The Erotic Mind-Control Story Archive

Falling For Her Tits

Chapter 13

Amy stood in her bedroom doorway and stared in shock at the unexpected visitor.

“Diana?”

With a long mane of curly brown hair, piercing green eyes and pouty lips Diana was all but sculpted to be a beautiful model. And that was without going into her spectacular body, which Amy loved to keep close. It was clear to see why Diana was considered the hottest girl in the school as Amy took in her stunning appearance. Even though she was only lounging lazily on Amy’s bed and casually flipping through her phone Amy felt herself getting turned at the chance to fool around with her again. The second she heard Amy’s voice Diana’s face lit up brilliantly.

“Amy!” she shouted excitedly, tossing her phone aside. From all fours she leapt off the bed like a pouncing leopard, giving Amy barely enough time to brace herself before her girlfriend tackled into her like a blonde missile. She showered Amy in adoring kisses, smiling wide to show off the cute dimples in her cheeks that Amy always said she loved.

Once the shock wore off Amy lost herself in the other girl’s excitement, returning her kiss and letting her hands explore the spectacular body she’d missed holding for so long. In those few precious moments Amy felt like it was a perfect end to an already perfect day. But remembering the rest of the day brought reality back in and she had to break the kiss.

“What are you doing back here? I thought your family would be gone for another week.”

“We managed to come back early,” Diana purred, her sultry eyes practically begging Amy for more fun. “And I thought I’d surprise my favorite girlfriend.”

Normally that never failed to plant a smile on Amy’s face, only now talking to Diana felt… different. Before she could try to examine the strange feeling further Diana suddenly reached out and cupped Amy’s huge breasts, cutting off her train of thought. Diana smiled as she heard Amy take in a shaky breath and let out a long, quiet moan of pleasure. She licked her lips and started slipping down to her knees, her hands leaving Amy’s tits to start unzipping her girlfriend’s jeans.

Amy stared down at the incredibly sexy girl beneath her, knowing just how desperate she must be for a taste of Amy’s pussy. She’d gone a whole week without a chance to eat out her girlfriend, after all, and with the way Amy addicted the girl to her taste she was sure to be-

Just as Diana started to slide the jeans down Amy reached out and caught her hands to stop her. Diana turned her head up to show Amy a pleading look, wondering what she must have done wrong to be denied a chance to taste her pussy. Amy only smiled sadly and shook her head.

“I can’t, Diana. I mean, not yet.”

Diana let out a desperate whimper but got up off of her knees.

“Okay, Amy. If you say so,” she muttered, standing there quietly. Without any other orders Diana just stood there staring aimlessly around the room, like a machine that hadn’t been programmed to do anything yet.

And that’s when Amy realized what the problem was. She had an incredibly sexy girl eager to go down on her but she felt… guilty. Amy balled up her fist, feeling her anger flare as she thought of everything Cathy had done to her the past week. Now the flat chested bitch had even ruined her time with Diana.

Even as she felt herself getting angry she knew it wasn’t really Cathy’s fault. Well, Cathy had done plenty of humiliating things to her to deserve punishment, but she hadn’t really done anything to her involving Diana, but that’s probably only because she hadn’t gotten the chance yet. No doubt she would have ordered Amy to release Diana from the brainwashing that kept her as the doting and loyal girlfriend she’d been transformed into. Which was hardly fair of course. Before Amy had put the sexy girl under her power Diana had been one of the worst people in their school.

Gina, the former cheerleader captain might have been the stereotypical high school mean girl, but Diana was the ruthless dictator of the school’s social order. She’d cyberbullied people so relentlessly that they’d end up transferring school districts, and all because they’d happen to accidentally bump into her in the hallway. She’d been a holy terror, and the day Amy had finally hypnotized her into being an adoring sex slave had been one of the proudest of her life.

