Sex slave training

(Above)

Hansen, with a smile, led his friend Saint-Len into the luxurious living room of his home.

“It’s a pleasure to see you,” said Hansen, an electronics engineer. “It’s been so long since we last met, but I’ve been really busy these past few years.”

Saint-Len raised an eyebrow. “Busy with what?”

“Sit down, sit down,” Hansen said cheerfully. “I’ll tell you slowly.” Saint-Len chose a luxurious leather sofa and sat down.

Hansen also sat down on another sofa. “Do you remember how we used to dream about building robots? When we were kids?”

Saint-Len nodded.

“To be honest, that’s why I chose my current profession,” Saint-Len grinned. “I remember we were both nerds back then, and we even joked about making ourselves a girlfriend,” he suddenly stopped and blinked. “Don’t tell me you’re actually doing that!”

Hansen smiled slyly. “It’s a little different from what we used to say,” he replied. “Robot technology is still a long way from human technology, but…” He picked up a small device and spoke into the microphone, “Xiaoling, please come here.”

A short while later, a woman who took the breath away of all the men walked in. She wore high heels, a miniskirt that was almost invisible, and a very low-cut top, which showed off her tall figure, impressive bust, and rounded hips.

“Yes, Master?” She stood stiffly before Hansheng, her hands pressed tightly against her thighs, speaking in a completely emotionless voice, “What are your orders, Master?”

“My God?” Shenglun’s eyes widened. “She’s not…it can’t be!” Hansheng smiled. “It’s her, Chen Xinling, the girl we used to fawn over in college, the girl who looked down on us.”

“But…what happened to her?” Shenglun couldn’t believe what he was seeing. “What did you do to her?”

Hansheng didn’t answer, but spoke to the woman standing before him, “Xiaoling, please make us two cups of coffee. I want black coffee, and Shenglun’s cup with creamer, no sugar.” “Yes, Master, I’ll be right there.” Xiaoling said, bowing deeply, and then walked towards the kitchen.

“This can’t be…” Shenglun muttered to himself.

“You can’t believe it, can you?” Hansheng said mockingly.

“How did you do that?” Shenglun’s eyes widened, and to be honest, his lower body was already burning hot and erect.

“Don’t rush,” Hansheng said elegantly, sitting with his arms crossed. “I’ll tell you slowly…”

Hansheng wasn’t a big fan of parties; in fact, he rarely attended. His lack of female attention during adolescence made him uncomfortable in such situations. He preferred to stay in the lab alone, working on his projects.

However, company parties were always hard to refuse, so he was here, leaning against the wall, quietly watching the flow of people. This was a party celebrating the company’s successful takeover of its long-time competitor. Besides his former colleagues, many new faces were also present.

Suddenly, a girl with long, flowing hair caught his eye. Although it had been many years, it was definitely her. He vaguely remembered hearing a day or two ago that she had joined that competitor’s company. So, it really was her.

This was perfect! He had always wanted to find a perfect guinea pig for his experiments. Who could be more suitable than this beautiful woman who had repeatedly embarrassed him?

Recalling their university days, she had always been the dream of every man on campus. She had a beautiful and innocent face, a shapely figure, and she knew how to dress herself quite well, easily attracting the greedy gazes of all the men.

Hansheng walked towards his prey, who was standing by the dining table, slowly sipping her fruit wine.

"Hi," Hansheng said as he approached, "Do you remember me?" Chen Xinling was slightly surprised, glancing at him quickly. He looked somewhat familiar, but she didn't recognize him.

Hansheng felt a little annoyed. He hadn't expected that after only a few years, she would completely forget him, but he still suppressed his emotions and calmly said, "I'm Li Hansheng. We often went to school together in college."

Some images flashed through Xinling's mind. "Ah, right, I remember now," she said, her tone not very enthusiastic. "You were often with another guy, that... what's his name?" "I really didn't expect that after so long, we would suddenly become colleagues." Hansheng said, reaching into the inner pocket of his jacket and rummaging around.

“Oh, right?” Xinling said, “I didn’t know you worked here.” She thought to herself, “Otherwise, I would have quit as soon as I heard about the company merger.”

Hansheng glanced around to make sure no one was watching them, then quickly pulled a flashlight-like device from his pocket. He pointed it at Xinling’s eyes and flicked on the power.

The device immediately emitted dazzling colors, a riot of lights flashing in Xinling’s eyes.

The girl’s eyes widened, not flinching, letting the light pierce her vision. She felt disoriented and unsteady; if Hansheng hadn’t caught her, she might have fallen to the ground.

Hansheng turned off the switch. "Xiaoling, are you alright?"

"I'm fine," she said dazedly, her eyes unfocused and wandering aimlessly. "I'm fine, just a little... dizzy."

"You must have drunk too much," Hansheng said. Actually, knowing her as he did, she couldn't possibly have drunk that much, but right now she could only vaguely accept Hansheng's suggestion. "You have to come with me, I'll take you to get some rest."

"I drank too much..." Xiaoling muttered to herself, "I want to go with you... to get some rest..." Her head swayed weakly.

Hansheng quickly put his arm around the dazed Xiaoling's shoulder and led her out of the room. He took her to a secluded room in the company, had her sit in a chair, and pulled up another chair to sit opposite her.

He had to act quickly; he knew the effect of his flash device wouldn't last long, and using it on her again would probably just put her into a deep sleep.

He rubbed his palms together excitedly. "Xiaoling, I want you to listen carefully to what I have to say." The girl sat lazily in her chair, nodding absently and looking at him with a dazed expression.

"Very good, Xiaoling," Hansheng said. "Listen carefully. In a few minutes, we'll be back at the company party. When we get back, you'll forget everything that happened after I walked towards you, including that dazzling light."

Xiaoling looked at him blankly.

"But before that, I have a few instructions for you. You won't remember them, but you will definitely obey them, Xiaoling. If you understand and agree, nod your head." Xiaoling nodded.

"Very good, Xiaoling. My instructions for you are that you must come to my house tomorrow evening because I have something very important to show you. Xiaoling, you will come to my house at 7:30 tomorrow evening," Hansheng planned that he could make some preparations during the time between getting off work and this point. "If you understand and agree, repeat my instructions."

Xiaoling repeated Hansheng's instructions carefully.

“You did very well,” Hansheng said. “Now we’re going back, Xiaoling. Once we’re back at the party, you’ll be fully awake. You won’t remember anything that happened here, but you’ll obey my every command.”

“Yes,” Xiaoling murmured, “obey…your commands.” Hansheng nodded in satisfaction, helped Xiaoling to her feet, and led her out of the room back to the party. She blinked, regaining her senses. Hansheng looked at her expression and believed that she truly hadn’t remembered anything she shouldn’t have.

"You hypnotized her?" Saint-Len asked incredulously. "Are you serious?" Hansson smiled. "No, not at all. The flash device I used only made her lower her guard against others, making her unconsciously accept all suggestions."

