Hypnotizing Senior Sister Jiarong

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----------------------- Chapter 1 --------------------------
Ever since I entered university, Senior Jia Rong has always been my goddess. In fact, she's a beauty of the department's most popular type, the object of every junior's fantasy.
She has a dignified and beautiful face, bright eyes, long, straight, smooth hair, fair skin, a height of nearly 1.7 meters, a slender and exquisite figure, and an enviable C-cup bust. Her personality is gentle and kind, low-key and easily shy. Besides often carrying books, she has also practiced piano and flute to the point where she could give solo recitals. My impression of her is that of a well-behaved girl who exudes the special temperament of a musician. Many people have mustered up the courage to pursue her, but Senior Jia Rong is conservative. After her first relationship ended in heartbreak, she hasn't accepted anyone else.
Now my chance has come. I'm taking a multimedia course, and she's my teaching assistant. We have to demo assignments every two weeks, and sometimes she even covers for the professor. I've tried to pay attention in class and perform well, but to her, I'm still just one of many juniors. I'm just an ordinary person with no particular hobbies. I usually just browse erotic literature online in my free time, so it's obvious I don't have the qualifications to match her. Somehow, I started thinking about mind control. This idea terrified me, but deep down, I felt a perverse excitement. I couldn't help but imagine her kneeling and calling me "master," and my wicked thoughts grew stronger.
But here's the problem: how do you hypnotize someone? I have absolutely no idea, and I don't even believe it's real. I think hypnosis shows are all staged, and hypnosis articles are all fabricated by enthusiasts. I really believe that. However, I still spent the whole night searching for hypnosis websites, and almost none of them were legitimate. Some contained hidden malware, some sold pirated DVDs, and some were membership-based porn sites. Spending the whole night looking at this pointless stuff was really discouraging and made me want to give up. But just when I was about to give up, I found a decent-looking hypnotist forum.
According to the website's guide, the administrator was a professional hypnotist, and the forum was full of people with hypnotic abilities exchanging hypnosis experiences. I searched for half an hour, and it seemed that hypnosis had a complete theory, but it was too profound for me to understand. Finally, I decided to post a question myself. Asking such a question on a website was too embarrassing, and I didn't expect anyone to respond. It was a pipe dream for someone who knew nothing about hypnosis to try to control a girl they didn't know well. However, when I woke up in the morning, there were more than a dozen replies. Although everyone was replying earnestly and enthusiastically, only three of them were written in plain language that I, being rather slow-witted, could understand.
[Flying Mammoth] said:
> If your skills aren't very deep, it's best to use something to relax the target, such as alcohol, aromatherapy oils, soft music, etc.
> Or you could get a sedative or ether, but it won't work if she's completely unconscious. A light dose to leave her in a semi-conscious state is best.

> [Deep Sleep] said:
> A girl's natural weakness is her sex appeal. When you gently hold her, she'll feel warmth and trust. When you
gently caress her, she'll naturally relax and become compliant. If you can bring her to orgasm, the post-orgasmic daze is
somewhat similar to hypnosis. People with a high susceptibility to hypnosis are more likely to accept advice this way. These are all girls' instincts, everyone
has them to some extent, as long as you can eliminate the rationality that suppresses these instincts…

[The Bad Station Master] said:

If you can play her an audio or video file, I can add some stuff to the file to influence her subconscious.
I guarantee there will be no side effects, but the instructions can't be too long. If you trust me, I can help you.

This assignment happens to be to create a 30-second flash animation, and my senior insisted on watching it. However, the video was too short, so I could only squeeze in two instructions: first, to come to the top floor of the department building at midnight (I can't let her do anything while everyone is queuing for the demo), and second, to temporarily enhance her sensitivity when touched. In other words, I still have to rely on myself to perform the hypnosis.
At midnight, I am lying in ambush on the backlit side of the top floor exit, holding a handkerchief stained with ether. I bought it for 300 yuan from an old acquaintance in the chemistry department; he certainly knows how to find opportunities to rip people off. My senior's figure appeared at the exit, and I felt a shiver run through my body. This proved that the stationmaster hadn't lied to me; hypnosis really was real. But now that the opportunity was here, I felt a pang of fear. If I failed this time, I'd be going to jail. I'd worked so hard to get into this prestigious department; I didn't want to end up on the front page of the news…
----------------------- Chapter Two --------------------------
Looking at my senior's graceful figure, her alluring hair fluttering in the wind, I finally decided to make my move. Suddenly, I unexpectedly wrapped my left arm around her waist, while simultaneously covering her mouth and nose with a handkerchief in my right hand. Unexpectedly, she reacted quickly, holding her breath and glancing to her left and behind. Instinctively, I nervously turned my head to the right, and my left foot was stomped on hard. I almost cried out in pain. Taking advantage of the slight loosening of her grip, she quickly lowered her body, preparing to push me backward. This move—was she trained in women's self-defense? I'd really kicked a metal plate.