Sure, in the months since Amy might have taken things too far and wound up using people herself, but putting a stop to Diana’s wicked ways had clearly been a public service. Now the high school hottie would regularly volunteer, study for her classes (and Amy’s classes too), and was all around just a sweetheart. Perhaps that’s why the school turned around to loving Amy back when she’d only just discovered her powers, still mostly the shy and quiet nerd. They’d thought of her as a hero for being able to turn Diana good just by becoming her girlfriend. And all that social goodwill had made it a lot easier for Amy to start brainwashing most of them into following her with even more passion and obedience.

Amy shook her head, trying to focus on the present. Diana was still standing there, waiting with her cheeks flushed in clear arousal, nipples poking through her thin shirt. Panting like a dog in heat Diana simply stood there staring at Amy’s tits with such open longing. Amy bit her lip then stepped forward and grabbed the bottom of the girl’s shirt, sliding it up over her head with no resistance at all.

So she was taking advantage of Diana. Clearly she deserved it for being such a complete and utter terrible human being before. Amy had turned her good, and so she should deserve to get to sleep with her as her reward. Even that hypocrite Cathy couldn’t argue with logic like that. Diana had tossed off her bra, exposing her pert tits and rosy nipples. Amy smiled, looking forward to having some fun of her own for once. Cathy may have given her a choice in getting to play with Brooke, loosening the leash enough for Amy to choose for herself, but that mental collar was still locked tight around Amy’s mind. This would be her first chance for some of her own fun.

Amy reached out to grope the luscious breasts in front of her, only to find her hands freezing in place instead. She tried again but couldn’t overcome the mental barrier there. Angrily she threw her hands down and stomped her feet like a two year old having a tantrum.

Diana jumped back in surprise, watching as Amy fumed. “What’s wrong, Amy? Are you okay?”

“No I’m not,” Amy shouted in frustration. Taking a moment to stop Amy tried to relax, calm herself, but it still didn’t help. She stared at the topless Diana longingly, wishing she could just take the girl and fuck her in all the depraved ways she used to. But Cathy had gone and showed her that she still had a conscience tucked away in her subconscious and it just wouldn’t let her get close to playing with the brainwashed girl.

Amy collapsed into her chair, frowning as she pulled out her phone. Great, so Cathy wins this round too. No choice left but to call Cathy and get it over with. She’ll hypnotize Diana and remove the beautifully adoring girlfriend that Amy had worked so hard to turn her into. Hopefully she’ll at least condition Diana so she stays nice, even Cathy wouldn’t bring back the queen bee’s reign of terror on the school. Amy considered trying to take care of it herself but Cathy had made sure the cheerleader was incapable of using her mind controlling breasts on others without permission. Besides, not like Amy could stop herself. She had to call Cathy and tell her everything because… well, because…

Amy blinked, stopping before she dialed the number. Tentatively she pulled her finger away from the call button, waiting to feel the all too familiar constricting pull of Cathy’s control on her thoughts. Only nothing happened. It didn’t make any sense to her. Cathy had programmed her mind with such skill Amy had to begrudgingly be impressed. She’d left Amy no chance for escape, no loophole to slip through. And yet she had Diana sitting right across from her, still smiling with her tits out, and Amy felt no compulsion to inform Cathy.

That’s when it hit her. She’d told Cathy that her girlfriend would be gone for another week, because that’s what she thought too. No doubt Cathy had something in mind, would probably program the instructions into the cheerleader’s head in a day or two. But clearly she hadn’t set anything up yet. Amy’s lips stretched into a shocked smile, heart soaring. With Cathy’s careful planning she’d taken every chance away for Amy to rebel. But now she had Diana as her secret weapon.

Amy started giggling, then laughing hysterically as she tossed the phone on her desk. Her mind was running overtime trying to come up with plans, her perfect chance to turn the tables on Cathy. Diana watched her girlfriend’s latest wild mood swing, utterly confused about what was happening but programmed well enough to know never to question Amy. Instead she sat there patiently with her breasts on display, horny as hell and wishing Amy would finally give her permission to eat her out.