"How are you so sure this thing will work?"

Hansson coughed and continued, "I'm not sure. Like I said, she's just a guinea pig. I'm not sure what would happen if I used this on a human, but the fact is, my experiment was unexpectedly successful."

At this moment, Xiaoling returned with a tray and two steaming cups of coffee. Hansson picked up his black coffee, took a sip, and continued:

“The haughty Miss Chen did arrive at my house at 7:30. I asked her a few questions and confirmed that she had absolutely no idea what happened at the party that day. She only remembered talking to me at the dining table,” Hansheng said with a mischievous smile. “She seemed puzzled as to why she had suddenly changed seats, but in any case, she couldn’t remember anything.”

Hansheng put down his glass. “So, I’ll begin my next step…”

Xiaoling shook her head in annoyance. That annoying guy, Li Hansheng! She remembered how he always clung to her like a fly back in school, and now she was going to be his colleague again. What was worse, she had actually offered to visit his house. She didn’t want him to have any fantasies, but she couldn’t control herself.

When she drove up to Hansheng’s building, she smiled helplessly. In any case, he had at least one advantage: he was very rich. Based on her knowledge of real estate, this place was worth at least ten million, and to keep it clean, she would need at least two or three maids.

She parked her car and walked to the door, glancing at her watch: 7:25.

She hesitated. Should she really go in? Memories of this guy were all terrible. She turned to leave, but an inexplicable force pulled her back. She paced back and forth at the door several times, unable to make up her mind.

Finally, she shook her head forcefully, made up her mind, and pressed the doorbell. The time on her watch was exactly 7:30.

“You know what?” Hansheng explained, “I have a camera installed at the door, so I could see Xiaoling pacing back and forth, hesitating.”

Sheng Lun nodded, clearly captivated by the story. “Go on.” Hansheng smiled. “Okay, Xiaoling rang the doorbell at my appointed time…”

Hansheng opened the door. “Please come in,” he urged.

Xiaoling entered without objection.

Hansheng’s living room unmistakably reflected his success; every piece of furniture revealed his sophistication and taste.

“It’s wonderful,” Xiaoling exclaimed, almost unable to contain her praise.

“Thank you,” Hansheng said, “but I don’t think you came here just to see these things, right?” He pointed to a room, and Xiaoling naturally walked towards it, with Hansheng following behind her.

“Here,” Hansheng pointed to another small room, then walked past Xiaoling and opened the door, “I want to show you something I’m experimenting with.”

Xiaoling felt a little uneasy. Why was she here? What did this man want? Even though she was full of questions, she still went into the room. As soon as

she entered, she saw a large disc hanging on the wall opposite the door. Hansheng walked over and turned it, saying, “I’ve been studying this for a long time, Xiaoling.” “What is it for?”

“I’ll let you know. Please sit down and relax.” Hansheng took a chair and had Xiaoling sit facing the disc.

Xiaoling sat down, and then Hansheng reached behind the disc and flipped a switch, then took out a pair of sunglasses from his pocket and put them on.

Xiaoling was wondering why he was wearing sunglasses in this dimly lit room when suddenly the disc burst into dazzling light. Various colors swirled and merged, rapidly shifting before her eyes, making it hard to breathe.

"Isn't it beautiful?"

Hansheng's voice seemed to appear out of nowhere. Now, the girl's eyes were only focused on the constantly churning colors within the disc.

"It's truly a mesmerizing sight."

Xiaoling felt Hansheng's voice moving, as if he were right beside her, but she still couldn't see him.

"This kind of image has a magical power over the human brain." Xiaoling heard a voice; she knew Hansheng had closed the door, making the light even more blinding.

"What...does this mean?" Xiaoling didn't understand what Hansheng was saying. She felt herself losing the ability to think; the vortexes of light occupied her vision and her mind.

“It’s very simple,” Hansheng’s voice had a savior-like quality. “The brain is amazing. It can recognize more colors and patterns than the best computer. It can capture any image, even one that doesn’t exist. So some people can find the outline of an animal in a cloud, or even see the face of God in a broken concrete wall. They can see everything.”

Xiaoling vaguely felt Hansheng walk behind her and put his hand on her shoulder. Should she be unhappy? But she didn’t have the strength to think about that now. She could only follow the light in front of her and felt so relaxed. Hansheng’s words were so boring. She felt more and more sleepy and naturally yawned.

“Very good, Xiaoling,” Hansheng encouraged her, “That’s it, relax deeply.” After a few seconds, Hansheng continued, “Like I said before, the human brain can find patterns that don’t exist at all, so I had this idea. What can I do with this? I thought, what if I could create a constantly changing image, making the brain keep trying to capture the pattern from it?”

“Why…?” Xiaoling felt so relaxed, letting the light fill her vision, fill her mind, and drown out all her thoughts.

“Attention,” Hansheng replied, “Anything that can attract attention can be used for hypnosis.”

“Hypnosis…?” She really didn’t want to think, and she could barely utter those two short words.

“That’s right, Xiaoling, it’s hypnosis,” Hansheng gently stroked Xiaoling’s hair, “You don’t need to think too much, Xiaoling, thinking won’t help you. Let me think for you. You just need to look at the light in front of you, focus on the light in front of you, and let my thoughts control you.” “Let my… thoughts control me…” Xiaoling sighed, trying to relax even more.

"My God!" Saint Lun exclaimed.

Hansheng chuckled wickedly. "Now I'll begin," he said, looking at Xiaoling standing at attention before him. "It took a little time, but it proves my theory is feasible." He smiled and continued, "You know those hypnotic discs we often see in movies or on TV? Those are impossible to use, unless the subject is willing to be hypnotized. But my research is different. I can hypnotize anyone I want. At least I've successfully used it on one person." "This disc has a much stronger effect on people than the flashing lights I use at parties, so I have to wear sunglasses to ensure I'm not affected so I can slowly hypnotize Xiaoling." Saint-Len nodded blankly.

"I started testing the depth of Xiaoling's hypnosis. It was then that I suddenly had this idea—to make her my personal sex slave."

Hansheng took a chair and sat opposite Xiaoling. He reached out his right hand to support her chin, tilting her head slightly so she could look directly into his eyes. However, Xiaoling's gaze still followed the disc's dazzling lights.

“Look at me, Xiaoling,” Hansheng commanded. “Yes, look at me carefully, look at me and listen carefully to what I say.”

“Yes…” Xiaoling whispered, shifting her gaze to Hansheng’s eyes.

“We need to have a proper talk, Xiaoling,” Hansheng said. “I’ll ask you some questions, and you’ll answer me. You’ll answer me honestly, you can only answer me completely honestly, Xiaoling, because you know lying is wrong, and you can completely trust me. We’ve known each other for many years, so you know you can tell me anything.”