In a moment of panic, I reflexively pinched my senior's nipple with my left hand. I felt her body tremble slightly, and with a soft moan, she inhaled a large amount of ether. After struggling for a few moments, her body went limp. Remembering my boss's advice not to make her too unconscious, I laid her flat on the ground. Her eyes were half-closed, her small hands clenched into fists as if she still wanted to resist, but she couldn't move at all. Now, what should I do? The station manager said that since I had no experience, I could only rely on my intuition and try to relax her. If that didn't work, I would have to completely drug her and then escape. Having
made up my mind, I tried to calm my nerves and began to gently caress her with both hands. Even if the hypnosis failed, I would still have this good fortune. Today, my senior was wearing a thin short-sleeved t-shirt and a knee-length denim skirt, allowing me to easily touch most of her body. I first gently combed her hair, then moved my fingers down her face, over her shoulders, arms, breasts, lower abdomen, and thighs, before returning down her face. At first, she was a little stiff and tried to open her eyes, but after I persistently caressed her for about ten minutes, her expression gradually became more and more dazed. She squinted her eyes, breathing heavily, and her fair skin began to blush faintly.
I gently held her, kissed her lips, and licked her neck. She seemed to enjoy it, her body becoming lighter and lighter, and she let out soft moans. Then I focused on her chest, gently massaging the edges of her breasts, and slowly circling her areolas with my palms. My senior's body writhed restlessly, her hands groping on the ground. It seemed the drug's effects were starting to wear off; she was gradually regaining her strength. I wondered when she would wake up. I felt I should start talking to her—no, I should escape as soon as possible. I increased the pressure of my massage, and then, mimicking lines from a hypnosis article, lowered my voice and said,
"Jiarong, you feel warm and languid all over, a very happy feeling. You want to relax even more, to truly experience these feelings, to not think about anything. You like this comfortable feeling; you just want to relax deeper and deeper. The more relaxed you are, the more comfortable you feel, and the more comfortable you feel, the more relaxed you become. You feel more and more comfortable now, right?"
"Mmm…" my senior only responded softly. I should try harder.
"You feel an endless relaxation, falling continuously, as if your body has lost gravity and is falling into darkness. Warm flames burn within your body, and your body slowly melts like ice under the sun. Your consciousness melts along with your body, and you can do nothing but listen to my voice." "
..." I was surprised to find that my senior's body had lost its strength again, and her expression became very intoxicated.
"Jiarong, now only my voice remains in the whole world. You can only hear me. You feel you should obey my instructions. My words seem to come from your heart. When you obey this voice, you will feel unprecedented joy and satisfaction. Now I want you to fall into a deeper, deeper sleep, and completely open your heart to me. If you understand, answer me."
"Yes... I will... obey." I
actually managed to get her to comply. I felt incredibly happy. I stopped rubbing her breasts and looked at her chest, which was still rising and falling rapidly with her breathing. Even through her bra and thin clothes, I could still see her two nipples proudly erect. Her expression was serene and peaceful. She was unaware that she had fallen into a very bad situation.
However, after the ecstasy, my mind was particularly calm. After all, I was a top student who got into a prestigious university, and I didn't become complacent because of my current success. I didn't dare to directly order her to become my slave because there were examples of people who suddenly sobered up when they clashed with their true nature. I decided to follow the original plan and indirectly coerce her with my sexual desire. I had also prepared a secret weapon for this.

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"Jiarong, you can open your eyes, but your mind is still asleep. You feel you don't need to be wary of me. You can freely remove your top and skirt; that will make you feel more relaxed and free."
"Yes..." The senior stared blankly at the night sky, clumsily taking off her coat and denim skirt. She lay there comfortably, completely unaware of my greedy gaze, carefully admiring her flawless body. I noticed a small wet patch on her cotton panties, indicating I was halfway there. I gently traced the shape of her labia with one finger through the fabric, and the senior's body trembled slightly in rhythm, revealing a pained expression.
"Jiarong, answer my question, how many times have you had sexual experience?"
"Twice..." Even her voice trembled slightly.
"How long has it been since you last had sex?"