The possibilities were rushing through Amy’s head, yet none of them seemed to fit. Send Diana over to Cathy’s house to beat her up? Sounded satisfying but wouldn’t really free Amy from her control. Teach Diana how to hypnotize Cathy for her? No, Amy wasn’t even sure how her own powerful tits worked, much less how to hypnotize people without using supernatural forces to do it. Send Diana to beat Cathy up? No, she’d dismissed that idea already. Though it did seem tempting. But then again she didn’t want to really hurt Cathy at all. She just wanted to be free from her grip so that Amy could decide to do the right thing herself, to make up for her own mistakes… and turn Cathy into her own plaything to humiliate for a change. Oh the things she’d do to that girl to pay her back in full.

Then Amy smacked her forehead, wondering why she didn’t realize it before. All of her plans involved sending Diana in on her own. Almost like she never even considered being able to break free of Cathy’s control as an option. Even thinking it out loud made it sound impossible, Cathy had tied her mind up so tight with her commands it would be impossible to slip out. But she’d completely forgotten about handling Diana, which meant there might be other loopholes. And why was she holding Cathy up in such high regards anyway? Unless that was part of the programming Cathy had put in, tricking Amy into believing she was more powerful than she really was to keep the cheerleader from even thinking of escaping.

Ooh, the bitch was good. Amy slapped her cheek lightly as punishment. There she went again complimenting Cathy. Still, Amy knew that up until know she’d hardly been able to resist at all. She’d manage for a few fantastic seconds to hold off but then she’d go sinking down anyway. Although earlier she’d almost managed to hypnotize Cathy. The girl had practically put herself into trance staring at Amy’s tits. Which meant it was certainly possible to accomplish, Amy just had to make sure she could resist longer then Cathy could.

Amy turned to Diana and smiled, the unsuspecting girlfriend smiling back happily. At least now Amy had a test subject to work with.

“Hey Diana, can you do me a favor and sit over on the bed? I wanna try something.”

Her girlfriend smiled sweetly and promptly sat on the bed, her pert breasts bouncing beautifully. Amy couldn’t stop from staring, losing focus for a second before returning to her senses. Maybe all tits had the ability to hypnotize people, Amy thought whimsically. Hers just happened to be the most powerful of all.

Amy took a deep breath, readying herself. All she had to do was put Diana into trance. She’d fallen under her spell so many times it should be easy to pull off. Just had to resist Cathy’s orders and hypnotize her. Deciding she was as ready as possible Amy tore open her blouse, thankful she’d wound up losing her bra back at Brooke’s house as her enormous tits bounced free. Diana gasped, mind so naturally addicted to Amy’s tits she felt pleasure spiking through her body just from staring at them. Amy felt a smile creeping over her lips. Yes, it was working, she was-

“Mhm, they look amazing as ever,” Diana said with a smirk, licking her lips. “Can I suck on them please? Or I can eat you out, if you want.” She was toying with her own tits as she stared at Amy’s body. Her voice was dripping with seduction and arousal… but no hint of the mindless trance she usually went into.

Amy tossed the shirt off, thrusting out her chest and trying to focus again, but Diana still just watched her with the same eager and grateful smile. The blonde cheerleader grumbled to herself, wondering how she was supposed to make the power work. Most of the time it just happened naturally and she never thought of how she actually pulled it off. If only her tits came with an instruction manual.

She pushed her chest out further, going up on her toes as she tried to make her tits more… well, she didn’t know what she was doing but clearly it wasn’t working yet. Finally Amy fell back and gasped for air, unaware she’d been holding her breath as she tried to exert herself.

“Just great,” Amy mumbled to herself as she fell back in her chair. “If I can’t brainwash Diana how am I supposed to even come close to taking down Cathy?”

Diana blinked in surprise. “What was that?”

“Nothing,” Amy said quickly. Diana smiled as the words slipped out of her memory. If Amy told her it was nothing then she didn’t have to worry about it. Watching the worry drain from her face Amy only felt more defeated. Diana was still programmed to obey her completely and yet she couldn’t put her into trance.