“I… I can… tell you anything…”

“That’s right, you’ll tell me everything, answer my questions honestly, and you’ll feel very happy every time you answer me,” Hansheng smiled slyly. “It’s that kind of pleasure between a man and a woman, Xiaoling, answering my questions makes you feel excited.”

Hansheng began asking her trivial questions, such as her name and what she had done that day. He could see Xiaoling’s expression becoming more and more relaxed, a lewd smile spreading across her lips. He knew that his instructions to her were indeed working.

“Xiaoling, let me teach you something. Do you know why women exist?” “Why…why?”

“Women exist for men, Xiaoling. Sex is God’s greatest gift to mankind. You don’t need to feel ashamed. Your purpose in life is to serve men, so you want to be my sex slave, Xiaoling. Being my sex slave is your greatest wish, do you understand?”

Xiaoling frowned, seemingly wanting to resist.

Hansheng took a deep breath. “Xiaoling, tell me your greatest wish.” “I…I…” Xiaoling’s brows were deeply furrowed.

“Relax, Xiaoling,” Hansheng said softly. “Relax, you can trust me. The light behind me completely takes away your worries. Remember, I am the person you can trust most. Answering my questions will make you happy. You can tell me all your secrets…” Hansheng kept repeating his advice to Xiaoling, and only when he was sure that Xiaoling had no intention of resisting did he ask again, “Xiaoling, tell me your greatest wish.”

“I…” Xiaoling paused again, but then continued, “I hope to become your sex slave, completely obedient to your commands.” Hansheng

grinned wickedly. He had fantasized about creating a girlfriend who was completely obedient since he was a child. Of course, he wasn’t crazy enough to think that he could actually do it, but wasn’t this a once-in-a-lifetime opportunity? A woman who was completely out of his reach in college was now being hypnotized by him, telling him that her greatest wish was to become his sex slave.

He knew that Xiaoling would completely accept his suggestion.

This was perfect; he would make her dream come true.

Hansheng stood up, turned off the light on the disc, and then sat back down opposite Xiaoling.

“Xiaoling,” he said, “you are already my sex slave. Your subconscious is completely open to me. You will completely obey me, so I am your master, understand?” Xiaoling slightly raised her head and looked at him blankly.

“Xiaoling, what am I to you?”

“Master…” Xiaoling murmured.

Hansheng pinched her cheeks with his hands. “Xiaoling, you feel very excited, don’t you?” Xiaoling’s breathing became rapid. “Oh, God, yes.” She moaned.

“You need relief, don’t you?” Hansheng smiled. “Your body needs the nourishment of sex. You are lost. You are very excited now. You don’t want to think about anything.” “Yes! Yes!” Xiaoling clumsily unbuttoned her top. “I need sex!” “You will do anything for me because you are my sex slave and I am your master.” “Yes!” Xiaoling screamed. “I will do anything, master.” Hansheng directed Xiaoling to his bedroom, and then the two of them took off all their clothes.

Seeing the college beauty standing naked before him, Hansheng felt an unbelievable swelling in his genitals. He impatiently pushed Xiaoling onto the bed, and without any caresses, brazenly thrust his penis into her, pumping wildly.

Under Hansheng's hypnotic commands, Xiaoling was overwhelmed by wave after wave of orgasms. Even after Hansheng ejaculated his hot semen into her and left, she was still convulsing uncontrollably.

"Relax, Xiaoling," he commanded. "Relax, I want you to obey my commands." "Yes, Master." Xiaoling's body slowly stopped trembling, her limbs lying limply on the bed.

“You must go home now, Xiaoling,” Hansheng said, not intending to keep her imprisoned for 24 hours. “You will return home and live the same life as before.”

“Yes, Master.”

Led by Hansheng, Xiaoling returned to the room with the hypnotic disc. Just like at the beginning, the colorful lights were swirling before her eyes, only this time she was not wearing any clothes. Hansheng put on sunglasses, intending to give her some more instructions.

“Xiaoling,” he said slowly, “after you leave here, you will fully wake up from the hypnotic state. You will go home and not think about where you were tonight. You will go to bed and fall into a deep sleep immediately. When you wake up in the morning, it will be as if nothing happened today. You will feel very relaxed and refreshed. You will only remember everything here in your dreams.” “Only in my dreams…” Xiaoling murmured, “I will only remember.” “This dream makes you feel very excited and happy.”

“Excited…” Xiaoling’s voice was nasal, “Happy…” “You will think that this dream means you like me,” Hansheng said. “You will find yourself wanting to ask me out, even if your reason doesn’t want to, you can’t control your desires because of this unforgettable, lewd dream.” Xiaoling

made some sounds, but it was completely unintelligible what she was saying.

“And then there’s Xiaoling, this is the most important,” Hansheng continued. “If I invite you to my house, you’ll definitely agree. You don’t need to think too much, you’ll just agree to come. That way, you’ll have the chance to experience this exciting and joyful dream again.”

“A joyful…dream…” Xiaoling moaned, seemingly reaching another climax.

“Very good, you like this dream, Xiaoling. Tell me, who is your master in this dream?” “You are my master,” Xiaoling replied.

Hansheng turned off the light on the disc and took Xiaoling back to the bedroom. At her command, Xiaoling dressed herself, and Hansheng also put on his clothes. He then saw her off and watched her drive away.

He returned to the house, smiling with satisfaction. Everything had gone more smoothly than he had imagined.

Recalling Xiaoling's university days, Hansheng felt an even greater sense of conquest. He knew that Xiaoling could no longer resist his commands, and there were many more games to play with her in the future.

(Middle)

"This is a great story," Sheng Lun said. "If it weren't for her..." He glanced at Xiaoling, who was completely unaware of their conversation, "standing right here, I would never believe any of this." Hansheng snorted. "Anyway, she's standing here now," he looked up at her. "Xiaoling, please take the cup back and return here to await my next command." "Yes, Master," Xiaoling replied mechanically, then picked up the cup and returned to the kitchen. Not long after, she returned, still with her hands pressed tightly against her thighs, her eyes fixed straight ahead, awaiting her master's command.

Chen Xinling woke up at the crack of dawn.

She stretched and yawned, feeling refreshed and full of energy.

Thinking about her dream, she felt a surge of excitement. Everything in the dream felt so real, and the excitement it evoked seemed lingering. She remembered every detail; it was truly a delightful dream.

But one thing annoyed her: how could her master be him?

Li Hansheng? That was such a killjoy!

Regardless, the dream still made Xiaoling happy. Who cared what damned reason Hansheng might be the object of her fantasy? In reality, it was impossible. She didn't even want him to touch her hand, let alone obey his orders.

She remembered meeting him at the party yesterday. She really didn't want to work with him, but she figured they wouldn't run into each other too often. After all, she was in management, and Hansheng was in the technical department. Unless it was a meeting or a company party like yesterday, they wouldn't see each other.

