Chapter 544: Unexpected Turn Of Events
HS98©
Author's Notes: As is usual to state on Literotica, all characters participating in sexual acts occurring in this story are at least 18 years of age.
This story contains scenes of sex and humiliation under hypnotic control in front of an audience, starting with simple sex with strangers, and escalating into incest and people mimicking animals. If you like stories like this, be my guest, if you don't, you've been warned.
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"Where the hell are you people?" Wayne texted to all four of his friends he was waiting for, starting to lose his nerve as he sat on a plastic chair facing a small stage inside of the not-exactly-spacious room.
It was almost an hour since they were all supposed to meet in front of the store in the back of which this room was situated, and so far he was the only one here, accompanied only by a smattering of strange people sitting on the plastic chairs in the last three rows of chairs in this room.
Like his earlier text message which read "Got tired of waiting outside, I'm already in with our tickets.", which, unlike this new one, was only sent to the group chat he and his friends had instead of being sent to each of them separately, as he had much greater control of himself when he wrote it, this one also went unanswered, though he could see that at least some of his friends had read it.
On the verge of, despite the presence of other people in the room, loudly yelling in frustration at his friends' continuing absence, he immediately composed himself as he heard loud footsteps echoing from behind a small unmarked door situated opposite to the one he and the others entered this room, a door which he so-far believed to be some kind of an emergency exit.
This was his moment, there was no mistake about it.
She finally came.
He almost didn't realize that he had no real idea of what to do when he would meet her face-to-face. As if on autopilot, he stood up, walked towards that door, and knocked a few times, said faint realization of his cluelessness sending a shiver through his body as he opened his mouth to ask "Can I come in?" after he was done knocking.
Faint, startled laughter preceded the "Yes, of course," which was the answer to his question.
The weak, but pleasantly feminine voice which replied to him immediately fired a slight fire inside the more primitive parts of his mind, a hope quickly emerging that this episode of his life might end up even better than he anticipated.
This hope, unfortunately, didn't survive the opening of the door and his first look at the recently-arrived occupant of the room behind the door.
She was human, that much was undeniable. But, truth be told, she didn't look like that.
The figure standing right in front of him seemed like she had escaped from a negative of some photograph.
Unnervingly contrasting ivory skin and ebony hair and eyes, with a slender, petite body that looked like it belonged to a victim of starvation rather than to a woman living in a relatively affluent metropolitan area, the woman looked rather otherwordly at a first glance, if not straight-up demonic.
"Yes?" she asked after he continued wordlessly staring at her for a rather awkward period of time.
"Well, uhm," he stammered in response before quickly composing himself. He smiled to himself as her question snapped him back to reality. Of course she looked like this, how could he have expected someone so unusual to look ordinary? How silly of him... "I haven't prepared what to say to you," he said truthfully "So, I'll be blunt, Miss Hypnosia, if that is all right with you."
"You paid to see my show, you get to ask whatever you want," she said reassuringly, her just-a-little-too-toothy smile on her face, however, creeping him out a little "Go on."
"OK," he replied "My best friend, Walter, humiliated me. Badly, I mean. Recorded me while I was drunk and acting like a perverted idiot, then posted the video into our school's Facebook group. Not just for our class to see it, which I could stomach, but the entire school, and whoever any of them decided to show it! He quickly deleted it to calm me down when I exploded at him because of it, but at that point, hundreds of people have already seen it and someone definitely recorded it already."
"That sounds bad," she replied, the dull, metallic-sounding concern in her voice stinging his ears nastily.
"Oh, it is," he declared angrily "I'm used to pretty much everything when it comes to him, but this time he crossed all the lines. So, that's why I came to you. I heard about how your shows go, Miss Hypnosia. Almost all hypnosis shows are simply theatric performances of a bunch of actors, but you are one of the real ones. A real deal. One whose shows tend to contain massive amounts of humiliation of whoever you pick out of the audience. And, as I heard from people who saw you in action before, that is something you are willing to let people dictate to you. So," he said as he looked her straight in her dark, abyss-like eyes, "I ask you. Would you be willing to humiliate my friend for what he had done to me?"
Now, it was her turn to stare at him wordlessly for a little-longer-than-appropriate period, the gaze of her black eyes piercing straight into his soul.
"Very well," she said, "If you want your friend to be humiliated in front of about two dozen strangers, then, yes, I can give you that."
"Not just strangers," he replied proudly "He humiliated me in the eyes of hundreds of strangers, so, I'll retaliate by having him humiliated in the eyes of a few people close to him. His girlfriend and our three friends, all girls, are coming as well. He'll be sitting with his girlfriend, Mandy, in the first row. I will sit with our friends, Dee, Summer and Kristi, Summer and Kristi are sisters by the way, in the second one with some friend of Mandy's. Just so you know."
"Understood," she replied in a deadpan tone "Anything else? I have to prepare."
"No, not at all," he said as he turned to leave, before, feeling the phone in his pocket to vibrate, adding "Seems like they are here already."
As he went through the door back to the room with the five rows of plastic chairs and the small stage, leaving the hypnotist to prepare herself for her show, he once again ended up staring wordlessly at the figure in front of him, just like he did when he passed through the door to enter the room behind him.
Except now, rather than staring in shock at an otherworldly, even terrifying-looking woman, the female figure which was now the center of his attention was much more pleasant to look at than the demon-resembling hypnotist.
Because, where he had expected to see Mandy's rather busty, but unfortunately boyish figure with about as many curves as a wooden ruler, stood a quite busty and very much curvy red-headed figure, dressed in a tight black dress which shamelessly showed-off every inch of her killer body.
It was Walter's sister, Deann.
Not really understanding the situation, he just awkwardly smiled as his friends noticed him and started to talk to him.
"There he is!" Summer exclaimed.
"Finally," Dee added.
"Well, look at him, there's the great hypnotist," Walter said cheekily "What are we gonna see today?"
"Wait and you'll see," he replied as he sat on his chair, at the far left end of the second row of chairs and right next to the one his friend Kristi was sitting at, slightly unnerved by being asked that. There was no way his friend could know what was being prepared for him, right?
"Hi," he whispered to Kristi, she immediately returning the greeting in a barely audible volume of voice, as he looked the entire audience over. Deann was right in front of him with Walter next to her. To Kristi's right was her sister Summer, next to whom sat Dee, with the chair at the far left next to her being occupied by a good-looking woman in her early forties.
"Hi Amanda!" he said as he waved to the woman, she waving back and greeting him immediately, the two siblings in front of him laughing at the scene.
It was months since his 18th birthday where she told him to call her by her first name since he was now an adult as well, and they still haven't gotten used to the sight of him talking to their mom in such a casual way.