"About... three years... I guess..." Her voice became increasingly erratic.
"Do you usually masturbate?"
"No... no... umm..." Her moans were tinged with a slight sob.
I pressed my index and middle fingers together gently against the cleft, and immediately a large amount of sticky fluid secreted out. The small wet patch quickly spread across the entire crotch of her pants, making my fingers sticky and slippery as well. Because of the second suggestion from the video call, her body was still very sensitive.
"Do you like sex?"
"No... I... I don't know..." What a dishonest slave.
I directly spread open her panties and gently inserted two fingers into her secret place. My senior's expression gradually became very lewd.
"So do you like me playing with your body like this?"
"Ah... I... Eek... Eek..."
My senior's moans became higher and higher, and she could no longer answer the question properly. She must be about to climax. I continued to add fuel to the fire by increasing the speed of my thrusts, teasing her clitoris with the pad of my thumb, and roughly pinching my senior's breasts with my left hand, pulling her nipples. I felt the force of my senior's contractions increase, tightly sucking on my fingers.
"Jiarong, you're experiencing unprecedented pleasure right now. You can't resist it, you can't hold back anymore, you feel like you're about to climax." (Actually, I feel like I'm about to climax too... I really admire how long I can hold on.)
"Ah... ahh... ahhh..." Senior subconsciously swayed her slender waist to meet my fingers, releasing herself ecstatically, her body ready to climax.
"...But you can't, only Master can make you climax." I think the smile on my face at this moment must be really annoying.
"Eek... no... no!" she pleaded pitifully, swaying her waist more violently, but this only made her feel worse.
"You'll climax if you just admit you're my slave. Tell me, Jia Rong, who are you?"
"Ah... I am... I... Ugh... I can't do this..."
"Jia Rong, listen, the more you endure, the more pleasure will accumulate."
"Eeeeeee... Waaaaaah!" She still eagerly responded to my fingers, her juices dripping all over the floor, tears streaming down her delicate face, but she refused to give in no matter what, enduring for two minutes. Although I was having a lot of fun, I figured I should finish this soon, especially since my senior was screaming too loudly. In the end, I had to use my secret weapon, but taking this out meant it was all over. It was a remote-controlled vibrator. I turned the vibration to the maximum and pressed my palm against her vulva. Instantly, her body convulsed violently, her whole body curling up and convulsing, and she immediately surrendered.
"Eeeeeaah... Master... Master... Ahhh... Ah uh... Uh..." It really made you climax, but you couldn't scream anymore.
The intense climax continued, and then my senior lay exhausted on the ground, her lips still twitching slowly. I couldn't hold back any longer and ejaculated on her bra. But the work wasn't over yet. My senior was still experiencing the afterglow of her climax, her mind and body completely lost. This was the perfect time to give her a permanent suggestion.
"Jiarong, can you hear me?"
"Yes... Master."
"When you wake up, you won't remember anything. You'll only think that I'm easy to get along with and don't mind being close to me. But although your thoughts are free, your body will subconsciously obey your master. And when you're close to climax, your body can escape my control, but your will will remember your master and obey him. Remember, when your master caresses you, he will give you a hundred times the pleasure. Only your master can give you an climax. When I call your name, you will understand that you must obey."
"Yes... I understand."
Then, I did a little test. I gently rubbed my senior's clitoris, and she immediately reached a sharp climax, collapsing to the ground in a daze. The test results were very satisfactory. Of course, most importantly, I want to thank the administrator of the mysterious website and everyone else for their help. ^_^
"Jiarong, get dressed, go home, take a shower, and get a good night's sleep. When you wake up tomorrow morning, you'll only feel happy and energetic, and you won't notice anything unusual about your body."

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In the following days, I often visited my senior's lab, but it was just to tease her. I didn't want to keep bullying her. I'd wait until I suddenly felt like it... For example, today, my senior was wearing a floral chiffon top and a long skirt, looking particularly charming. So don't blame me for being mischievous; it's really itching to use my power.
"Senior, I'm so bored, let's play a game."
"Hmm, but I'm so busy, can we do it another day?" She was buried in a pile of experimental data.
"Come on, it'll be over in ten minutes."
"Okay, what should we play?"
"Hey, I want to play King's Game."
"Hmm? What's that? I don't know how to play..." The senior looked puzzled.
"I'll demonstrate first, like this... Jia Rong, turn off the lab lights."
The senior walked to the door and turned off the lights without thinking, then sat back down in her chair. Her face was a little pale, as if she had been frightened.