“Of course I didn’t see any of that,” Hansheng explained, “but I think you can guess that she told me all of this herself.”

Sheng Lun nodded. “Okay, I know. Don’t worry about it, okay? Tell me what happened next.” He really wanted to know what was going on with Xiaoling.

“Alright,” Hansheng said, “Xiaoling has returned to her life and hasn’t realized what I did to her. Then I planned to take things further and possess her…”

Hansheng lived in fear for the next few days. If his instructions didn’t work as he imagined, he wouldn’t just lose Xiaoling, he might even be arrested and locked up. He didn’t know if Xiaoling would remember what happened between them that day.

But nothing happened, and he felt much more at ease. Obviously, his instructions had worked. Then he decided it was time to teach Xiaoling another lesson.

He waited until 4:30 before calling Xiaoling’s office.

Xiaoling replied, bewildered, "You want me to come to your house tonight? What for?" "I can't tell you over the phone," Hansheng answered cautiously. "It involves trade secrets. Do you want to come?"

"I..." Xiaoling hesitated. Their work didn't overlap, so she had no reason to go. Besides, if there was something important, couldn't she have said it all day at the company?

She wanted to refuse, but the recurring dream suddenly flooded her mind, sending a shiver down her spine. She let out a soft groan.

She took a deep breath, trying to calm herself. What did it matter? She wouldn't give Hansheng any chance anyway. Going to his house might be fine. "Okay, when?" "How about 7:30?"

"Okay, 7:30." Xiaoling hung up the phone and continued with her work.

Meanwhile, on the other end of the phone, Hansheng hung up with satisfaction. His hypnotic commands were indeed still in Xiaoling's mind. He knew that without hypnosis, she would never have agreed to his request, but now she was under his control and couldn't refuse. He imagined turning Xiaoling into a sex doll again; soon she would obediently follow his commands.

He licked his lips, thinking that one day he would make Xiaoling his sex slave around the clock, but not now. If she suddenly disappeared, it would arouse a lot of suspicion. But he was confident he could slowly pull her away from her original life.

That night, Hansheng put on a bathrobe, while Xiaoling stared naked at the hypnotic dial in front of her. Because she had just been thoroughly violated, she was still covered in sweat. Now, Hansheng prepared to give her further instructions.

“Xiaoling?” Hansheng asked. “Can you hear my voice?”

“Yes,” the girl answered in a small, dazed voice. “I can hear you.” “You are my sex slave, aren’t you, Xiaoling? A slave who only obeys his master’s orders.” “Yes,” Xiaoling shifted restlessly in the chair. “I am a slave. I only obey my master.”

“Xiaoling,” Hansheng said, “just like last time, when you leave here, you will wake up and go straight home. Just like last time, don’t think about what happened tonight at all. You will go to sleep immediately and sleep soundly until dawn. When you wake up, you will only feel that you experienced all of this in a dream. You will only feel that you had a happy erotic dream.”

“Happy…” Xiaoling mumbled, her eyes still not leaving the disc in front of her. “Erotic dream…” “That’s right,” Hansheng said immediately. “Just thinking about this dream will excite you, and you will find it hard not to recall it. It becomes difficult to think about other things. I will invite you again, and you will definitely accept my invitation because deep down you crave me. Your body and soul crave my command.”

“Yes,” Xiaoling answered, “I will…come over…” In truth, she had no idea what she was hearing or saying; her world consisted only of the dazzling colors of the disc.

“And when you come over,” Hansheng continued, “you will wear your sexiest clothes, you will want to show off your sexy long legs and full breasts, you will want to be the most beautiful in front of your master, understand?”

“Yes,” Xiaoling said without hesitation, “I will…wear my sexiest…ah…” Her body twitched; due to Hansheng’s previous hypnotic commands, Xiaoling still felt intense pleasure after answering the question.

“Not only that, Xiaoling, I also want you to buy some interesting sex toys, like some sex slave costumes, because you want me to give you more pleasure, because you crave more pleasure.” “Crave… pleasure… oh…”

“Very good, Xiaoling slave,” Hansheng said, standing behind Xiaoling and massaging her shoulders, “Next time I want you to come here, you will dress yourself very sexily and bring the sex toys you bought. You won’t question why you’re doing this; you will only completely obey my commands.” “I will… oh… obey…” Xiaoling’s body trembled with pleasure.

“Very good, Xiaoling slave.” Hansheng stepped forward and turned off the lights on the hypnotic dial. Xiaoling didn’t react at all; those dazzling lights had already been deeply implanted in her mind.

Not long after, Hansheng stood by the window watching Xiaoling drive away. Just like last time, Xiaoling completely obeyed his commands. His process of training her into a sex slave was perfect.

He planned to gradually intensify Xiaoling's desire to become a sex slave. He wanted to make her desire so strong that she couldn't work or think. He planned to give her an immediate hypnotic command the next time he brought her over, so he wouldn't need to use the hypnosis wheel anymore.

He was confident he could make Xiaoling willingly give up her life; she would ask to move in and become his sex slave, forgetting her past and only knowing how to obey her master.

"Wow!" Sheng Lun gasped. "Don't you feel any guilt at all? Turning a woman with a job and dreams into a puppet slave!" "Come on!" Han Sheng chuckled. "Have you forgotten how she treated us before? This is what she deserves."

"I have nothing to say to that," Sheng Lun turned to look at the woman who was still staring blankly ahead. "Fine, let's continue, let's continue."

"That's what friends are like," Han Sheng closed his eyes and thought for a moment. "Continue..."

Xiaoling was still annoyed. How could she have agreed to go to Han Sheng's house again?

She shook her head, her mind a jumbled mess. This was the third time he'd invited her, always claiming it was for work, and each time she felt like she'd agreed in a daze. Was it business? But she couldn't remember what they'd actually talked about!

Oh well, she figured he wouldn't dare touch her inappropriately, otherwise she'd definitely slap her across the face!

Suddenly, she remembered the erotic dreams she'd had these past few nights, and her body seemed to stir with excitement again. In the dreams, she always called Hansheng her master, obeying his every command. How could that be possible? She wondered, what was wrong with her mind? How could she have such bizarre dreams? She would never tell anyone about this dream, especially not Li Hansheng!

But this dream really excited her. She'd always fantasized about becoming someone's sex slave, though she preferred her work and life. When did these fantasies become so intense? It seemed like it was just a few days ago when she met Hansheng again.

This really bothered her. Whenever she thought about these dreams, she found it difficult to think about anything else, and the frequency of these dreams was increasing. It was a period of recent company mergers, and she couldn't afford to relax for a moment!

Finally, it was time to leave work. She planned to go home first, then go to Hansheng's house. She wanted to take a shower first, and then she felt there was something else she should do, but she couldn't remember.

She arrived home before six o'clock, with more than an hour before her appointment with Hansheng, so she could prepare at her leisure.