"Mandy couldn't come," Walter started explaining as he turned to face Wayne "Something happened to her parents, nothing serious. And her friend wasn't coming without her so, yeah..."
"So you took Sis and Mom," Wayne finished his friend's sentence for him.
"Yeah, basically," Walter admitted.
Wayne just shrugged.
This was an interesting turn of the situation, and as he was starting to understand just what might be going to happen thanks to him, he started to feel slight anxiety take over him. So far, all he had imagined happening today was Walter paying for what he did to him by being mildly-to-majorly humiliated and embarrassed by the hypnotist in front of his friends, girlfriend, and some strangers, along with maybe some of those people.
Now that he was sitting there, with his friend's gorgeous sister in front of him and their mother four seats from him with his hot friends in between them, his mind starting to visualize all the things that might happen, he didn't know how to feel.
Sure, Walter will probably be humiliated. Maybe he'll get to see his friend's dick as he'll be made to whip it out, right in front of his family and friends. Maybe some of the male strangers sitting in the back rows, of which there was exactly half of the twelve people total sitting behind them, will be made to do it. He might, no, he will probably see some strange guy's dick tonight, whipped out of his pants, swinging and swirling right at the small stage just a few steps from where he was sitting.
He... really didn't know how to feel about that. There wasn't anything intrinsically wrong about it, but it simply wasn't something he was looking forward to.
On the other hand, if there were to be dicks, there were also probably going to be titties and pussies, and that he was very much looking forward to seeing.
Instinctively looking over all the females in the room, he quickly felt the growing mist of anxiety overtaking his mind to dissipate, disappearing almost as soon as it appeared.
The stranger females sitting in the back rows were a nice lot in this regard, all in their twenties or thirties with tits ranging from average to large, maybe not something to turn your head for but more than enough for a horny young guy like him. The ones in their "squad", however, were the real deal.
"Nomen est omen," he thought to himself as he took the time to ogle his companions a little more, referring to the tendency of people to look just like their names would suggest. He and Walter always joked that, with Dee and Summer, the saying was right, they just had it switched.
It was Dee, not Summer, whose colorful looks evoked the season in one's mind, with wavy golden-blonde hair, big sky-blue eyes, naturally red lips, and rosy cheeks which contrasted perfectly with her milky-white skin.
Summer's name did not exactly fit her slender frame covered by a mane of black hair, but Dee's described her more than perfectly, especially the version of it they once heard her and Kristi's younger brother stutter-out "De-De-Dee,", as she was blessed with some truly beautiful breasts, which could easily compete with Deann's and looked even more majestic on her slender frame.
Oh yeah. Deann. As his eyes once again glued themselves on his friend's sister's figure, all he could say was that her name, meaning "Divine", described her perfectly. Picture-perfect hourglass figure with incredible curves all over and eye-poppingly massive breasts which the tight black dress she wore only barely managed to hold in, shoulder-length flaming-red hair and utterly captivating large green eyes all joined together to make her a truly stunning young woman. Wayne had something of a crush on her for some time already, since her looks made it hard not to have, and the thought that he was minutes away from seeing her naked on the stage was making him squirm in his seat.
He almost felt bad for the plain-looking Kristi, sitting next to him with such a gorgeous example of womanhood just one seat away from being right in front of her and her similarly-endowed sister right next to her. However, although it might have been simply his arousal getting to his brain, he couldn't deny there was something strangely alluring about her, making her attractive in her unique way. An average face on a body with small tits and almost no curves on it, he would normally ignore women like her, and yet, the more he looked at her, the more he found something beautiful about the way she looked, something he couldn't quite identify.
Leaving Kristi's strangely beautiful body be, his eyes switched to bask at the figure of the one person in their group who truly stood-out. The sound of a door opening and closing followed by a wave of cheer erupting from the back having alerted him that the show was about to begin, he took the last few moments to ogle his friends' mother, and he liked what he saw. She worked hard to preserve her good looks through the decades and it showed, with her skin still relatively fresh-looking, her stomach flat, her abs nicely toned and her large breasts still holding their own against the merciless assault of gravity.
Temporarily startled as the lights turned-off with absolutely no warning (He didn't even realize they were there until now.), leaving the hypnotist on the faintly illuminated stage as the only thing left to look at, he realized that maybe except her, there were no women in the room he wouldn't enjoy to see naked on the stage in front of him, something he knew was almost certainly coming.
Whatever remained of the rational part of his brain was sounding an alarm at this, knowing that instead of being excited by this possibility, he should again feel the anxiety he felt a few moments ago, but at this point, it was nowhere near being in control of him.
With his heart beating madly and his cock hardening, the animalistic part of his mind had completely overtaken his thinking, the vision of imminent revenge and over a dozen hot female bodies possibly being revealed before him completely consuming him. Sure, what was going to happen now could end up destroying most of his years-long friendships and possibly get him sent to prison or worse, but at this point, he was simply too excited to care.
Ting.
The piercing sound of the triangle filled the room, drawing his attention towards the hypnotist, whose figure, along with the curtain behind her, was now being bathed in the images of seemingly random geometric shapes of various colors, projected at her from somewhere in the back.
As he felt the piercing sound reverberate through him and the captivating images steal all of his attention, he felt a strange feeling of calmness wash over him, even his deepest anxieties leaving him at once. Suddenly, everything simply felt OK to him, and he was sure all the others in the room felt the same way.
Breathing slowly, in and out, flashbacks flashed through his mind as he relaxed his body, reminding him how exactly he got himself and his friends into this situation.
+++ Friday evening. +++
"Man, you ain't even trying," Wayne heard his best friend, Walter, comment as they were playing an Xbox game together. He wasn't wrong. They were playing the game together only as much as "playing" can describe a situation where one of the players isn't really trying to do anything, and just blankly stares at the screen and angrily repeats the same few scenes in his mind.
Wayne just shrugged in reply.
"C´mon mate," his friend said to him, annoyed, while showing him the screen of his laptop "It's gone. See? Gone. Can you calm down now?"
"Yeah. Gone from there. Wanna bet how many people saved it?" he replied, clearly agitated.
"Oh c´mon, man! Only about 150 people saw it. It's not the end of the world," was his friend's rather annoyed reply.
"Yeah, and just about all of them are from school," he said, trying to sound even more annoyed than his friend, with just the right touch of anger and irritation thrown in "I'll go there Monday, and there's no way I'm not getting laughed at all day."
"You're really dramatic. It was just a normal video," his friend replied.
"Yeah. Normal," he said sarcastically "As in, a video where I looked like an idiot."