"Jia Rong, take off your coat." As soon as she finished speaking, her pretty thin shirt fell to the ground.
"No...why!?" She was truly terrified, covering her chest with her hands and pleading in her eyes.
"Jiarong, gently caress yourself, make yourself feel good."
Her hands, which had been covering her, now slid lightly across her full breasts. I didn't do anything, just looked at her. Her eyes grew increasingly moist, her small mouth slightly open as she breathed, but she tried her best to remain silent.
"Jiarong, you can caress your private area through your skirt...yes, like that, it feels so good, more and more good. Your rationality is slowly fading, you feel so lonely, so needy."
"Mmm...ahhh...mmm..." She began to enjoy it, oblivious to my watching, her movements becoming increasingly vigorous.
"Senior, you're so lewd, how can you do this in front of your junior?" I suddenly wanted to play a prank.
"Huh? I... oh... I didn't... oh!" Unexpectedly, upon hearing my words, she suddenly jumped as if electrocuted, tumbling to the ground with the chair. She became unusually excited, frantically rubbing her petals under her skirt. Her reaction startled me. I stared in disbelief, then suddenly it dawned on me. Could it be that beneath her pure and conservative personality lay a hidden desire to be abused, something she desperately didn't want to admit? That's why it took so much effort to get her to call me "master."
"Oh, actually, you really want someone to bully you, don't you, senior?"
"Oh... no... no..." Although she said no, her hands worked even harder, making soft, wet sounds under her skirt. This wasn't caused by my orders; she was simply aroused by the humiliating words, triggering a deep-seated desire within her. Her buttocks arched high, clearly on the verge of orgasm... but she couldn't.
"Eek... Master... I want Master..." Her body twisted in agony, her voice frantic. I stepped forward and placed my hands on her shoulders.
"Jia Rong, look at me closely. Do you recognize me?"
"Ahhh... Master... Please... Please..."
I looked at her tenderly, gently tracing her nipple with my fingernail. She couldn't help but climax, clinging tightly to me.
Jia Rong remained motionless in my arms, her delicate fragrance surrounding me. The smooth touch of her skin captivated me. When I asked her to help me ejaculate, she would obediently prop herself up, bowing her head to serve me diligently. This was a scene I could never even dream of before. Back then, a single glance from my senior could make me happy all day. But suddenly, I realized this wasn't the outcome I wanted. I only possessed half of her now. Normally, she strongly resisted being enslaved. I needed to open her heart. I wanted all of her, whether it was "senior" or "Jia Rong," I wanted it all.
I deeply regret giving that strange instruction when I was being playful. My senior subconsciously exploited this, splitting herself in two, retaining her stubborn, defiant self. She's a clever girl, and now we're back to square one… It seems like she's developed a split personality. My suggestion wasn't meant to make her like this, but I don't know how to get her to merge the two halves herself; it might require many attempts. I dare not use hypnosis on "my senior" to force her to do things she doesn't want to do, otherwise it might become even more complicated. To be honest, I know absolutely nothing about hypnosis. I need to think of other ways to make her willingly submit.
"Jiarong, listen carefully. Now return to your slumbering state in your memory and remember my hints. When you sleep at night, you will dream of being helplessly manipulated. Remember this feeling well. Don't resist it with your moral compass; listen to the true voice in your heart. When you wake up from the dream, you won't remember the content of the dream, but the feeling of being bullied will remain in your heart. After you get dressed, sit back at the table and return to your surface personality. She won't know what just happened; she'll only focus on the experimental records before I arrived. You can start getting dressed now."

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The next morning, during the DSP midterm exam, my phone rang in my backpack. The proctoring assistant angrily took it away and turned it off. When the exam ended, I saw three missed calls on my phone, all from Jiarong. I called back, but no one answered. I rushed to the lab but didn't see her. I wandered around the area and called again. Finally, I heard the familiar three-chord melody playing at the end of the corridor. The innermost part was the tea room, but the water dispenser had been broken for a long time… normally no one came here.
Jia Rong sat on the floor, leaning against the wall, her hands gripping a bottle of toner, using the bottle opening to stimulate herself; her hands were trembling so much she could barely hold it. Her white t-shirt was soaked with sweat, clinging to her fragrant body and becoming slightly translucent, revealing her full breasts. Her gauze skirt was torn to shreds, and her vaginal fluids had pooled on the floor like a small puddle, the outer edge almost dry. Her Hello Kitty phone lay nearby, still playing ringtones.