After showering, almost subconsciously, she changed into one of her few revealing outfits and put the sex toys she had inexplicably bought in the past few days into her handbag. After doing these things, she immediately forgot what she had just done.

She arrived at Hansheng's door precisely at seven o'clock. Hansheng opened the door and warmly invited her in.

“So,” she said impatiently, “what exactly do you want this time?” “Nothing much,” Hansheng reassured her, “just a few minor issues. It’s right here. I’ll show you. Please come this way.”

Hansheng led her to the small room they had been in before. Once inside, Xiaoling looked at the disc on the wall, feeling a strange yet familiar sensation. Without thinking, she naturally sat down in the chair opposite the disc.

Seeing this, Hansheng went forward and turned on the switch. The huge disc began to spin, swallowing Xiaoling’s thoughts… Xiaoling’s world gradually withered away. All she could see was the flickering light of the disc and a man’s voice. She couldn’t think; she could only follow the voice. The voice told her to look at the disc, to relax, and to wait for more commands.

Xiaoling obeyed. Obedience was so wonderful.

Hansheng smiled. After several hypnosis training sessions, Xiaoling entered a hypnotic state without resistance. In the previous training, Hansheng had her subconscious mind merge hypnosis with sensual sensations. Without his command, Xiaoling would naturally believe herself to be his sex slave simply by being hypnotized.

Hansheng rummaged through the handbag she had brought. She obediently brought a vibrator, a dildo, some strange clothing, and a collar.

At Hansheng's command, Xiaoling stood up and went to his bedroom as before. This time, however, Hansheng had more plans.

"Xiaoling," he commanded, "take off your clothes."

"Yes, Master," Xiaoling replied monotonously.

Hansheng grinned, watching this proud woman shamelessly remove her clothes one by one before him. Soon, Xiaoling stood naked before him.

Hansheng placed the collar she had brought on the table. "Xiaoling, put this dog collar on. When you put it on, you'll know you've completely become my slave. You don't need to lose your own personality; you'll live only for your master."

Xiaoling almost eagerly picked up the collar and put it around her neck, then trembled with excitement.

"You like this feeling, don't you, Xiaoling?"

"Yes, Master," Xiaoling's voice floated unsteadily, "I like it." Hansheng picked up the vibrator and gently teased Xiaoling's labia. When he felt that Xiaoling's vaginal fluids were sufficient, he inserted the vibrator, then picked up a pair of leather panties and dressed Xiaoling. Looking at Xiaoling like this, Hansheng felt his lower body almost burst out of his pants.

She was so beautiful, and completely belonged to him!

He led Xiaoling to his bathroom and made her stand in front of the full-length mirror. "Look at yourself, Xiaoling. You are a perfect slave. You belong to me. You were born for me, Xiaoling." Xiaoling let out a sharp moan. Without any command, her fingers moved to the center of her thigh, slowly and seductively caressing herself. She gasped and mumbled, "Yes, Master, I am a born sex slave."

"Remember, Xiaoling, I am your only master. You can only serve me." Xiaoling's hands continued to caress herself. "You are my master," she trembled with excitement, "My master... Oh!"

Hansheng panted heavily, his penis like a volcano about to erupt. "Xiaoling, come with me," he commanded, then walked towards the bathroom door, Xiaoling following behind him.

"Yes, Master."

Soon, their bodies were intertwined on the bed. Hansheng vigorously pumped his way through the bed, feeling an unprecedented excitement. His hands freely kneaded Xiaoling's full breasts, listening to her erotic moans, before quickly ejaculating his hot semen into her body. Then, he collapsed onto her sweat-drenched body and fell asleep, exhausted.

A while later, Hansheng woke up, startled. Thankfully, Xiaoling was still fast asleep. This wasn't what he expected; falling asleep like this was dangerous. If Xiaoling woke up before him, she might break free of his hypnotic control, and he might end up spending the rest of his life in prison.

It was time for Xiaoling to go home. Hansheng left first to get his things, then returned to the room. He lay on top of Xiaoling, gently patting her. "Xiaoling," he said softly, "Xiaoling, it's time to get up." "Hmm?" Xiaoling mumbled, squinting her eyes. "What...?" Suddenly her eyes widened. "What! What happened?" Hansheng gasped. She had indeed broken free of the hypnotic state. However, he was prepared. He took out the flashing device he had used to hypnotize Xiaoling the first time and shone it into her eyes.

A few minutes later, he put away the flash device. "Xiaoling, relax, there's nothing to worry about." Xiaoling lay weakly on the bed, repeating in a daze, "Nothing... to worry about." Her eyes were unfocused as she stared into the distance. In the dimly lit room, the effects of the flash device seemed even more pronounced than before.

"That's right," Hansheng continued, "Now get up, Xiaoling, and come with me." Without a word, Xiaoling simply followed him quietly. He led her back to the room with the hypnosis dial, had her sit in the chair, then put on sunglasses and turned on the dial.

“Xiaoling, you’ll go home soon. When you get home, you’ll take a good shower and then sleep soundly, as if nothing happened,” he paused for a moment. “When you wake up the next morning, you’ll feel relaxed and energetic. You won’t remember that I hypnotized you.” Xiaoling mechanically repeated his words, “I won’t remember…you hypnotized me…” Then she added, “Yes, Master.”

Seeing the hypnotized woman still so obedient, Hansheng’s lower body couldn’t help but become erect again, but he had to convince himself that he didn’t have time for her now. "You won't remember me hypnotizing you, but you will remember that you were my sex slave. You will clearly relive what we did tonight in your dreams and feel that it was your own desire."

Xiaoling repeated his words breathlessly, sweat covering her cheeks, making the light from the hypnosis wheel on her face even more dazzling. "My...desire..." Hansheng turned off the wheel. Xiaoling was still writhing in the chair. Looking at Xiaoling's appearance, Hansheng almost couldn't resist the urge to pounce on her on the bed again, but he had a better plan, and he had to follow his plan.

"Good girl, Xiaoling," he said to her, "it's time to go home. Come with me." Xiaoling obediently followed him to the living room, and then Hansheng took her original clothes and ordered her to put them on. Only after Xiaoling was dressed did he continue to give her new instructions.

“Xiaoling, once you leave my house, you will be fully awake. Then go home immediately. Before you get home, you won't think about what you just did. Once you're home, you will obey all the instructions I gave you. Tell me which instructions you received, Xiaoling.” Xiaoling repeated Hansheng's instructions word by word, and he nodded in satisfaction. “Friday afternoon, I will ask you to come to my house again. Before that, you will find yourself constantly fantasizing about being my sex slave. Do you understand, Xiaoling?”

