton her pink bra, and that's when I saw a drop of water fall on her bra. I realized her face was covered in tears.
I suddenly felt guilty. How could I be so petty, actually thinking of some kind of honey trap? What could I, an ordinary office worker, possibly have that's easy to fool? Besides, she'd been working here for two months. Did she just come here to hook a malnourished fish like me? After what happened, she must have felt a hundred times more uneasy than I did. How could I have doubted her like that? It was not only foolish, but also despicable!
"Enough! Stop it now!" I shouted, stopping her before her bra fell off. "I'm sorry, please put your clothes back on quickly." I suppressed my desire, turned my back to her, and waited for her to put her clothes back on.
"Let's go to my place first and think things through, see if we can figure out what happened," I took a deep breath. "Call me when you're dressed." "Okay, Master, thank you." I turned back to look at her. Her eyes were still glistening with tears, but she gave me a bright smile. My manhood was still throbbing restlessly, as if protesting my feigned gentlemanly behavior. But seeing her sweet smile, I suddenly felt that it was all worth it.
I took her home on my bike. Since I live alone and am usually too lazy to tidy up, it's inevitably a bit messy. After bringing her in, I quickly went inside to tidy up a bit. She stood quietly the whole time, not even glancing around the house.
After tidying up, I poured two drinks and asked her to sit on the sofa in the living room.
'You really have absolutely no idea why you became like this?' 'Yes, Master.' 'No idea at all?' '
Yes, Master.'
Hearing her call me 'Master' like that still felt a bit awkward. My instinct was to tell her to stop calling me 'Master,' but remembering her earlier pained expression, I quickly stopped myself.
'Tell me about it. What have you been doing these past few days? Has anything strange happened? Have you encountered any suspicious people?' 'No, Master,' she said, 'I study at university during the day and work at a convenience store at night. Nothing unusual has happened, except for today…' Honestly, not a single clue. I suddenly realized she was still wearing her convenience store uniform.
'Are you okay with abandoning your job?' “
I don’t know, Master, but I have no other choice.” “Where are your parents?” A young girl like her suddenly not coming home at night must worry her parents, especially since she seems so well-behaved.
“I don’t have a father. My mother passed away a few years ago. I live alone now.” “I’m sorry…” I said, surprised by her independence. But this conversation didn’t help clarify the situation at all. I couldn’t think of anything else to ask, and suddenly we fell silent.
“Don’t you want to ask me anything?”
“I dare not ask, Master.” “
What? Thinking back on my life, I’m the youngest in my family, a follower in school, and when I joined the army, I was assigned to a unit without junior students. I’ve never had the opportunity to give orders to anyone. How could a girl suddenly appear who is so respectful to me? The contrast is too great. God, are you playing a joke on me?
” “Ask whatever you want to know,” I said to her.
She looked at me thoughtfully for a moment, “What does Master do?” “
I work at a trading company, a job I just got, just a junior employee.” “Does Master know me?” I hesitated for a moment before speaking, holding back a little about the actual situation. “I often go to that 7-Eleven, and I’ve seen you many times.” “I know, I see Master often too, Master comes almost every day, right?” “You’ve noticed I go every day?” I smiled, and she smiled back, but then I thought about the current situation. “But you only suddenly realized today… that I’m your master?” “Yes, Master.” This was completely incomprehensible. Our conversation ended there again, still without any progress. I remembered I had a meeting at the company tomorrow, and I had some documents to handle that evening. Even with this situation, life had to go on.
“Excuse me, I have some very important work to do. Can you manage alone?” “Yes, Master.” “Why don’t you watch some TV?” I said to her, watching her walk to the chair in front of the TV and sit down. I then went to the study.
After I took the documents out of my briefcase, I was puzzled as to why it was still so quiet outside. I had clearly told her to watch TV, and the study wasn't soundproof, so I couldn't hear anything.
I went to the living room to see what she was doing and found her sitting upright in a chair, her eyes fixed on the unlit television.
"Jin-woo, what are you doing?!"