She looked truly pathetic; it was the first time I'd seen her like this, worse than the first time I hypnotized her. About 80 minutes had passed since her phone rang during the exam, and she'd been hanging on like this for so long; her strength must be exhausted now. I felt a pang of fear; had I turned my goddess into this…? When she saw me, she opened her mouth but couldn't speak, only gazing at me with dependent eyes.
I thought I should help her release her pent-up emotions first. I placed my erection between her breasts through her clothes, took her hands and placed them on her breasts. She immediately understood and squeezed with her last bit of strength. I gently moved and rubbed her, and soon she was released. She moaned dazedly, her body stiffening for a moment before going limp again, her sweet voice slightly hoarse. Of course, the first thing I did was pour her a large glass of water; she had been dehydrated for some time.
"Ugh... Master... Ugh..."
The first thing she did after regaining her senses was to hug me and cry, not a loud wail but a soft sob, which broke my heart. I gently stroked Jia Rong's back, trying to soothe her emotions. I really felt sorry for her this time. I should reconsider the personality integration matter more carefully. The first thing to do is to undo last night's suggestion; it would be terrible if she was aroused and couldn't find me.
"Jiarong, listen carefully, you won't dream about being bullied anymore when you sleep at night."
But she didn't respond. I don't know if she was too tired or what. I lifted her head so she could look at me, and wiped the droplets of sweat or tears from her face. The look in her eyes was still that same dependent look.
"Jiarong, do you understand? Answer me if you understand."
"I love you, Master!" A shy yet firm confession, but it wasn't the answer I expected. I felt the situation was getting out of my control.
In the days that followed, I tried some other methods, but things became increasingly strange. 'Jiarong' seemed to have developed another kind of faint affection for me besides obedience. When I played with her, she always liked to hug me and beg me to kiss her. And 'Senior's' attitude towards me was even stranger. Sometimes she would look at me with a dreamy look, blush inexplicably, but if I got too close to her, she would jump away in fright. I knew very well that it wasn't because of shyness; she was afraid of me! She started to deliberately avoid being alone with me. I was certain that I had erased the memories of the surface personality each time, so this shouldn't be happening.
I'm not used to this change. Things seem to be spiraling out of control, and I can no longer manage everything. They're always doing things I didn't plan. I'm starting to wonder if I've made a mistake. How could I have turned my senior into this? Wasn't the reason I admired her in the first place because of her pure and lovely image? (Mysterious voice: Because the author likes stories of pure girls falling into depravity^^…) I have to admit I like Jia Rong's obedient manner and the way she looks at me. I feel myself becoming more and more addicted. If this continues, I'll definitely be unable to let go. If I want to set her free, I have to do it now. I can't keep hurting her. While my conscience still condemns me, I have to restore everything to normal.
On Friday, the last class, my senior is going to talk about the fourth assignment. I'm going to have Jia Rong cover for her. This is the last time I'll play with her. I want to remember her charming appearance. I wanted to do something to make her shy in class, but of course I wouldn't embarrass her in front of everyone. 'Jia Rong' was just as easily embarrassed as before, but the difference was that she was very obedient. She would do anything I asked, no matter how embarrassing. I loved teasing her like this, enjoying her blushing expression; it gave me more satisfaction than having sex with her directly.

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On Friday, after the seventh period, I went to the lab to find my senior. She still tried to find an excuse to leave as soon as she saw me.
"Class is almost starting, let's chat as we walk, junior." I said, heading towards the door.
"Jia Rong, you can't move your body right now. No matter how hard you try, you can't move at all."
"This… what, junior, ah~ don't do anything rash." I was rubbing her crotch through her long skirt.
"Jiarong, you like the feeling of being helplessly disciplined. Remember, you like this, you feel excited."
"No...don't talk nonsense, I...ah...ahh...I'm going to call for help if you keep doing this."
"Jiarong, you can't speak right now, so listen to my advice. Don't deny it, you like it, you know you're getting more and more excited, I'll make you feel very comfortable."
I slowly increased the pressure of rubbing and stirring. My senior tightly closed her eyes and bit her lip, but she couldn't move her body or make a sound. I didn't know how excited she was, so I played with her a little longer. Class was about to start in two minutes.
After stopping, my senior opened her eyes and looked at me obediently.
"Okay, you can speak and move now. You are 'Jiarong,' right?"
"Yes, Master." She answered me obediently.
"Jiarong, put this in." I handed her her first vibrator. This is something with sentimental value, huh.
"Yes... Master... Ah... Ah..." The current vibration speed is medium. I asked her to insert it into her vagina, and she was already so aroused she couldn't stand up after only inserting halfway.