“Yes, Master,”

Hansheng smiled. “After I summon you, you will go home before coming to my house and put on clothes suitable for a sex slave. When you arrive at my house, the moment you hear me say the word ‘sex slave,’ you will find yourself completely unable to resist my commands, unable to disobey your master. When you come to my house and hear me say ‘sex slave,’ you will forget everything else.” “When you say the word ‘sex slave’ to me…” Xiaoling moaned, “You are my… master… I will obey you… I won’t think about anything… oh…” She writhed in the chair, her head tilting back unconsciously.

“Very good, sex slave Xiaoling.” Hansheng rubbed his hands excitedly. Xiaoling accepted the advice better than he had imagined, and he wanted to completely transform her soon.

Hansheng saw her to the door and watched her drive away. Recalling what she had done to him at school, he couldn’t help but laugh.

Ah, he thought, this revenge is so satisfying!

“Indeed,” Sheng Lun said, with an envious tone, then pondered for a moment, “but I still think you shouldn’t hypnotize someone into doing something against their values. That’s too cruel.” Han Sheng grinned, “Say what you will,” then paused, explaining to Sheng Lun with a serious expression, “The fact is, a person can believe anything. There are no absolute values. Given enough time, you can change a person’s will. She’s happy, and I don’t think I did anything cruel.”

He took a breath and continued, “In short, hypnosis just makes a person more receptive to advice or more easily persuaded.”

He looked at his friend’s expression and continued, “As for Xiao Ling, I never made her feel any pain or discomfort. I just made her admit her desires…” “Enough, enough,” Sheng Lun interrupted him, “You’ve already done it anyway.” “That’s right,” Han Sheng said defiantly. “But I’m not finished yet…”

(Next)

Chen Xinling tossed and turned in bed, unable to fall asleep.

It started yesterday. She found herself fantasizing about becoming a sex slave. These fantasies were so real and intense. What puzzled her most was that in her fantasies, her master was always Li Hansheng.

She found herself unable to control the urge to seduce him. She knew he would take the bait; that guy had been drooling over her since college. But she didn't want him to be her master. She was an independent, modern woman; she knew she could control everything, just like before.

She thought perhaps she could have him pretend to be her master, but she could still refuse him.

She took a breath, and just thinking about Hansheng being her master sent an uncontrollable fire through her lower abdomen. She involuntarily touched her breasts and rubbed her alluring labia. Her breathing became more and more rapid, and she murmured almost unconsciously, "I am a sex slave..." Not long after, she convulsed on the ground, "I am a slave... I want to make my master happy... I am a slave... Ah..." She kept screaming until she reached orgasm.

Finally, feeling a blissful exhaustion, she lay there, utterly drained, thinking about buying more slave costumes, before slowly drifting off to sleep.

The next morning, Xiaoling rushed to a sex shop, buying sexy lingerie, a massager, high heels, and other items. As she drove to work, she couldn't help but fantasize about wearing these things in front of Hansheng. "

What's wrong with me?" she asked herself. "How could it be Li Hansheng!"

But it was the truth. She knew that man had been pursuing her since university, and she believed he still loved her. She believed he would accept her request without hesitation. She believed Hansheng would do anything for her. Thinking about it, she unconsciously smiled foolishly.

Friday afternoon arrived quickly, and Xiaoling felt a strange panic, as if there was something she needed to do but hadn't finished. She couldn't concentrate on her work at all. She used to be very confident in her work efficiency, but these past few days, she had been constantly restless. Every time she closed her eyes, the image of herself standing naked in front of Hansheng would appear in her mind, and she felt like she was going crazy.

Suddenly, the phone rang. She answered, "This is Chen Xinling, hello. How can I help you?"

"Xiaoling, it's me," came Hansheng's familiar voice, "I need you to come to my house again, at the same time, okay?"

"Okay," Xiaoling heard herself answer. Without even thinking, those words inexplicably burst out, "I'll come." She hung up the phone.

She shook her head, not understanding what she had done each time she went to Hansheng's house. Why couldn't she remember anything, only fantasizing about being his slave?

Those fantasies occasionally awakened her desires. She thought that she didn't actually hate Hansheng that much. To be honest, he hadn't done anything to disgust her. If Hansheng pursued her again, she might accept him—those dreams, to hell with them, they were just dreams.

She knew reality was different from dreams. Even if she wanted to be with Hansheng, she would control everything; she was the one who gave the orders.

When Xiaoling drove to Hansheng's house, the lights were on, the sky was dark, and the broken clouds were tinged with the blood-red color of the setting sun.

Xiaoling didn't know what Hansheng wanted her to do, but that didn't matter. She had her own plans. She parked her car, smiled, picked up her handbag full of things, walked to the door, and pressed the doorbell.

Hansheng quickly opened the door. "You're right on time," he said. "Come in." Xiaoling went inside, and Hansheng closed the door behind her. The beautiful girl suddenly had a bad feeling, as if something was about to happen, but she just frowned and told herself that she was safe here.

"What do you want?" she asked. Whatever they wanted to do next, Hansheng would have to have a good reason for calling her over; this guy wouldn't be so bold.

“Oh, I’m sorry,” Hansheng said, “Didn’t I make myself clear? I just took on a new project, and I wanted to show you my progress.”

“What project?”

“It’s about slaves,” Hansheng said, his eyes gleaming, “a project about training sex slaves.” “Sex slaves… oh,” Xiaoling gasped. The moment she heard Hansheng utter those two words, her nightly dreams suddenly flooded back, all the images and feelings overwhelming her. She felt she could no longer control herself. “Oh… God…”

“What’s wrong, Xiaoling?” Hansheng asked innocently. “You look… strange.” “I… I want… to be your sex slave…” Xiaoling said firmly, “I want… you to be my… master…”

“Why, Xiaoling?” Hansheng teased her deliberately. “I didn’t know you had this kind of fetish.” “I…oh…I don’t care anymore…” Xiaoling groaned, “I want…I don’t care about anything…”

Hansheng saw the handbag that Xiaoling had just dropped. He squatted down and rummaged through it. Inside were many slave and SM props. Hansheng smiled. He hadn’t ordered Xiaoling to bring these things, which was a good sign; her will was now in accordance with his orders.

Hansheng feigned surprise and asked her what these things were about.

“I…oh! I want to wear these things…to seduce you…” Xiaoling said, trembling all over. “I want to sleep with you…I know you…you’ll agree to anything I ask…” “Slut,” Hansheng scoffed. He never expected that Xiaoling would still try to take advantage of him even now. “Sex slave Xiaoling,” he put his arm around her trembling shoulders and led her into the bathroom. “Why don’t you put on what you brought today, Xiaoling? You wanted this yourself, didn’t you?” “Oh, God, yes!” Xiaoling trembled and convulsed in Hansheng’s arms. Just thinking about becoming a sex slave made her feel waves of orgasmic currents coursing through her body.