"You looked drunk," his friend said "Just like half of those people who might laugh at you Monday look every weekend. And you said some dumb things, while they say nothing but idiotic things when they are drunk. Look," his friend said, throwing him his phone "Nobody's saying anything about that video. Our messenger groups are completely quiet. So, can you calm down now?"
"I've been calm all the time," he replied, lying "It just kinda pissed me off. But I guess you are right. Guess everyone just looked at and forgot it," he said with a shrug.
"That's all it's gonna be, trust me," his friend said reassuringly, before looking at the screen of his TV they played the currently-paused game on, adding with a sigh "I also don't feel like playing this now."
"Really?" he asked.
"Yeah," his friend answered "It's really boring by now. Every weekend, we meet at my place and play some of my games. It's boring, I'd love to do something else at least this weekend, but I have no idea what."
Suddenly, with even him not understanding where it came from, an idea sparked in Wayne's mind. "So," he said "We're finished for now?" he asked, a slight grin forming on his face.
"Yeah," his friend replied with another sigh, still looking at the TV "I'm done for today."
"OK," he said "I'll get going, then."
The whole way to his home, he had a large grin on his face.
+++ Friday night. +++
"Hi, what's up?" he heard from the other end of the line just as the ringing stopped.
"What you said, about going somewhere," he started his reply "Sorry for calling so soon and at night, but there's actually one place I thought about visiting for some time already, unsure about it, but after today I know we just have to go there."
"What's it?" his friend replied, "Sounds interesting."
The grin on his face widened as he asked his friend "You know that weird little shop, Darker Than Black? About three bus stops from your home. They sell all those goth accessories and other emo shit."
"I," was the unsure reply "Think, I know what you mean? Not sure though."
"I'll send you the address and the site of that place if you want," he replied, assuring his friend "Anyway, they have this place, kind of like a theatre club of a sort, in a room in the back of it. Really rather small, for about twenty people or so at most to come in, sit, and watch what's going on at the stage, where they have all those weird shows going on. You get what I mean?"
"Yeah, think so," he heard.
"Yeah, considering what they sell, who their clientele is I'd say, you can imagine the kind of people they have coming in to put on a show for the hardcore fans, you might say, in there," he continued explaining to his friend with slight disgust in his voice, a feeling he was sure his friend right now shared regarding the kind of people who came into said room, both the entertainers and the entertained "Most of what's going on there seems to be just some weird bullshit. But, I heard from some people, there's actually a really good performance, or a show if you prefer, being done there every other weekend. Does the name ´Hypnosia´ ring any bells with]
"Hypnosia? None at all, don't know who that is," was his friend's truthful reply.
At this point, his grin was so wide it was starting to hurt, and it was becoming a real struggle not to laugh or yell victoriously. This was going even better than he expected. "She's a hypnotist who performs there every other Sunday. Some people I know went to see her, one of them more than once, and they all said her performances are hilarious as fuck. People quacking like ducks, women mooing like cows and shaking their tits, guys whipping out their dicks and fucking the air thinking they are gong balls deep into Kate Upton or some other super-hot celebrity."
"Erm, OK," his friend replied unsurely, though it was obvious he was intrigued "I've never been at a show like that, but if you want to go, OK."
His reply did nothing to shorten the grin on Wayne's face. "Don't worry, everyone knows hypnosis is bullshit. A pseudoscience. If it actually worked even a little like in fiction, governments and everyone else would do nothing else than study it to find out how to control everyone else in the world," he said, trying to make sure his friend won't be scared away, despite his apparent willingness to go there with him "Those people are certainly just actors she hires to pretend to be random audience members and then do all of that shit. It's not real."
"Erm, well, guess you're right. Whatever you say," Walter stammered.
This time, Wayne couldn't hold the laugh in, yelping loudly before replying to his friend. Poor, poor Walter. He had no idea what was coming for him. "Yeah, exactly. We just come in, laugh at some actors paid to do crazy shit for us, then leave. You in, then?"
"Of course," Walter replied.
"Great!" Wayne yelled. Time for the last part of his plan. "So, listen. I was just looking at the website where they sell tickets for the shows there, in fact, I can open it right, now..." he said, clicking on the card linking to it and opening the ticket-selling site, which now covered the screen "There's only seven seats out of twenty-five already reserved for somebody. First two rows are completely empty. So I thought, we don't have to go solo. Tickets are relatively cheap, just ten apiece, let's take someone with us."
"Like who?" Walter inquired.
"I'm pretty sure Mandy would like to go with you," he said, referring to his friend's girlfriend of six months, continuing after hearing him grunt in agreement "Also, we can take Dee, Summer, and Kristi with us," he added, referring to the group of three girls they were friends with since middle school.
"I dunno mate, she doesn't like them," Walter replied. It was true that his girlfriend didn't like their female friends much, with the possible exception of Kristi, who didn't luck-out much when it came to looks and thus, to a stunner like Mandy, was an acceptable company to her boyfriend.
"Call them, ask them, I'm sure you'll figure something out," Wayne replied bluntly "You know they'll accept it from you sooner than from me," he said with a snicker "Call me tomorrow whether they agree or not, those seats should still be free, OK?"
+++ Saturday. +++
"How's it going?" he asked just as he picked up the phone.
"Pretty good, they're all in," his friend assured him "You gonna buy the tickets now, right?"
"Yeah, yeah," he replied as he quickly went back to the website where the tickets for the show were sold.
"We have places for all of us to sit next to each other?" his friend inquired.
"Yeah, just three tickets got sold since yesterday and all in the last row," he replied, "So, all the tickets for one row and someone will have to be alone?"
"Well," his friend replied "Actually, one of Mandy's friends would join us. You don't know her. Can you buy seven tickets? I think the two of them will probably sit together apart from us, you know how talkative Mandy can be and those two haven't seen each other for a few months."
"Sure, no problem," he replied as he did just that, buying the tickets for the entire second row and two seats in the front row.
"Good," Walter replied, before cautiously asking "A couple guys I know wanna play some new multiplayer online game, you wanna join us?"
Wayne thought for several moments about the tempting offer.
"You still there?" Walter asked.
"Yeah," Wayne affirmed "Sorry, can't join, I have other things to do today. Bye." he said, terminating the call abruptly. It would be nice to play some game with others now, but that could just end up making him think twice about what he planned to do, and he couldn't afford that by now.
Before going to sleep, he texted a few people who saw Hypnosia's performances asking for any useful information they might have, but he didn't get anything.
+++ Back now. +++
"Time to get started, isn't it?" the hypnotist said, the audience replying by cheering loudly. "So many things to do, so little time however," she added.