"Relax your body, take a deep breath."
"Yes... Yes... Mm... Mm." It was difficult to insert, and some fluid had already seeped out.
"You can go to class like this later. I won't go too far."
Although her pretty face was flushed with embarrassment, she obediently nodded.
The first forty minutes passed smoothly. I only used a weak vibration. Apart from her blushing cheeks, Jia Rong behaved normally. Since the assignment only required a brief explanation, she
filled in the gaps in the professor's lesson that he had skipped. She taught much better than the professor; the professor should be replaced. It wasn't just me who thought so; everyone felt the same way. This practical class, taught by the senior student, had a large number of students, and no one dozed off. This wasn't just because she was pretty.
"Okay, so this assignment is to compress a video using the three algorithms from Chapter 8 and see which compression ratio is better. You must explain why you think it will perform better and what characteristics the example video has. This part isn't covered in the textbook, so you have to judge for yourself."
With ten minutes left, I started explaining the assignment. I thought it was about time to begin, so I quietly switched to medium speed. Jia Rong was startled halfway through, her tone suddenly rising, and she reflexively looked in my direction. The other students followed her gaze. I immediately put on an innocent expression. Several people were sitting in the back row, and no one knew who the senior was looking at. Jia Rong quickly looked away, smiled awkwardly, and pretended nothing was wrong to continue the lesson, though now she was resting her hands on the lectern.
"There are two videos, meaning you need to repeat the same steps twice, but the results shouldn't be the same. Don't worry, just write down whatever comes to mind; the teaching assistant won't give you a low grade." I
couldn't see her hands shaking from sitting too far away, but soon she naturally pulled up a chair and sat down, the lectern obscuring her entire body except for her head. I guessed she was shaking quite badly, but her tone remained steady. Since that was the case, I started switching between medium and high speed, switching up briefly and then immediately switching back, her speech becoming intermittent.
"The compression tool… you don't need to write it yourself, later… the teaching assistant… will put both example videos… together… on the course website."
Her pauses were well-defined, but I could imagine her clenching her legs together in discomfort during the pauses. She gently closed her eyes, furrowed her brow, and showed a slightly comfortable, dazed expression, her right hand gripping the mouse tightly. Then she paused for about ten seconds without speaking. I felt something was wrong and turned off the interfering tool. Sigh, I haven't even tried the highest speed yet.
"Sorry, I'm not feeling well today. This is roughly the assignment. Feel free to ask if you have any questions, otherwise, let's call it a day."
As soon as class ended, a swarm of flies surrounded her, offering to carry her laptop and bag back to the lab. Those little things were probably too much for one person to carry alone... I joined in the fun. Jia Rong really did look like she had a cold and fever. Her acting was superb. Maybe her usual image was too good. Those lecherous guys seemed to have forgotten her strange expression at the end of class when they saw her pitiful look. When she noticed me approaching, she winked at me triumphantly, and immediately a dozen murderous glares pierced me. For the past month or so, to outsiders, I seemed to be quite close to my senior, often visiting her. Many people were already envious. I wondered what their reaction would be if they knew I had done more than just visiting her. I chuckled to myself.
"Um, thank you for your concern, I'm much better now. Junior... could you please get my laptop for me?" My smile
vanished. Jia Rong grabbed my hand, and I felt a terrifying murderous aura surrounding me. I was sure I'd be dragged to Aruba when I got back to the dorm tonight… She must be doing this on purpose. I didn't expect her to be so mischievous. I'll teach her a lesson when we get back to the lab.
Actually, this was just an excuse. What's coming will come eventually, and giving her freedom was something I'd already decided on. Although I kept trying to convince myself, I only grew more and more frustrated. I could only find some excuse to justify postponing things I didn't like. After realizing my true feelings, I was even more annoyed with myself. It wasn't cool at all. How could this kind of guy be worthy of my senior? I've never felt so bad…

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"Master, are you angry?" These were her first words upon returning to the lab.
"No, I was just thinking that the sample video for this assignment could be a bit more special." I picked up the digital camera on my senior's shelf and played with it. This kind of camera can record videos. I pointed the lens at her and smiled mischievously.
"Wh...what kind of video? I've already prepared the video for the assignment..." She looked nervously at the camera in my hand, her words becoming a little stuttered. She probably knew what I was about to do.

"You know, a video of a beautiful, elegant teaching assistant having an orgasm."
"No...no, that's too embarrassing. Master, please...ah!?"