“Good girl, sex slave Xiaoling,” Hansheng smiled, deliberately repeating those two words, knowing it would make Xiaoling even more unable to extricate herself. “After you change your clothes, you will return to the living room so I can have a good look at you.” “Yes, Master,” she mumbled, “Oh…yes, Master!”

Sheng Lun almost groaned, “Oh my god, what you’re saying is exactly what you’d find in porn magazines or adult films!”

Hansheng laughed, “Yeah, isn’t it?” He looked at the silent Xiaoling beside him and nodded, “But have you ever seen such a beautiful AV actress?”

“I still find it hard to believe you turned her into…” He also looked at Xiaoling, a sudden flutter in his heart, “Like this.”

“It’s not difficult, it just takes time,” Hansheng replied, “Every time she obeys my command, every time she becomes my sex slave, she becomes even more unable to extricate herself from my hypnosis. In fact, she starts to accept my commands without hypnosis, which is what I want…”

Chen Xinling returned to the living room, and Hansheng sat in a chair, looking up at her.

"How do I look, Master?" Xiaoling had initially resisted before coming out, but once she stood before Hansheng, nothing else mattered. She wanted to be his slave; she was his slave. A voice inside her kept urging her to stop thinking. She loved obedience; she loved obeying her master. Hansheng

exclaimed in admiration. Xiaoling looked incredibly alluring now. She wore only a thin undergarment that barely covered her vital parts, a collar around her neck, and gazed at him with a mixture of fear and adoration.

Hansheng led her to the mirror. "Xiaoling, look at yourself." "Oh," she gasped, "I look like a...sex slave." "That's right, you are, sex slave Xiaoling," Hansheng put his arm around her shoulder, and she nestled against him obediently. "Your wish has come true. You have become my sex slave, Xiaoling. Say it. Once you say it yourself, you'll find that it's an undeniable fact." "I...I am your sex slave." She looked at herself in the mirror, her last shred of self-respect completely gone. All she knew was that she had to obey her master.

“Good girl, Xiaoling,” Hansheng said gently, “you are my sex slave. You want to please your master. Who is your master? Tell me, Xiaoling.”

“You…” she moaned happily, “you are my master.” “Say it again,” Hansheng commanded, “say: ‘You are my master, Hansheng.’” “You are my master, Hansheng,” Xiaoling said, feeling incredibly excited, her heart no longer filled with doubt, “you are my master, Hansheng.”

“Good girl,” Hansheng smiled with satisfaction, “then what will you do for your master, Xiaoling?” “Anything,” she moved closer to him, whispering in his ear, “I am willing to do anything for you.”

Hansheng almost couldn’t stand up. He groaned softly, hugged Xiaoling tightly, kissed her lips, and thrust his tongue deep into her mouth. He couldn’t remember what happened next.

When he regained his senses, they were both naked. He lay on the sofa, while Xiaoling knelt beside him, kissing his entire body and murmuring, "I am your sex slave, I will serve my master."

Hansheng's penis became erect again. He picked up Xiaoling, preparing to vent his desire one last time. He thought it was time to take the final step.

"What final step?" Sheng Lun asked.

"Isn't it obvious?" Hansheng said with a smile. "I created Xiaoling's slave personality, but she's still a strong woman. As long as she leaves here, she'll go back to her original life." "This is my final step," a wicked glint flashed in Hansheng's eyes, "completely removing her self-esteem. I want her to be my sex slave 24/7. I want her to live her whole life serving her master, living for me!"

Sheng Lun smiled. "Haven't you succeeded?"

"Not only that, I have to be very careful," Hansheng said seriously, "because all this transformation has to feel natural to everyone, including her. I want her to feel that becoming my sex slave was her own decision."

Xiaoling sat at her desk, trying to calm down, but she couldn't. Strange erotic images kept swirling in her mind, making it impossible for her to think about her current work. She kept thinking about the last time Hansheng's huge penis penetrated her body.

She couldn't understand why she kept thinking about Hansheng. She only remembered that the last time she went to his house, he said something that she couldn't listen to anymore. She was almost crazy about wanting him, no, she should say she wanted to serve him. Then they had a wild sex session.

She shook her head; her memory of that night wasn't entirely clear.

What exactly happened to her? She had said she would be in control of everything, but standing before Hansheng, she lost all her resolve. Not only did she lose control of nothing, she had truly become a lowly sex slave. She couldn't really remember; she only felt completely unable to think, only able to wait for Hansheng's next command.

Then they made love, and Hansheng took her home. She left satisfied, took a shower, and fell into a deep sleep, just like any other ordinary day.

She couldn't figure out if she was afraid or expectant. On one hand, she felt this inexplicable desire weighing her down, making it impossible for her to work or live; on the other hand, she felt a satisfaction and joy she had never experienced before. She knew Hansheng would definitely come looking for her again, and she had absolutely no right to refuse.

She strained her entire focus to barely finish her work, making numerous mistakes—mistakes she would never have made before. When her boss asked what was wrong, she simply replied "nothing." Of course, how could she tell him the truth?

"I maintained this situation for about three months," Hansheng said. "Every week, I would have Xiaoling come to my house one day and repeat my previous advice to her. Later, I didn't even need to make up work excuses anymore. Even though she realized my purpose, she still couldn't stop her desire to come."

"At the same time, I was also watching her work," Hansheng continued. "Just as I planned, her work ability deteriorated. She slowly forgot what she had learned, and she found it increasingly difficult to think about anything other than becoming my sex slave." Hansheng smiled slyly. "I knew the time was ripe. That time, her original job was temporarily filled by someone else. She called me and asked if she could come to see me, and of course I agreed..."

“I don’t know what’s wrong with me, Hansheng,” Xiaoling complained. “Manager Chen scolded me all day yesterday, and the worst part is, everything he said was true.”

She suddenly realized that confiding in Hansheng felt so natural, though she didn’t know when it had started. Regardless, she felt Hansheng was trustworthy; she knew he would never do anything to hurt her.

“I’ve been making mistakes lately, I’m so forgetful, I can’t concentrate at all, my mind is always…” She stopped, shrinking back, feeling her face burning red.

Hansheng smiled. “What’s on your mind, Xiaoling? Tell me, you can tell me.” Although Hansheng said this, he actually knew what Xiaoling was thinking, and in fact, she couldn’t not tell him.

Xiaoling blushed even more. “I keep imagining myself as a slave, a sex slave, especially since I came here… um… you know… I…” Xiaoling stammered, “Sometimes, I almost forget I’m an office lady.”

“Could you explain it more clearly?” Hansheng asked deliberately.

Xiaoling took a deep breath, looking at the man who had suddenly changed her life. "Every time I come here, I feel like a real sex slave. I forget who I am. I only know that I must obey my master," Xiaoling's body trembled slightly. "I never thought I would be so involved, but the feeling is really amazing!" "

Is that so?" Hansheng responded. "Tell me about your work." "Hmm," Xiaoling's face became even redder. "Recently, even in the office, I sometimes suddenly forget who I am. I sit quietly in my chair, waiting for my master to give me instructions," she took another deep breath. "It takes me a while to come back to my senses." Hansheng stroked his chin, pretending to be troubled. "Hmm, let me think." In fact, Hansheng wanted to burst out laughing. Xiaoling's condition was exactly as he wished, even more perfect than he had expected.