The audience simply continued their cheering, which quickly evolved into chants of "Hypnosia! Hypnosia!", Wayne and his friends quickly joining in the act. Why not? After all, they felt so free and liberated, no problems at their minds at all...
The hypnotist lift her arms in front of her, cutting the cheering off.
"I see some old faces here, and some new ones as well," she said as she looked at their group, Wayne's heart almost skipping a beat as she did so "And that's good. All of that's just incredible. But, who is going to be my first volunteer tonight?!"
"Me! Me! Me!!" were the screams emanating from the back rows in reaction to her question, from people Wayne was sure now must've been at least semi-regulars at this woman's shows. After a few moments, as she let the chanting continue with a smirk on her pale, emaciated face, he noticed his friends joining in the chanting, the atmosphere of the room overwhelming them as they started pushing their hands up and chanting "Me! Me!" along with the rest of the audience.
He joined in, as well. Why not?
After a while, she terminated their cultish chanting.
"Nice to see so many enthusiastic volunteers," she said in a chipper voice, before adding in a sad tone of voice "But there can be only one."
Sad grunts emanated from behind Wayne.
"I like to see that the newcomers are as enthusiastic as the regulars, but I like to start with people who I know what I can expect from," Wayne breathed out in relief and he was sure he wasn't the only one doing so as she said that "And, being a life-long believer in gender equality, I always believed that places dominated by one gender should be made balanced. Places, such as this little stage, which now has a one hundred percent female population." she said, prompting laughs from the back of the room, before adding "So, I would like some manly presence here right now. I will choose, you!" she said, pointing somewhere in the back of the room.
"Yes!" a loud, baritone voice bellowed as a large, muscular man bolted from the row of chairs furthest in the back to the stage, right next to Hypnosia.
"You're James, right?" she asked him immediately as he came near her.
"Yes, yes I am," he proudly replied.
"I've seen you in the audience a few times, but as far as I know, you've never performed in my shows, haven't you?" she asked.
"Nuh-uh, never," he replied, still oddly proud of himself.
"Actors," Kristi commented mockingly, Wayne snickering as he heard that.
"What else did you expect?" he replied.
"Dunno. What did you?" she asked throwing him off-balance "When you invited us here?"
"We'll see how this goes," he replied after an almost-uncomfortable pause "Kinda funny so far."
She nodded.
"Since you've seen this a few times already," Hypnosia continued talking to James "I don't think I need to explain what's going to happen now. The lights which illuminated me and the curtains behind me, quite pretty ones I might add, don't know if you noticed, I've got new projectors since last week, are turned off now."
Wayne felt a wave of indescribable terror seize him for a tiny moment before disappearing as soon as it appeared. Those lights, those pretty, colorful geometric shapes which utterly captivated him the moment they appeared on the hypnotist and the curtains behind her, projected from who-knows-where (He simply couldn't see those projectors, no matter how hard he tried.) were gone, disappearing as soon as they appeared just like the wave of terror he felt seizing him a moment before did, and he hadn't noticed it at all before she called attention to the fact.
He didn't know how to feel about this fact, and he was sure he wasn't the only person in the audience feeling like that. He felt dizzy, quite strongly so. Dazed, disoriented, groggy, however you want to call it, he felt barely present in the room and inhabiting his body, his focus slipping from one thing to the other uncontrollably, his eyes feeling heavy, his body weak, and his mind cleared of all of the meaningless thoughts that flowed through it all the time, every time.
While he knew from his friends that Hypnosia was not a charlatan but someone with actual skills at hypnotizing other people and taking command of them, it was only now that he was starting to understand just what it meant, only now getting to know this fact personally.
But, by now, he found it hard to care.
"But we don't need projectors," the hypnotist continued speaking to the man after a prolonged pause, which Wayne thought was undoubtedly meant for the others in the audience to go through the same realizations as he did "All we need is this," she said as she picked out a crystal-like pendulum from her pocket. "As you can see," she said showing off the pendulum to the audience "One side of this is shadowed, while the other contains many teeny-tiny lights and small crystals moving erratically. A nice solution to prevent this performance from getting out of hand, at least for now. Nobody needs to see what he will. And now..."
She lifted her hand above her head, putting the pendulum in front of the muscular man's eyes. Slowly, she started moving it side-to-side, his face bathed by lighting, a chaotic mix of colors.
After only a few seconds, Wayne noticed changes in the man's demeanor. His cocksure face became blank, his eyelids fell, half closing his eyes, his mouth hung half-open.
"This pendulum is quite potent," she said to no one in particular "Just a few swings can do everything I need for me, no need for me to recite any spells, formulas, or whatever. The sight is responsible for some ninety percent of all the information about the outside world which goes to the brain, so once you hack that, you can easily get to someone's mind through that alone. Nevertheless, I like speaking while I do this. Do you hear me, James?"
The man grunted in agreement.
"Good," the hypnotist said in a voice much too sweet for her demonic visage "Right now, I believe you are becoming asleep. You're trying to resist, but you can't really, can you?" she said, the man replying with yet another grunt of agreement "The pendulum is much too enticing. The lights, the crystals reflecting the lights to you, they are simply captivating, aren't they? Driving you away, taking you towards them, inviting your spirit out of your body, and towards them. Try as you might, your eyelids are getting heavier and heavier, your body lighter and lighter. Soon, you will be entirely in my power." she said before yet another, much deeper and distant-sounding, grunt of agreement from the man.
Wayne could only watch in amazement as the man's already blank expression on his face became even blanker and blanker with every swing of the pendulum and every word out of Hypnosia's mouth. By now, nothing but pure mindlessness was reflected on his face. The lights dancing on his face were incredibly captivating even at the distance between him and Wayne, and he could only imagine what the man was going through looking straight at their source.
"Three. Two. One. And now, you are my doll," the hypnotist said before clicking her fingers, pronouncing it in such a way as to make "One" and "Doll" rhyme together. "James?" she asked.
"Yes?"
"Could you please..." she took a couple of seconds worth of pause to think what to say "Jump in place about, I dunno, seven times, moan like you are having sex during that, bray like a donkey three times after finishing, and hold your hands up all the while?"
He promptly fulfilled all of her demands, drawing faint laughter from the audience.
"Good!" she announced happily "It all worked. You are under my control."
As the man nodded in agreement, Wayne pulled himself towards the two siblings, whispering "Actors." to them just like Kristi did to him some moments ago. Somewhat weirdly, the two siblings haven't reacted in any way, completely taken in by the performance right in front of them.
Not noticing anything unusual in this, merely getting annoyed at being ignored, he repeated her word to Kristi, likewise getting no reaction from her.
Annoyed by his friends' ignoring of him, he simply joined them in watching the performance.
