jukeboxemcsa: “There’s really no substitute for a practical Hypno-Wheel,” Maggie s
jukeboxemcsa: “There’s really no substitute for a practical Hypno-Wheel,” Maggie said calmly. Veronica almost didn’t hear her; she was too busy fighting the dizzying sensation that the room was lurching slowly to the right as she stared at the painted metal disc spinning gently on her boss’s desk.“Oh,” Maggie added matter-of-factly, “and in case it wasn’t clear, no. It’s not an executive toy. Although you will be soon, unless I miss my guess.” Veronica realized what was happening, but it felt impossible to look away. Her eyes were locked onto the painted spiral as it spun, wide and helpless as she took in the swirling pattern of white on black.“See how irresistibly it draws your gaze right to the center?” Veronica only swayed a little in response; the whole room felt like it was gently turning in perfect sync with the spinning wheel, and she felt like moving her head would send her tumbling to the floor. “That’s the kind of quality mesmerism you just don’t get with computer generated hypnotic effects these days.”Veronica tried to look away, to blink, even just to turn her body so the spiral didn’t dominate her field of vision, but all she could manage was a careless stumble forward. The spiral loomed larger now, and she was helpless to stop herself from approaching even closer as the wheel spun relentlessly. “Those old hypnotists really knew how to make magic, didn’t they?” She gestured lazily, but Veronica barely saw it out of the corner of her eye. “You don’t need to answer now. You’ll have plenty of time to agree with everything I say later.”Veronica sank to her knees in front of the desk, her eyes now level with the spinning disc. Her head lolled slightly to the side as she felt her gaze lock into a fixed, vacant stare. “Oh, that’s pretty,” Maggie said. “Why don’t you just go ahead and pull up that skirt for me, get those fingers working.” Veronica complied immediately, noticing with a distant astonishment as she did so that her panties were soaking wet with arousal.“That’s a good girl,” Maggie said, her voice breathy with desire. Veronica couldn’t see her, she was lost in the spiral now, but she knew that her boss–her owner–was mirroring the motions of her hand in her pussy. “That’s my good lesbian fucktoy. You’re so deep now, pet. So open to me. That’s why I use practical hypno toys…it makes everything so much more real.”Veronica couldn’t disagree. About anything.(Like these captions? Want to see more? Visit www.patreon.com/Jukebox to find out how!) -- source link