“Perhaps we should stop this game first; it might help you.” “No!” Xiaoling cried out, “I don’t want this, please, Hansheng,” her breathing became rapid, “I want to, please, otherwise I’ll go crazy!” Hansheng gently stroked Xiaoling’s long hair. “Alright,” he comforted her, “If you don’t want to stop, then don’t stop.”

Xiaoling finally relaxed. “Shall we start now?” she giggled. “Hansheng, please, let’s start now.”

“Wait a minute,” Hansheng replied, “I need to show you something first.” He stood up and gestured for Xiaoling to follow him, which she did.

Hansheng stood behind Xiaoling, who was sitting naked in a chair. His hand gently rested on her shoulder, but Xiaoling didn’t feel it. Now, her world consisted only of the eerie light before her. Her face was expressionless, her lips slightly parted, and she had fallen into a deep hypnotic state.

His plan was progressing smoothly. Xiaoling was now hopelessly addicted to becoming a slave. He had just brought her here, and before he even turned on the switch, she had already entered a hypnotic state.

Hansheng's genitals had been swollen for a while; he was about to release himself inside Xiaoling, but before that, he had to do some things.

"You like being a sex slave, don't you, Xiaoling?"

"Yes, Master," Xiaoling gasped. Besides the light before her, Hansheng's voice was everything to her. She had to answer that voice; she had to obey it. "I like being a sex slave." "You want to be my sex slave all the time, don't you?" Hansheng's voice was full of temptation. "You want to forget your identity and become my complete sex slave." "Yes, Master," the hypnotized woman answered, "Forget my identity…become a complete sex slave…" She licked her lips.

Hansheng smiled with satisfaction. His months of training Xiaoling were nearing completion. He knew Xiaoling's will had been shattered by the flames of desire, and now he would use that flame to burn away her last remaining resistance and reshape her personality.

"You know that here, you can be my slave," he said to the dazed Xiaoling. "When you're here with me, you're my sex slave, just like your fantasies. You can be my sex slave forever."

"Forever...sex...slave..." Xiaoling groaned, writhing in the chair, her eyes never leaving the disc before her.

"If you continue working at the company, you can't be my sex slave, Xiaoling," Hansheng told her. "You must resign."

"Resign...?" Xiaoling blinked, making a struggling expression, as if she were waking up, but only for a moment. The flashing light before her eyes immediately returned her to a deep hypnotic state.

“That’s right, Xiaoling, the sex slave,” Hansheng repeated the word “sex slave,” making sure Xiaoling remained in a stable hypnotic state. “You must resign. You will tell everyone that you are pursuing better opportunities, but you will not tell anyone the truth, because they don’t need to know.” Xiaoling vaguely repeated Hansheng’s instructions.

“After you resign, you will move in with me,” Hansheng continued to command. “Because you want to become my sex slave, you will move into my house.” He paused for a moment. “After you move in, I will make you a real sex slave. This is your greatest wish, isn’t it, Xiaoling? You are completely unable to resist your desires. A real sex slave will completely obey her master. You cannot resist this desire, you don’t want to resist it, you have never even thought of resisting it, because you so desperately want to become my sex slave.”

“To become your…sex…slave…” Xiaoling murmured, her head swaying weakly, but her eyes remained fixed on the light before her. Her hand unconsciously moved to her chest. “I don’t want to…resist…I want…to be your…sex slave…ah…!” she cried out in pleasure.

“Good girl, Xiaoling,” Hansheng said, “Only by my side can you become my sex slave. I am the only one who can help you, so after you quit your job, you will move here immediately. You must move here to completely become my sex slave. You will do anything a sex slave should do.” “Anything,” Xiaoling gasped, “Master.” Hansheng

felt a surge of encouragement. Without any of his commands, Xiaoling had called him master, which meant that in her heart, she had already accepted him as her master. Thinking of this, Hansheng felt an even more intense urge in his lower body.

That night was the most satisfying Hansheng had experienced in recent days. He whispered in Xiaoling's ear that he wanted her to be his eternal sex slave, and Xiaoling became wildly excited. The hypnotized woman clamped her thighs tightly around him, seemingly wanting his penis to penetrate deeper into her womb. She kissed him frantically, her hands waving incessantly.

The lights of the spinning wheel flickered behind her, taking away all her reason. She was no longer Chen Xinling; she was merely a slave, a sex slave to please her master.

Exhausted, Hansheng fell asleep without realizing it. When he woke up, Xiaoling was still sitting naked and dazed beside him, her hands gently roaming over his body. His body immediately reacted again. He picked up Xiaoling and thrust his lower body deep into her once more… “Go to hell!” Shenglun shouted, “Don’t stop now!” Hansheng opened his mouth and smiled, “Actually, there’s not much to say about this part. Later, Xiaoling went home as usual, only remembering that we made love and that she increasingly liked the role of a sex slave.”

"The next morning, she had her documents ready, and just like on my orders, she told everyone she wanted to pursue more of her potential and therefore wanted to leave her current job, without mentioning me at all." "Her boss didn't show much displeasure, which I think is thanks to how my recent 'training' had significantly reduced her work performance. She had a farewell lunch with her colleagues, and then began handing over her final tasks."

Hansheng grinned again. "Because of some personnel arrangements, her resignation won't take effect for another two weeks. This time is perfect for her to pack her things; she has no reason not to move." "She came, she knows how much she wants to be my slave, she remembers all those wonderful times we had sex, she just doesn't remember me hypnotizing her," he laughed. "When I asked her to move in, she didn't object at all." He paused, then continued, "In those days she started moving her things in, and we would go to sex shops together after she left the company to buy some slave-related items, and finally she moved in," he smiled smugly, looking at Xiaoling who stood silently to the side, "You've seen my results too?"

Sheng Lun chuckled, "Of course."

"Do you want to try her out?" Han Sheng said frivolously, knowing that Sheng Lun must be getting impatient while listening to his story.

"Are you serious?" Sheng Lun's eyes widened.

“Of course,” Hansheng replied, “Why not? I know how she treated you in the past. Now that I finally have a chance to have her, why wouldn’t I agree?”

“Sex slave Xiaoling,” he commanded Xiaoling, “take my friend Shenglun to the room. You want to have sex with him, you want him to fuck your cunt because it will make me happy. You’re willing to do anything to please your master, right?”

“Yes, master,” Xiaoling replied emotionlessly, then smiled at Shenglun, “Please come with me, Shenglun. I want to have sex with you, I want you to fuck my cunt.”

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