"Now, I'm pretty sure everyone is simply looking forward to one thing happening only," she said "Let's not tease them and give them what they want. James, would you be so kind and get out of those clothes of yours, which so annoyingly block your well-sculpted physique from our gazes?"
Just a few seconds after she finished speaking, he was already standing next to her fully nude, his clothes thrown on the ground after being damn-near ripped from his body.
"Wow!" the hypnotist yelled in admiration "That is some really nice body you have, James. Nice muscles and cock is, about seven inches I'd say?"
"Eight inches when fully erect, Mistress," he replied monotonously.
"Damn! That's some serious load you are packing in there," she replied "Am I right, ladies?!"
A loud "YEAH!", seemingly screamed by every single female voice in the audience was the reply to her question, the loud, primal, lustful scream briefly pulling Wayne from the daze he was in, confusing him for a moment before his mind got clouded again.
This didn't seem like the theatrics of actors anymore, not with his friends joining in the screaming.
"Trust me, girls, I'm with you on this," the hypnotist commented with a terrifying smirk on her face "However, unlike you I won't have any chance to play with it. Now, it's time I go into the background and leave the show to you."
As she said that, the projectors were turned on again, bathing her, James, and the curtains behind them in those captivating lights in the likeness of various geometric shapes. Without warning, she lifted her pendulum, facing the audience with its light-emitting side, before swinging it for a couple of seconds, their eyes glued to the irresistible lights and their minds sent by the combined light show to a trance much deeper then what they had been experiencing so far.
"Yes, indeed," she continued as she pulled the pendulum down and someone deactivated the projectors, both of those actions barely acknowledged by Wayne or anyone in the audience given the state they were in "Now, I'll step into the background, and leave this show to be entirely yours. Which, unfortunately, once again presents us with the problem which I solved some moments ago. With my presence here becoming irrelevant, a hundred percent of relevant presence on this stage is male. I think that's something we should change, don't you think so girls?!"
"YES!!" was the reply, yelled almost in unison by the females of the audience, even louder than their previous collective yell, though this one did nothing to pull Wayne out of his misty daze.
"So!" she replied, "Which of you girls wants to be on the stage with eight-inch James?!"
"Me!" they all yelled again, their hands rising into the air "Me! Me! Take me, pick me!"
The hypnotist just heartily laughed at the scene, silencing them.
"Well, I think this time it should be someone from the newcomers," she said as her eyes shot their gaze to the first two rows, sending Wayne's heart's beating to his ears "It should be someone likewise nicely built..." she said as her fingers pointed near Deann, her teasing making Wayne crazy from the arousal rapidly overtaking him. Was she going to choose her?
"And without any male company here so far," she said as her fingers stopped, pointing just a little away from Deann "C'mon, join us!"
"Yes!" Wayne heard Summer scream, before she quickly made her way to the stage, jumping through the chairs in front of her, her black mane of hair flowing through the air behind her and her beautiful rack bouncing in the process.
Wayne felt a shiver run down his spine. It was beginning.
"Your name?" the hypnotist asked.
"Summer," was his friend's reply.
"OK, Summer," the hypnotist continued "As an aside, nice name. Anyway, although I can only imagine the state you and the others are in with those new projectors, they're much stronger than I expected, even with the state you are in, I'm sure you know what I'll have you do with James now, what you seem to be looking forward to in fact, aren't you?"
"Oh, you bet," Summer replied in a husky, lustful voice.
"You wanna see it?" the hypnotist asked, laughing at an incredulous stare from Summer which was the only reply she got. "You wanna see it?!" she repeated to the crowd, her question answered by an enthusiastic cheer. "James, honey," she said to him sweetly "Close your eyes, imagine your deepest sexual fantasies, and show us what you're packing!"
Accompanied by the sounds of his moans and further enthusiastic cheering from the crowd, his large, so-far limp cock quickly, quicker than Wayne had ever seen a cock harden, filled with blood, erecting itself and presenting all of its hard eight inches to the crowd.
"Now that's some serious missile, ain't it girls?" Hypnosia aked, to a predictable reaction from the crowd "I think it's time to have boys cheering as well. James is all ready, don't you think you should catch up with him Summer?"
Before she even finished speaking, Summer's clothes started flying from her even quicker than James' did from him.
"Damn girl, you must have some serious experience getting naked," Hypnosia commented.
"You bet," she replied teasingly.
"And do you have experience with what comes after that?" she asked with a barely-suppressed laugh.
"Watch," was the blunt answer as she knelt before him, the large cock less than an inch from her pretty face.
"I thought about having you do some humiliating shit, but I think a start like this is just what this show needs," she replied truthfully "Action!"
And action was what followed, with Summer's wet mouth immediately enveloping the large cock as far as she could, before starting to rhythmically, mercilessly bob all along its length.
"Gag reflex is quite annoying, ain't it?" the hypnotist said teasingly "Show us what you could do if you didn't have it," she said with a click of her fingers.
With skill even veteran pornstars would envy, she started ravaging his cock, slamming her face into his crotch and taking his cock down her throat, then taking it out, then doing it all again, moaning lustfully all the while.
Before long, her hands, resting so far on her knees, joined in the act, jerking the lubricated shaft while her hungry mouth worked on the rest. As the sounds of jerking, slurping, and sucking filled the air of the room, accompanied by deep, lustful moans from both of them, Wayne felt his cock get rock-hard, ready to burst, and he was quite sure he was far from the only guy feeling that way here.
He was never going to look at Summer the same way again, that much was certain.
"Let's switch position you two, people need to see those beautiful titties," the hypnotist said.
Acting like robots, obeying without question, she slid her mouth off of his cock. Then, he laid on the ground, his eight-incher proudly exposed to the audience and ready to burst. She, facing the audience, started happily impaling herself on the erect cock, moaning loudly and lustfully, while holding her breasts up for the audience's pleasure all the while.
"Nice," the hypnotist commented "Keep on going, keep on doing that, show them all those big, beautiful titties while you fuck yourself with that massive cock. Do that for a while, and I'll let you two cum."
Being completely under her control and with no real way to resist, Summer did as she was told, almost mechanically impaling herself on the meaty cock, moaning like a pornstar and holding her large breasts in a rigid position so the audience could enjoy the sight of them while she fucked herself with the large cock under her.
Soon, the sight of the monotonous, seemingly unending fucking became too much for some of the people in the audience, even with the thick haze their minds were clouded in. Soon, hands started grabbing genitals, not necessarily belonging to their owners, with the hypnotist smirking at the sight, apparently waiting for this to happen.