"Watching TV, Master," she said, her gaze still fixed on the screen.
I knelt down beside her and said, "Alright, stop watching." She then turned her gaze to me. "Listen," I took a deep breath before continuing, "I'm not giving you any orders right now. You can do whatever you want, okay?" "Yes, Master." I stood up, and she quickly stood up with me. "I need to get some work done..." I wanted to tell her to sit down, but fearing she would remain seated, I didn't continue and went back to the study.
I stared at the documents on the table, realizing how naive I'd been. How could I possibly handle work after something like this? The girl I'd been longing for was in the living room, and she'd obey me no matter what I said. What was I doing sitting here? Go and have my way with her!
No, no, no! I couldn't take advantage of her like that. I remembered her tears when she undressed. No matter how submissive she seemed, I knew she was being forced. Whatever was influencing her, if I did it now, how would that be different from raping someone?
I had to calm down. If I helped her through this, she'd be grateful, and maybe then we could have a "normal" relationship.
I unzipped my pants, letting my long-awaited penis breathe. Maybe a quick masturbation would calm my mind? I gripped my penis and started stroking it, but just as I was getting aroused, I thought I heard her moan. Startled, I quickly shoved it back into my pants and ran to the living room to check.
This time, she surprised me even more than when she was watching TV. I saw her pants bunched up to her knees, her plump, fair thighs trembling uncontrollably. Her hand was inside her pink panties, moving in and out. I realized then that the sounds I had heard earlier weren't cries of pain, but rather her moans of pleasure.
Even after I came out, she didn't stop. Instead, she looked at me with a seductive gaze, completely different from the woman I knew. Beneath that innocent smile, was she really this kind of woman?
She slid off the chair, crawled towards me, knelt on the floor, and wrapped her arms around my waist. "Master, please, give it to me quickly, I can't take it anymore." "What do you want?" I wasn't asking knowingly; it was just an instinctive response in this sudden situation.
'I want Master's... cock.'
Oh God, who could resist such temptation? I nodded, and she immediately unbuckled my belt, pulled down my zipper, and took off my pants. Then she put my penis in her mouth and licked it with great satisfaction.
I hadn't showered all day, and I didn't know how she could stand the smell. This thought only excited me more!
After enjoying it for a while, I pulled her up and pushed her onto the sofa, kissing her face and neck incessantly, roughly tearing off her top and kneading her breasts.
Every day when I went to 7-Eleven, I had fantasized about sleeping with her, but I never imagined that what I would be tearing off was that green uniform. I kissed her frantically, and after taking off her t-shirt and bra, I kissed along her shoulder blades to her breasts, gently biting her pink nipple.
"Mmm...ah..." She moaned loudly, responding perfectly to my every move. Although this wasn't my first time, I'd never seen a woman so ecstatic, except in porn.
I pulled down her panties and teased her labia with my fingers. Her genitals were already overflowing with vaginal fluid. I placed my wet fingers on her lips, and she immediately sucked on them greedily, savoring their taste.
I spread her thighs, preparing to insert my hard penis into her. Normally, I would double-check a girl's consent at this point, but this time, I knew it was unnecessary. Without hesitation, I thrust my penis deep inside.
My God, a surge of pleasure rushed through my spine. I'd never touched such a tight vagina before, and I could vaguely feel the protruding tissue inside her vagina! She was a virgin!? Driven by lust, I didn't think much more and broke through that membrane in one go.
"Ah!!!" She screamed shrilly—no, I don't know if that's the right word—her brows were furrowed, a look of pain mixed with pleasure.
I continued thrusting violently, and after what seemed like an eternity, I reached my limit. Without thinking, I ejaculated a torrent of thick semen into her body. At the same moment, she arched her back, trembling, seemingly reaching an extreme climax as well. Even after I left her, her body continued to twitch intermittently.
I lay down beside her, touching her face and gently stroking the strands of hair that clung to her skin with sweat.
"Thank you, Master," she said, looking satisfied but utterly exhausted.