Before she could finish speaking, I launched my attack. With my free left hand, I gently pinched Jia Rong's nipple through her clothes. Her whole body trembled with pleasure, looking very comfortable. She must have really wanted to be treated like this by her master during class.
"Jia Rong, you must obey your master. Tell me you will obey."
"Ah...I...obey..." she murmured in a dreamlike voice.
"You will put the video you're recording now on the website."
"Yes...yes...I will...ah..." She shook her head in distress, looking both comfortable and sad. I knew she was about to come.
"Come on, smile at the camera, I'm going to make you come." After saying that, I suddenly turned the vibrator to its maximum.
"Eek...Master...Eek eeee..." She came, and she hugged me tightly again. There was a strange sense of accomplishment in making
her climax. That should be enough, right? I can give her her freedom now, but I don't want it to end. I desperately try to find another excuse for myself. I'm such a lousy person. I want to really do it with her. Although I've controlled her for so long, I've never actually reached home base because I didn't win her heart through legitimate means. I don't have the right to do this to her. But before everything is over, I should be able to do it once, just once, I tell myself I have the right to do it.
While I was thinking, Jia Rong had somehow come to her senses, timidly staring at the camera in my hand, looking hesitant.
"Master...um, the video...can I...um..." It seems she still wants to beg me.
"Which one? I didn't press the record button just now. I was just kidding." "
..." Her amused expression was so cute.
She visibly relaxed, looking at me gratefully. However, I no longer know if she is really "Jia Rong". She wouldn't normally question my requests, but this is the first time she's been so insistent, even though I know she would still obey if I gave a forceful order. Has my control over her weakened? Or has a third new personality emerged? I dare not imagine anymore. Today, I must do what I should do. But before that, I want to leave a final memento.
"Jia Rong, now turn your back to me and lean your upper body on the desk."
She obediently did as she was told. I stood behind her and removed the obstructive covering. Her groin area was wet from the orgasm, and she seemed particularly nervous. This was the first time her master was going to have intercourse with her. I took out the vibrator and licked her cleft with my tongue. She involuntarily squeezed my head together, making low moans.
Then I opened the lab door and began to enter her body. My senior's lab was on the eighth floor, and no one could possibly pass by during this mealtime, but doing so still gave her a lot of stimulation. She was afraid the sound would be heard. She indeed became very excited, her warm, moist flesh contracting and massaging me irregularly. Each thrust brought out a large amount of fluid, and she climaxed after only a few strokes. I continued to assault her, and she climaxed a second time soon after. She began to lose consciousness; she had been tightly biting a handkerchief, but now she loosened her grip and moaned uncontrollably.
I didn't intend to let her go. I wished time could stand still at this moment. Soon I would lose the most important thing to me, and my mood worsened, an inexplicable fire burning in my chest. I roughly pinched and kneaded Jia Rong's beautiful breasts, penetrating her hard, as if venting my inexplicable anger. Her ecstatic expression gradually turned into pain. Although orgasms are pleasurable, continuous orgasms eventually become a torment.
"Ah... Master... Ahhh... You really... are angry?... "
" I'm so sorry... Ahhh... I'm sorry..."
She thought I was angry about her prank on me. What's there to be angry about such a small thing? I'm angry at my own weakness. I'm a useless guy. Hearing her apologetic words, her submissive attitude, and her sweet, coquettish voice only fueled my possessiveness and doubled my anger. I attacked her even more roughly. She just kept murmuring apologies to me. After a long time, she finally begged me to stop.
"Master... no more... Ahhh... I'm in so much pain... I can't take it anymore... Ahhh... Master..."
I was unmoved by her pleas and continued to violate her until I couldn't take it anymore and burst inside her. Then I let her sit on my lap, looking at her dazed face, her beautiful long hair curled. Whenever I held 'Jia Rong' in my arms, she would unconsciously show a happy smile, but was it a genuine smile from her heart? Or was it an illusion I created...?
"Jia Rong, listen carefully..."
"Yes?" She barely opened her eyes, looking at me with her usual affectionate expression. I dared not look directly into her eyes.
"You will have a good sleep in a little while. When you wake up, you will never think about your master again, you will never need your master to reach orgasm again, you will never need to obey your master again. You must forget everything between us and return to your original self, understand?"
"Master... don't want me anymore?... I... Jia Rong won't dare again... Jia Rong will be very obedient from now on... and won't be naughty anymore."
"Punish me... Master, anything is fine, I will obediently accept the punishment."
She cried in panic, trying to please me. I gently held her, and she dared not move.