Wayne also belonged to the first group with, by now, his cock exposed in the air with a hand wrapped around it. And as he quickly realized, since the hand grasping his cock was far smaller, softer, and more feminine than his one was for years now, along with the fact that both of his hands were resting on his knees, he belonged to the second group as well, of those lucky enough to have someone else pleasuring them.
It was, as he quickly realized, Kristi's hand. Kristi, his rather shy and unassuming friend, was now jerking him off. Kristi was jerking him off in public to the sight of her sister impaling herself on a stranger's big, meaty cock!
"Don't stop," he ordered instinctively, surprising himself with his brazenness, she answered him with a soft, teasing laugh as her other hand, as he now realized, went between her legs.
"OK," the hypnotist said, reminding her audience, now occupied with something else, of her existence "Seems like this spicy start got the people here worked-up, just like I wanted. It's time to move on though," she said to the two people monotonously fucking next to her "I think you two deserve to finally cum, and I think you want it too, don't you?"
"Uh-huh," was the reply mumbled from Summer's lips as she continued impaling herself on James', by now ready to burst, cock.
"Very well," she said as she pulled out of her pocket the triangle she used to start the show "Now, cum for me, babies," she said as she hit it, sending another loud, piercing "ting" sound to reverberate through the room.
"Ahhhh!" they convulsed and moaned, cumming right on command. Summer's limp body collapsed on his large, muscular one, "Wow!"s emanating from the audience as his cum leaked out of her pussy, fully exposed to the audience.
For a few moments, she simply lay on top of him, both of them too overwhelmed by the trance which they were in and the orgasm they just experienced to do anything else than breathly deeply, in and out, while their similarly confused audience watched them and continued to jerk themselves and each other.
"Oooo-kay," Hypnosia said "Time for the next act." As the two of them started getting on their legs, she added "Oh, and, Summer? Since James had to do those things to show he was hypnotized and you didn't, how about you amuse us by going back to your seat like a monkey would? You seem agile enough to do it, from what I've seen," she said, before hitting the triangle she had again, sending another sharp "Ting!" through the air of the room.
The audience just laughed as Summer did as she was commanded to, screeching "Ook! Ook! Eek!" as she bolted back to her seat on all fours, while James simply calmly walked back to his one.
In addition to amusing him, the sight of her plump tits, now once again covered by her tight T-shirt, jiggling wildly while she jumped over the seats in front of her one on her way back, jiggling even wilder than they did when she went on the stage, was the final straw for Wayne.
Perhaps knowing what an effect her sister's big, jiggling tits will have on him, being turned on herself from her sister's humiliation, or simply realizing he wasn't going to last anymore, Kristi strengthened the grip her small, delicate hand had on his cock and quickened the pace of her jerking off of it.
Just as Summer settled herself in the chair for long enough to notice what was going on right next to her and turn around to watch them, Wayne came, shooting three spurts of cum on the back of Deann's seat in front of him, with some stray drops even finding their way to the back of Deann herself.
As he turned to look at Kristi, he saw Summer looking at them, mouth wide open, and laughed. She wasn't imitating a monkey anymore, though she might as well have been, with the utterly incredulous expression on her face as she just watched her shy younger sister jerk her friend off making her look pretty similar to a curious monkey watching humans for the first time.
"That was nice," he whispered to Kristi, before she turned to face her shocked sister, and laughed just like he did.
"Thanks," she whispered back with a grin "Wanna see more?" she asked teasingly. Before he even had a chance to reply, she turned her body towards her shocked sister, lift her hand, which had some spray drops of his cum on it, to her face, slowly licking it all clean before finishing it with a chef's kiss aimed at her sister, moaning lustfully all the while, her sister just watching in shock.
"Pretty hot, to be honest," Dee, who was still too dazed to care and spent the time so far lightly playing with her pussy along with Amanda, commented at the sight, her biting remark drawing a sharp exhalation from her best friend in an obvious sign of having given up.
This short bit of comedy just provided further material to laugh at for Wayne and Kristi.
"Well, after such a spicy opening, why turn it down now?" Hypnosia said to cheer from the audience "But this time, let's do something different. Just now, we had a situation where two people simply jumped at each other, both fully ready, genitals hard, wet, and pumping with blood, and it was only natural that the people doing that were strangers, having random sex right after meeting each other. Now, let's do something different. Let's have people who know each other put on a show for us. No instantly hard genitals, let's have them work to arouse each other, and us."
"Hell yeah!" some of the regulars in the back yelled.
"And I think we have a lovely couple ready for the show right here!" she said as she gestured towards Walter and Deann, who were quickly left sitting slightly shocked in their seats. Both of them, as well as most of the audience, stopped rubbing their, thankfully for them, still covered genitals, staring vacantly at the stage.
Were he not still dazed from Hypnosia's light show as the rest of the audience was, this would be the moment where Wayne's heart would skip several beats.
Instead, he just grinned as he instantly imagined his friend and his hot sister humiliated on stage, sharing the same reaction as Kristi, Summer, Dee, and even Amanda, their own mother.
"C'mooon," the hypnotist moaned as she started clapping in their direction "Come here, come here!"
And, quite awkwardly, they did come, making their way next to Hypnosia to further cheers from the regulars in the back.
"Wow!" the hypnotist said while looking at Deann "Is what I bet a lot of people are saying under their breaths now. You know, to recover from that constant cheering," she said, prompting a vacant grin from Deann and laughter from the audience, mostly from the people who that remark was aimed at "It ain't every day that I have such a bombshell to help me with my show. Not that your friend from before was bad, or that your boyfriend here also isn't nice, but you? Damn, what's your name?"
"Well, you just said it," Deann replied, the vacant grin still displayed on her face "Well, almost. I'm Deann, and this is my brother Walter."
"Oh," she blurted out as she, for a moment, shot Wayne the most terrifying look he had seen from her so far "Nice name, Deann. Didn't expect that, or that you are siblings."
"And I'm the mom!" Amanda yelled, reminding everyone of her existence, before, much faster than her children, making her way to the stage.
"Well, uhm," Hypnosia stammered, before reaching for something in her pocket "Mom, son, daughter. We're gonna need more of this. This is going to get crazy, but show must go on," she said as the lights projected from somewhere in the back were turned on again, and she motioned for the three family members to come closer to her before she put the pendulum she was using in front of their faces.
Immediately, Wayne could see them falling under its influence, just like he felt himself falling under the lights'. Once again, the feeling of dizziness, of his mind slowly escaping his body, which was turning limp, started overtaking him, reinforcing the slowly disappearing remnants of it from before.