Maybe it was worrying over her powers, or from feeling so helpless and alone but Amy suddenly recalled the very first time she’d ever hypnotized someone. The day she’d first discovered her fantastic ability her tits possessed. Amy straightened up in the chair, curious. Maybe there was some clue there she’d always missed.

The day still stood out vividly in her memory as one of the worst days of her life that suddenly transformed into the best day she’d ever had so far. It had been at the beginning of senior year, when Amy had finally worked up the courage to try out for cheerleading which had ended with Gina the team captain completely humiliating her. In front of all the other girls Gina had ordered Amy to attempt handstands that sent her shirt flying up to reveal her huge tits, earning plenty of mocking laughter from the audience.

Amy squirmed uncomfortably in her chair, glossing over that particular part of the day. It had been awful for her, but it did lead to a strange opportunity. The humiliated blonde had sped out of the gymnasium with tears in her eyes when she heard someone shouting her name.

“Hey wait! You’re Amy, right?”

She sniffed and wiped her eyes, refusing to give the girl the satisfaction of seeing her upset. “Yeah, did you come to laugh at me more?”

“No, no, it’s not like that. I’m Lydia.” Amy finally turned to the girl, noting a pretty girl with soft curves tucked into her cheerleading uniform, but most importantly she seemed genuinely concerned. Instantly Amy’s eyes were drawn to the wide swell of her hips, forcing her to wear a longer skirt to her cheer leading uniform to try and cover up her impressive ass. Amy suddenly blushed and turned away to keep from staring. She’d always been aware of her classmates staring at her huge tits and figured Lydia might feel the same way about her ass. Although Amy also felt her body heating up and her mind coming up with naughty fantasies of what she wanted to do with the cheerleader and it was best to stop that right away.

“Nice to meet you,” Amy said awkwardly, realizing she hadn’t replied.

“I’m sorry for how the girls treated you in there. To be honest I think Gina might have been jealous of your… you know,” Lydia finished, gesturing at her chest.

Amy giggled, it was hard not to laugh at Lydia’s innocent blushing.

“It was a stupid idea to try out anyway.”

“No, it wasn’t. I think it was brave,” Lydia said sweetly. “It’s hard to try and go for something with all that pressure on you.”

Amy nodded, starting to get the impression that Lydia had something else to say. The cheerleader glanced around nervously, hands wringing the front of her dress which made it bunch up, revealing soft, pale thighs. Amy let out a sigh as she drank in the sight. What she wouldn’t give for a chance to kiss at those thighs. To kiss higher and taste her. Actually being able to lick at another woman’s pussy was something Amy dreamed of almost every night.

“You’re a lesbian, right?” Lydia suddenly said, knocking Amy back to earth.

She flushed with guilt. Had Lydia caught her checking her out? No, Lydia was staring off into the distance, deliberately not looking at Amy.

The blonde coughed. “Well, yeah, I am.”

Lydia nodded but kept staring at the parking lot. “Have you ever been with another woman?”

Amy sighed, guessing where this was going. As the school’s only outright lesbian she’d often get classmates and teachers asking her if she was sure it wasn’t just a phase of some kind. It didn’t help that she’d never actually so much as kissed another girl, but Amy was still certain of what she wanted.

“No, I’ve never been with another woman. But I’m still sure that—”

“Would you like to?”

Amy stopped short. “What?”

Lydia blushed, finally looking at Amy. “Would you like to sleep with me?”

She just stared at Lydia, mouth hanging open. This- it had to be some kind of prank. Yeah, Gina put her up to it to humiliate her even more.

Almost as if she read her mind Lydia put up her hands innocently.

“I swear, this isn’t some kind of a set up. I know it must seem random but, well, I thought you were really kind of brave going out there like that. And you’re pretty cute too. And those tits!” Lydia let her eyes drop to Amy’s cleavage, all but licking her lips at the sight. Amy stared in awe. It was a shock to see another woman so openly desiring her.

“You… you really want to sleep with me?”

Lydia bit her lip, eyes darting around nervously. “I mean, maybe not go all the way. Yet. But I would like to just… play around a little.”