"Jiarong, you feel very tired now, and you really want to sleep well. Slowly, slowly, your body relaxes..."
"No... Master, I really will be good, I won't make you angry again."
She felt her body becoming more and more relaxed, but her tone became more tense, struggling not to fall asleep.
"Your consciousness is gradually blurring, darkness surrounds you, you feel so sleepy, so sleepy..."
"No... Master... Master... Waaah..."
Her voice grew softer and softer, her eyes slowly closed, and tears slid down her cheeks.
A moment later, the crying gradually stopped, and her tense body slowly calmed down. She was like Sleeping Beauty in a fairy tale, but her prince shouldn't be me. I gently stroked her innocent sleeping face with reluctance, but felt a sense of relief.
Goodbye, my Jiarong...

-------------------- Final Chapter --------------------------
After that, I never visited anyone again. I thought it was all over, but it wasn't. I noticed that my senior often secretly watched me during class. She still didn't dare let me get close, but she liked to watch me from afar. I stopped attending classes and dropped multimedia. Then, my senior classmate started auditing my required analog circuits course. She always sat in the last row, and every time I turned around, we met eyes. She wasn't there to attend class; she was there to spy on me. The amazing thing was that she answered every question the professor asked. Those books must be from Mars… Okay, that's not the point.
I don't know why the final instruction failed, or why my senior classmate became so strange. My classmates noticed her odd behavior and kept questioning me privately. I decided to hypnotize her again, deeply and repeatedly, to bring her back to normal. One Friday, after the last class, I went to her lab again.
"Jiarong, you can't move now. I need you to look closely into my eyes."
To my surprise, my senior wasn't affected. Instead, she seemed to understand something, giving me a "I knew it" look. I was shocked. Was karma coming so fast? I frantically tried to figure out how to soften the blow without being too harsh. But instead of being angry or panicked, she wasn't afraid of me anymore. She leaned back comfortably in her chair, gesturing for me to sit down. I reluctantly sat down.
"Junior, listen to me," she said. "I vaguely sense another version of myself, also named 'Jia Rong.' Jia Rong calls you 'Master,' and she listens to everything you say. When you call her name, she's willing to do anything for you. And then you… you always do… bad things to her…"
When she mentioned Jia Rong, she spoke as if she were talking about someone completely unrelated. What was wrong with her? I had no idea what effect the hypnosis had. Now, I was more worried about her than about myself.
“‘Jia Rong’ sometimes appears in my dreams, happily telling me about her and her master. But for the past two weeks, ‘Jia Rong’ has been crying, saying that her master abandoned her, that her master doesn’t want her anymore, that she misses him so much…”
My senior gradually became sad, her eyes turning red. Suddenly, she looked up at me.
“Tell me, ‘Jia Rong’ is me, isn’t she? Those things really happened, didn’t they?”
I didn’t know how to answer for a moment, but silence was an admission. With my senior’s intelligence, she must know the truth. She lowered her head helplessly, her hands clasped nervously. I couldn’t see her expression. Then came an awkward silence, so quiet I could hear my own breathing. I didn’t know how to face her. This wasn’t something that could be solved with an apology.
However, when my senior looked up again, I saw ‘Jia Rong’s’ eyes, which made me even more confused. Which personality was the person in front of me?
"Uh... are you 'Jia Rong'?"
"No, um... I should say, we are the same person. 'Jia Rong' is me, and I am 'Jia Rong'."
"When I realized the truth, I felt... excited. I felt so conflicted, so strange... I also want... um, I mean, can I..." The senior's breathing became more and more rapid, and she lowered her head again.
"Call me Master!" I boldly commanded her. It seemed the two personalities had unexpectedly merged; I hoped I wasn't mistaken.
The senior glanced at me shyly, stood up, and then slowly knelt down.
"Master~" she sweetly replied.
"I love you, Master!" A shy yet firm confession; the senior finally truly belonged to me.
I gently kissed her lips, and she responded passionately. This couldn't be a dream, could it?
Then, I asked a really lame question…
“Should I call you Senior Sister or Jia Rong now?”
“Either is fine, Jia Rong, Sister Jia Rong, Senior Jia Rong… or Jia Rong Slave.”
She deliberately spoke the last sentence quickly and softly, but unfortunately, I still heard it clearly. She seemed like a well-behaved girl on the outside, but the more I got to know her, the more mischievous she became.
“Okay, Jia Rong Slave, now take off your clothes.”
“Wow, no, Master…”
The lab echoed with heart-pounding moans once again.
(The End)

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