"Rest well, take a nap," I said. She immediately closed her eyes and fell into a deep sleep.
I then realized she was still completely obedient, but at this point, I didn't want to wake her. I wiped her body, dressed her, and carried her to the bed in the bedroom. When I returned to the living room, I noticed that besides the large amount of bodily fluid, there were also traces of blood on the sofa.
I couldn't think about any more work. I'd just pretend to be seriously ill and take a day off tomorrow. I took a quick shower and fell asleep next to her.
When I woke up the next day, she was still fast asleep.
"Jinyu, wake up,"
I said softly, but she immediately opened her eyes. "Good morning, Master," she said with a smile, but perhaps thinking about yesterday, she blushed.
"Was this your first time?"
"Yes, Master."
If she were a promiscuous woman, it would be easier to understand, but last night was her first time, which made this strange thing increasingly inexplicable.
She looked at me, hesitant to speak.
"Ask whatever you want."
"Doesn't Master have to go to work?" she asked, glancing at the time.
"No, I'm taking the day off now. You can't leave me, and I can't take you to the company," she said after thinking for a moment. "At Master's house, it seems like it doesn't matter." "What?" "As long as I'm at Master's house, I won't feel bad even if Master isn't there." What?! Who made this rule?
"Never mind, I told the company I wasn't feeling well, so I can't suddenly show up now." She looked hesitant again.
"From now on, you can tell me anything you want to say, okay?" "Thank you, Master," she seemed to hesitate for a moment, "Could you come home with me? I want to change my clothes... and pack some things." "Yeah, I didn't even think of something this important. I can't let her wear her 7-Eleven uniform every day, can I?" Of course, I'll go with you after breakfast. "Thank you, Master." She smiled brightly at me.
I was a little puzzled as to how she could act so naturally. After something like this happened, she should still suspect me, right? No, now that I think about it, it seems that ever since I told her "Please believe me" at the convenience store, she hasn't suspected me anymore.
Just how... how much can I control her?
Later, I accompanied her home. After packing some simple luggage, she moved into my house. Just as she said, she was fine as long as I stayed home while I was at work, but as soon as I left the house, she would experience extreme pain if she was more than ten steps away from me.
Every night at ten o'clock, she would become aroused, and of course, I would happily satisfy her needs. Even when I was exhausted and didn't want to do it anymore, she could quickly be satisfied if I commanded her to orgasm. But without me, she couldn't feel satisfied no matter how much she masturbated.
How did these strange rules come about? I've been trying to find the answer by researching, but she seems to be becoming more and more indifferent, willingly becoming my slave.
What will happen? What is the mystery?
Sorry, do you want to know? But I don't know. I've been living with her like this for almost a year, and her behavior has always been the same. I still don't understand how this can happen.
There's something worth mentioning here. I anonymously posted my story online, hoping someone would offer an answer. Most people thought I was crazy, but a foreign netizen offered what I considered a very constructive suggestion.
The day Zhenyu called me "master" wasn't the first time she saw me. What was different? That day I gave her the transfer slip; that was the first time she saw my name. Yes, she seemed to have become like this from that moment.
Perhaps something made her believe her master had this name. What exactly that reason was is too difficult to verify, but could this situation be changed? Maybe if I changed my name, she wouldn't have to call me "master" anymore.
I told Zhenyu this idea, that I wanted to go to the household registration office to apply for a name change. She didn't speak, but her eyes started to well up with tears.
'Zhenyu, what's wrong?'
'Doesn't master like me?'
'How could that be? I like you.'
"I love you, Master," she cried, clinging to me. "Please don't do that. I can't imagine life without you. I'm so scared. I don't know what will happen." She sobbed against my chest, her tears soaking my clothes. I never again suggested setting her free. In truth, I loved her dearly. I had been watching her even before I became her master. Seeing her trembling in my arms, I held her tightly, wanting to cherish her like this forever.
Perhaps tomorrow, I will buy a ring and ask her if she will marry me.
Although I know she has no choice.

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