Amy’s heart was racing, anxiety higher then when she’d gone in for the try outs. This was her chance to actually be with someone. Not only that but someone as hot as the voluptuous cheerleader in front of her. It was like all the lesbian romance stories she’d read online, but stuff like that was just supposed to be fantasy.

Lydia suddenly took Amy’s hand and put a piece of paper into it. “If you’re interested just come by my house at 8.” Then before Amy could think on it Lydia took off running, while Amy stood there frozen in silent amazement.

The next four hours were some of the most stressful of Amy’s life. The utter humiliation she suffered at the cheerleading try outs hardly even registered to her now. Instead she was focused on the next possible humiliation she would suffer if this was some kind of a prank. Half the time she was ready to toss Lydia’s address away and forget about the whole thing, but the other half Amy spent modeling her entire wardrobe in front of a mirror, nervously wondering what Lydia would like best. Finally she settled on a simple white dress that she immediately regretted as she headed up Lydia’s driveway. Luckily any doubts she had vanished when Lydia opened the door and offered her a bright smile that made Amy’s heart soar.

“You look great,” Lydia informed her, sensing how nervous Amy was.

“Thanks. I thought about wearing something a bit more… slutty, for you,” Amy said to the floor.

Lydia giggled. “Really? I would’ve loved to have seen that.”

“I just figured I should wear something that doesn’t immediately scream to your parents that I’m here to fool around with your daughter.”

“My parents are out of town actually, some kind of auction.” Lydia took hold of Amy’s hand, leading her up the stairs towards her room. Apparently Lydia had decided to change for the occasion too, switching the modest outfit from before for a short, pleated skirt that swayed with each step Lydia climbed, each time revealing a tantalizing flash of her blue panties. It was impossible for Amy to look away from the lovely sight.

But in what seemed all too soon to Amy they reached the next floor and she lost the lovely view up the girl’s skirt. Although with Lydia’s bright smile and rosy cheeks Amy remembered just why she was here. It felt so weird to her, actually having the chance to be with someone. Ever since Amy had realized she’d been into women she knew it would be impossible for her to hook up with others. Even though their town was modern enough Amy was well aware that her classmates were all straight, eagerly dating and exploring throughout their teens. But not Amy. She was stuck taking longing peeks as the other girls changed, almost resigning herself that the beautiful women around her every day were out of reach.

Only now Lydia was leading them into her bedroom, licking her lips and making it clear what she was after. From all the romance stories she’d read Amy had expected herself to shed off her inhibitions, to grab hold of Lydia and ravish her in all the ways two women can love each other. Instead she was rooted to the spot, realizing that in all those sexy stories the lesbian virgin had been almost instantly able to please her lover, only now Amy was becoming dreadfully aware of how little about sex she actually knew.

Lydia saw her anxiety and gave a sweet laugh, stepping in and planting her lips on Amy’s before she could react. In Amy’s mind that kiss seemed to last forever, although she was pretty certain it took a few minutes before Amy’s overloaded mind even considered kissing back. She was practically putty in Lydia’s hands, an eager student ready to be taught everything she knew.

Then the kiss broke and Amy let out a nervous laugh, heart pounding so hard it was impossible to hear herself think. “That was… well, I mean… just…”

“You liked it?” Lydia asked simply, to which Amy nodded eagerly. “Me too. Would you like to try more?”

“Yes please,” Amy squeaked.

Lydia’s hand landed on Amy’s hip, the virgin jumping anxiously. Lydia just cooed comfortingly and waited until Amy settled down, letting her hand slide up her dress and cup one of her breasts. Her eyes widened with joy as she felt Amy up, feeling the impressive weight of them.

“Wow, no wonder you’re in such great shape if you have to lift these with you everywhere.”

“They are a bit of a burden,” Amy admitted shyly, having woken up with a sore back plenty of days. “I considered getting breast reduction surgery actually.”

“Don’t!” Lydia cried out, both of her hands gently squeezing at Amy’s tits. “These girls are amazing.”