"This is some weird shit," Kristi said, the slightly-slurred words sounding like she was forcing them out with a significant amount of her strength like she was losing control of her mouth and any ability to move it. Which, Wayne was sure, was pretty much what was happening to her, him, and all the others. "I once was bet, dared, to try about ten shrooms at once, drink an entire bottle of vodka to gulp it down, and take some viagra, some female viagra type shit."
"You mean?" he slurred out, too dazed to be shocked at what his shy friend just revealed about herself.
"This, feels, the same," she forced out as she moved her head towards him. It took her a few seconds before she managed to turn her head to look at his face. "I, can, bare, barely speak, don't feel, legs, arms, whole body, and, just want, just wanna," she blurted out as she started moving her limp arm over her groin.
"I'll, help," he managed to say as he moved his limp arms on her thighs. Just as he did that, he noticed a few other things.
First, Dee and Summer were in a similar position to him and Kristi, Summer probably still horny from what she did on stage, and Dee probably simply desperate for a release like most of the people here were.
Second, the lights have gone out again. Nothing about the way he felt changed so far, but he felt like some kind of a membrane or a bubble, had popped somewhere deep in the back of his mind, the normal state of his mind seeping out from it, to reclaim his mind sometime later.
Third, the family stood on the stage, their bodies rigid and their faces completely blank. Seems like the lights and the pendulum did their work on them.
"OK," the hypnotist said "I see people are getting ready to enjoy this, and I think our stars are ready to go. Let's start."
Ting.
Once again, that sharp sound of a struck triangle captured everyone's attention. At this point, it was starting to be annoying rather than mesmerizing.
"Walter, Deann, honies, would you be so kind as to look at each other," she said, before they did as commanded, and turned around to look at each other face-to-face. "Tell me, what do you see? Obviously, you're siblings, but is that all you see in each other?"
"He's cute," Deann blurted out in a dispassioned voice, which was the most the hypnotist was going to get from them given the state they were in.
"She's fucking hot," Walter followed in the same voice.
"What do you like about the other?" the hypnotist asked "Sexually?"
"He's tall and jacked, plus cute eyes," she replied.
"Her tits are big like friggin's melons and perfect, her ass is the stuff rap songs are written about, her cute face looks like it was made for facials," he replied.
"Did you masturbate thinking of the other?" was the next question.
"Sometimes," was her answer.
"Always," was his.
"Then show us what you have to be masturbated to," she said, stopping them as they went to take off their clothes "Take off each other's clothes, please. Walter, you first, show us what your sister has that makes you go so crazy."
Walter took the initiative, swiftly moving behind his sister, turning her to face the crowd and his agile hands immediately going to work at his sister's dress.
Had Kristi's hand not been just as swiftly working on his shaft, and his own similarly so on her pussy, Wayne would have been feeling his heartbeat in the tips of his ears, eagerly watching every moment of the show going on in front of him.
What he was waiting for was happening. Walter was being humiliated under hypnosis in front of dozens of pairs of eyes.
Very soon, his sister's large assets lay bare for the audience's prying eyes, while she just stood in place rigidly.
"Wow!" Hypnosia exclaimed in genuine astonishment "Now those are some serious bazookas you have there Deann. Show us what you always wanted to do with them, Walter."
And show he did.
Grabbing the two massive orbs of flesh that dominated his sister's chest, he went crazy playing with them, squeezing them, slapping them together, teasing her nipples with his thumbs, all to the sound of lustful, husky moans emanating from her mouth.
"I can see your cock growing in your pants," Hypnosia commented "Time to show us, don't you think? Deann, would you?" she said. Wordlessly, Walter stopped playing with his sister's assets and went in front of her to face the audience. She put her hands on his groin, and in seconds, his jeans were on the ground, immediately joined by his boxers.
His hardening cock was fully exposed to the audience.
"Nice," the hypnotist commented "As I said, this is how I like people who know each other to perform in my shows. No jumping immediately at each other's instantly ready genitals, but slowly working to get each other in the mood. Now, continue what you were doing, get each other ready for the main show, and most importantly, keep giving us something to look at."
Doing as she commanded, they now both faced the audience, him behind her to allow everyone an unrestricted view of her large tits while he played with them, while her hands worked on her moistening pussy and his hardening cock.
"What do you think about what your kids are doing, Amanda?" she asked their mother, who so far was simply blankly staring into the audience.
"I love to see them having fun!" she replied.
"Doesn't the way they are having fun shock you?" the hypnotist asked.
"I figured they'll be doing this one way ever since I realized how good looking they are going to be," was her reply.
"Especially Deann, I'd say," the hypnotist said "Not to say your son isn't a nice looking hunk. Have you ever masturbated to him, like your daughter did."
"Oh yeah," she responded enthusiastically "Me and my friends often joke that I chose Deann's name really well. It means ´Divine´, don't know if you know. And I actually played with my little kitty thinking of both of them, I'm kinda bi."
"Oh," the hypnotist exclaimed, "I wouldn't have guessed."
"Yeah, you're not the only one," she reacted "Lots of people have trouble reading me. My own name, we also joke, doesn't really fit me. At least this one."
"You changed your name?" was the next question.
"Yeah, I did," she answered, "I used to be named Lessie."
"That's a nice name, might even fit you with how athletic you seem," the hypnotist replied.
"Not so nice after hearing the thousandth dog-related joke just a month after starting first grade, trust me," she replied.
Hypnosia looked back at the two siblings. Deann's large tits, crowned by rock-hard nipples, were already starting to turn red from the savaging her brother's hands were giving them, slapping them, squeezing them, bumping them, throwing them and so on for the audience's pleasure, her mouth going dry from the constant moaning her brother's playing with her tits, and her own teasing of her now-overflowing pussy, were making her do.
As for her brother, he was ready to cum. His rock hard cock, which was constantly jerked by his sister's soft hand, was quite obviously filled up with the content of his balls and ready to burst all over his sister and the floor of the stage, undoubtedly held back only by Hypnosia's implied command to not cum until she had decided the show is over.
Given how many people in the audience, especially the siblings' friends, were pleasuring themselves to the sight, they weren't the only ones ready to burst.
It was time for her to stop tormenting those poor kids and let them have some serious fun. And she knew she had to include their mother in the fun.
Ting.
Once again, she fully captured their attention.
"Honies, stop teasing us and yourselves and give us the show we want, and don't cum until I'll tell you," she told them, as they immediately took off the rest of their clothes "Amanda, Lessie, take off your clothes as well, please," she said to their mother.
And what she ordered, they hastily did.
In moments Amanda stood on the stage naked just like her children did, while the brother and sister went from mildly teasing each other into fucking, starting with Deann sinking to her knees to give her brother a blowjob.