“Well, if they help me get more cute ladies like you I might consider them useful,” Amy replied.

Lydia gave her a quick kiss before backing away. “Take your clothes off, Amy. I want to see your tits in all their glory.”

Amy’s heart skipped a beat, suspicion sinking in. Her eyes instantly darted around the room, trying to find where Gina and her cruel friends might be hiding and waiting to laugh at her. Lydia quickly saw the concern in her eyes.

“Look, I can’t blame you for thinking this is a set up, okay? But I promise, I’m just interested in you.” She tried to reach out comfortingly for Amy but the blonde still seemed skittish, like a frightened cat ready to bolt.

“Well, if you still think we’re being watched then I guess I’ll just have to give them an eyeful too.” Suddenly Lydia whipped her shirt off so fast Amy nearly missed it. The curvy girl unhooked her bra and tossed it away, smiling with delight as Amy instantly began blushing in appreciation at the sight of her topless. But it was obvious what Amy was really interested in so she teasingly unzipped the skirt, bending over to show off her large rear. And with Amy’s undivided attention on her Lydia pulled down her skirt and panties in one quick motion, revealing her own slick pussy lips.

Amy nearly passed out from the rush of happiness. Without realizing it her thighs were pressing together, sending tingling pleasure through her body as she drank in the sight of Lydia’s naked body. In that moment Amy knew she wanted the girl badly, no matter the cost.

Fingers trembling Amy reached behind her, unzipping the white dress. Lydia smiled in anticipation and let her hands roam over her breasts, one sliding down to play with her bare pussy. Amy struggled out of the dress with all of her attention focusing on the now masturbating Lydia. With a nervous motion she slipped the white dress to the floor where it circled her feet. But before Lydia could get a good view of her in her underwear Amy spun around, covering her chest.

“Still nervous?” Lydia giggled.

“A little,” Amy replied, body trembling with the strange emotions welling up in her. She was incredibly horny, wetter then she could ever remember. Yet the anxiety of truly opening up like this made her so nervous she was almost ready to bolt out of the room, despite the fact that this was the opportunity she’d always dreamed of.

“Take your time, Amy, I won’t rush you.”

Amy felt herself smiling a little, knowing she was safe her and that Lydia wouldn’t judge her. Except now she was nervous that Lydia wouldn’t like Amy’s body. She seemed to want her breasts but what if they were too weird being as huge as they were? Now new anxieties were welling up in her. Then Lydia’s voice quickly silenced all those doubts.

“Besides, I’m enjoying the view from back here.” Amy realized that even though she was hiding her tits from sight her ass was completely on display in the rosy pink thong she’d chosen. She expected to feel nervous again at being exposed but the seductive tone in Lydia’s voice told her that the girl truly was enjoying the sight. Just like Amy had been drooling over Lydia’s body. She truly did want to play with her. And Amy was determined not to let her down.

Keeping her body angled away Amy nervously reached back and unclasped her bra, trying to make her slow motions seem like a strip tease. Wrestling with her anxiety Amy dropped the bra to the floor, knowing this was going to be an important moment for her she made a quiet little prayer to the universe.

“Please let Lydia love my tits,” Amy muttered in a voice she hoped was so quiet Lydia wouldn’t hear. “I want her to desire them more then anything, to completely blow her mind away with how amazing they are.”

Then, taking a deep breath Amy spun around, dropping her hands to her sides.

She’d tried to imagine what Lydia’s reaction might be. A sly smile of desire. Maybe raising her eyebrows in shock at their size before licking her lips. She’d even settled for polite laughter that might lead to more kissing.

Instead Lydia’s jaw dropped open and she let out a strange animal noise of pure lust. Amy was so shocked she took a step back. Where her tits really that impressive?

“So what do you think?”

Lydia didn’t respond to her. She just kept her wide eyes on Amy’s tits, staring with almost reverential devotion.

“Lydia? Are- are you okay?”

“Yeah,” the other girl finally said in a quiet voice.

“What do you think of my tits?” Amy asked again, nervously.

“They’re… amazing… I can’t… look away… I just want… want to…”

Lydia’s voice trailed off, replaced by a deep, sensual moan as her hands slowly slid between her legs to rub at her pussy. Amy smiled nervously, happy that Lydia enjoyed it but something definitely seemed off with her.

“Lydia? What’s wrong?”

“Don’t know… I can’t seem to… think… don’t want to think… your tits are just… so beautiful… want them so much…” Lydia slipped a finger inside herself, moaning and drooling slightly. It was like she was instantly drugged or something.

“Come on, Lydia,” Amy replied, feeling a little scared now. “Please snap out of it.”

As if a switch was flipped Lydia straightened up, shaking her head in surprise as she took her wet fingers away from her pussy.

“Woah, head rush,” she said with a laugh. “Sorry, I think I zoned out a bit. Was I masturbating?”

“You were,” Amy said, relieved. “You saw my tits and seemed to completely lose it.”

“Your tits?” Lydia focused on Amy and suddenly seemed to notice that she was in fact nearly naked. Then before Amy’s eyes the girl’s face seemed to slip back into that strange trance, eyes going blank as she slumped lower.

“Lydia? What’s wrong?”

“Your tits… they’re… amazing…”

Amy stared in shock, trying to figure out what was happening.

“Lydia, tell me what you’re feeling.”

“Horny…” she gasped. “So horny… seeing your tits I… I need to touch… can’t help it…”

Slowly Lydia’s hands went back to her cunt, quickly picking up where they’d left off.

“They’re that good?” Amy asked.

Lydia only nodded her head, drooling again.

“Stop that,” Amy snapped, and Lydia instantly took her hands away.

“Yes Amy.”

The blonde narrowed her eyes, studying her.

“Touch yourself,” she said now, and Lydia eagerly obeyed, letting out a happy whine.

“Tell me what you’re thinking.”

“Not… thinking… can’t seem to… sooooo hooot…”

“Stand up straight.”

Lydia snapped her feet together at attention, standing up perfectly rigid. Her hand was still stuffed between her legs as Amy hadn’t told her to stop.

“Tell me a secret, something you’ve never told anyone.”

“I found my sister’s vibrator once and used it without her knowing. It was the first time I was ever able to cum.” Lydia spoke perfectly now, though her voice was still in monotone like a robot. Amy had expected her to blush or seem nervous at revealing something like that but Lydia seemed completely free of emotions. Aside from the red flush over her face as she kept masturbating.

“Lydia… do you have to do anything I say?”

“I’ll do anything you say,” Lydia agreed eagerly.

“No, I mean why do you want to obey me?”

“Your tits,” Lydia said dreamily. “They’re just so… I feel helpless in front of them… so needy and wanting them… I want to please you so much… please, I’ll do anything for you Amy… need to please you…”

Amy expected her heart to be racing but she felt oddly calm. A smile started to spread over her lips. “You’ll do anything I say?”

“Anything,” Lydia said obediently.

“What if it’s something sexual?”

“I’d love it.”

“What if it’s something kinky? Or humiliating?”

“If you desire it I’ll enjoy it, Amy.”

She shivered, all of her forbidden fantasies flooding through Amy’s mind. She had no idea how any of this was happening but if Lydia was happy to do anything she asked it meant that they wouldn’t just be fantasies any more. She really could be powerful. She could get whatever she desired. Amy realized she could be completely in control and flashed a wide grin.

“Tell me if this was a prank,” Amy said, suddenly suspicious.

“No Amy, Gina and the other cheerleaders have no idea I’m here.”

Amy nodded, satisfied. But thinking of the cheer squad gave her some new ideas.

“I wonder if this will work on other girls too…”

They’d fucked for hours that night, Lydia eagerly teaching Amy everything she knew about sex. Turns out the other girls in the school were much more willing to experiment with each other then Amy had thought. Soon she felt more then confident eating a girl’s pussy, fingering her to orgasm, teasing and playing with her tits. After that Lydia was happy to serve as Amy’s kinky slave, perfecting playing out any role play Amy had in mind.

Amy thought back on that first wild night and came, biting her lips as her fingers circled her clit and sent pulses of white hot pleasure through her. She’d gotten so lost in the memories Amy hadn’t even known she was masturbating but she was grateful that she was. After the frustrating exercise with Diana she’d needed some realize.

Remembering that her hypnotized girlfriend was still in the room Amy opened her eyes, smiling apologetically, only to find Diana drooling mindlessly at her.

She’d done it. She’d hypnotized Diana again. But how?

Slowly Amy became aware of a strange, tiny buzzing in the back of her head. Like a metal cord vibrating and humming. Amy felt scared, remorseful, knowing she’d done something wrong instantly. Her hand started sliding towards her phone but Amy caught herself. There it was in the back of her head. That’s the anxiety she’d felt at trying to break Cathy’s orders.

It was just like the fear and nervousness that almost kept her from playing with Lydia, that would have made her leave and never discover her powers. But Amy had fought against it and overcome those fears, achieving the wonderful life she had now. Amy focused on the vibrating alarm and grabbed it in her hands, wrestling with it.

Amy realized that she’d felt something like this earlier when she’d almost managed to hypnotize Cathy. Back then she’d fought and struggled as Cathy nearly lost herself to Amy’s tits, but in the end Amy simply became overwhelmed by the thrumming sensation that swept her mind and scattered her resistance.

Now though it wasn’t nearly as intense, probably because Cathy had spent more time securing that Amy wouldn’t be able to betray her. Compared to that hypnotizing someone else must not have seemed as dangerous in her mind. Amy focused on the strange force, trying to imagine it the way it sounded to her, a strand of cord that was vibrating angrily in her head. She focused her concentration and felt herself overcoming it, pushing it back down. After another few moments of struggling she’d wrestled it to the ground and silenced it completely.

Drained but happy Amy turned to her phone and felt no desire to call Cathy just yet.

Smiling she turned to the hypnotized Diana. “Wake up now, Diana. Wide awake.”

Life returned to her girlfriend’s eyes as Diana sat up on the bed, stretching. “Sorry, I must have dozed off.”

“That’s alright,” Amy said laughing, stroking at her huge tits. She thought back to that first time again, how it felt to overcome those anxieties. But it wasn’t just fighting against her fear that must have let her use her power that first time. It was Amy’s need to connect with someone, how desperately she’d wanted Lydia to enjoy her body so they could play together. Amy focused on how she wanted Diana, how she needed her. Even if she was too guilty to fool around with her she needed Diana’s help to take down Cathy.

Suddenly it was like a light illuminated in Amy’s head, revealing a part of herself she’d forgotten was there. Exploring that part of herself Amy felt her will exerting out, capturing Diana’s mind easily. The topless blonde fell forward, eyes staring adoringly at Amy’s tits before they went blank of all thought. Throughout it Amy felt that chord vibrating angrily, trying to distract or stop her, but now Amy knew what to expect. It still felt like a struggle but she managed to fight it until Diana was nice and mindless for her.

Amy wiped her brow and fell back in the chair, exhausted. “So now I can manage Diana,” she said out loud to herself. “Of course Diana drops easier then anyone. And Cathy… I’ll need a lot more practice before I can even manage to…”

The powerful thrumming noise filled her head as she thought of hypnotizing Cathy. Amy moved to get to her feet, to walk to a mirror and hypnotize herself as programmed.

Instead Amy fought with all her might, wrestling with the command to hold out. Slowly it started to fade, thought there were a few moments that Amy almost slipped and lost. Finally the anxiety passed and Amy collapsed back into the chair, feeling completely wiped.

That’s what it felt like to resist Cathy when she wasn’t even in the room. Amy took a deep breath and sat up, staring at Diana. “Wake up Diana.”

Obediently Diana blinked awake, smiling happily.

Amy felt herself smiling now. It might take a couple more hours of practice but she finally had a chance now. Most likely her only one Cathy would allow. Tomorrow would finally decide which of them would stay in control.