Her hands-on his thighs, her red lips slowly enveloped the cockhead. Slowly, but quickening the pace steadily, she started bobbing her head along the length of his cock, her large breasts jiggling wildly for the audience's pleasure as she started sucking off her brother.
"Now you, Amanda," she said to their now-naked mother "For this show, I don't want you to be ´Amanda´. I want you to be ´Lessie´ again. And I think you understand that I mean it in the way your classmates did when they made fun of you for that name."
In response, she just went on all fours, her tits looking rather impressive as they freely hung from her chest, coming quite close to reaching the ground, and barked, loudly so. She understood just what was required from her.
Hypnosia looked proudly at the unfolding scene. So far, this was shorter than most of her shows, but after this was over, she was ending this. There was no reason to continue after this "act" since she had no idea how to outdo this. A hot brother and his super-hot sister fucking while their mother walks around naked and on all fours acting like a dog? That's a level of titillation and humiliation she doubted was ever shown in any of her shows, in fact, this was the first time incest was on display in her show.
Looking at her audience itself, it was only fair for them as well that this should end soon. Most of them came at least two times already and it seemed no one was masturbating themselves or someone else, with the effects of the projectors, which were so powerful even she was surprised, pushing them past what audiences at her shows were usually able to do. At this rate, somebody could get harmed if this went on for as long as it normally did.
Then, she looked at Wayne and grinned. Some people are simply infuriatingly lucky, and he seemed to be firmly in that group. Not even intending to do it, he got revenge on Walter much more humiliating than whatever could have been in that video, plus he got a girlfriend as a bonus, as he was now on his way to his third orgasm since the show started, the first one by Kristi's mouth after two by her hand.
"Lucky bastard," she thought before Lessie's barking brought her attention back to what was happening next to her on the stage.
Deann was no inexperienced prude. Still on her knees before her brother, her hands on his thighs, red nails scratching him, she sucked him like a pro, which she undeniably was, with skills that would make many pornstars jealous. Her massive jugs jiggling and her shoulder-length flaming hair flailing in the air, she bobbed her head on his cock like a machine, bobbing up and down monotonously and taking the whole cock down her throat every couple of seconds with no regard to her gag reflex, it was crystal clear that Hypnosia's command was the only thing preventing him from filling her mouth with his hot cum.
Next to them "stood" their mother, on all fours, barking loudly at them, in between sniffing the ground, in apparent confusion as to what was happening.
"Mom, sit!" Walter ordered Lessie, who immediately obliged. "Seems like she doesn't like blowjobs," he said to his sister, prompting her to take her mouth off of his cock "How about we switch to something she might like a little more?" he asked with a grin.
Deann, immediately understanding what he meant, quickly repositioned herself to all fours with a grin on her face, her ass just inches from his spit-covered cock.
"Two good girls, that's how I like it," he commented as he prepared to penetrate her ass.
"Woof, woof!" Lessie barked as her son started scratching her head and neck while penetrating his sister, whose loud moans quickly started competing with her mother's barks.
At this point, laughter started erupting from the audience at the ridiculous scene in front of them. The hypnotic effects of the projectors were now finally starting to seriously wean off. With nothing to cloud their thinking and make them pleasure themselves or each other, and as most of them had orgasmed for the second or third time in the row now, no one in the audience was in a mood to do anything than enjoy the show they correctly felt was soon going to end.
"Oh fuck, oh fu, oh yeah!" Deann moaned as her brother quickened the pace of his fucking of her ass, slamming into her wildly and powerfully while satisfying their hypnotized mother's demands to be scratched.
"C'mon, I'm not the first guy who went there," her brother snarked "You're so enlarged there, there's no way this can be unpleasant for you. How many guys did you have there? A dozen, two dozen?" he asked.
"Just five," she replied rather angrily, before yelping as he slammed into her especially strongly "You're sixth. Some of those I didn't even want all that much, but they just burned me out with their constant hitting on me. I swear, my body is sometimes an annoying curse."
"If you think," he said teasingly before once again quickening the pace of his thrusts "I'd say it's much more of an enchanting treat than any sort of curse," he followed before slapping her ass a few times and squeezing her tits, biting yelps filling the air of the room as he did all of that.
Wayne just laughed at the sight as he shifted in his seat slightly, wiped some of his stray cum from Kristi's cheek, and let her lick it off of his thumb. Walter was exactly as much of a douche to the girls he fucked as he imagined. He was starting to feel slightly bad about bringing him there, but seeing what he was now doing quickly wiped those thoughts from his mind. Plus, they seem to be enjoying this, so where's the harm?
Another loud "Woof!" reverberated through the room, capturing the siblings' attention.
"Seems like we'll have to reposition again," he said to his sister as they both looked at their mother, who now laid on her back and demanded her tummy to be scratched.
With a slightly relieved sigh, happy that her ass won't be fucked anymore, his sister laid next to their mother, as he got on top of her and finally penetrated her pussy, supporting his weight on his elbows so he had a free hand to scratch his mother with while fucking his sister.
"Uhhh, fuck," she moaned as his hard cock finally penetrated her hungry, wet pussy, her left hand joining his right in scratching their mother.
"Nice, eh?" he asked before she replied with a nod "Get ready, you're soon getting the cream."
"Wait until I'll cum," she replied.
"Can try, it's gonna be what it's gonna be though," he said before she replied with a piercing glare.
He did, however, slow down the pace of his thrusts, turning to penetrating her in a slow but powerful manner. As happened every time after they got into a position since they got on the stage, the air in the room was quickly filled with her lustful moans.
The scene quickly turned into pure, primal eroticism, with their well-built, sweaty bodies on top of each other, his cock slowly entering and leaving her hungry pussy, moans escaping her lips with every move, silenced only by his lips meeting his and their tongues dancing together.
"Don't worry, fuck however you like," Hypnosia said, knowing she didn't have it in her to continue this for too long "In the end, I decide what's going to happen anyway. Fuck however you want, and when I hit the triangle, you'll cum at the same time, just like your friend and that gentleman did," she said before looking at Summer, whose arms were wrapped around Dee, her eyes lost in their sky-like counterparts, smiling at the sight.
Even if it was almost always unintentional, she loved seeing her shows turn strangers' lives for the better, since who wouldn't?
Taking her words into account, Walter stopped trying to hold himself back, switching to fucking his sister like a wild animal in heat instead, sweat dripping down his muscular body while he did so.
"Oh, uhh, fuck!" she stammered as he rapidly, roughly penetrated her.
"How many guys made you feel like this?" he cockily asked, "Bet I'm not the sixth one there."
"No!" she yelled "You are the first, the only, the best. You're the biggest, sexiest dude I've ever been with, that's what you want to hear bro, right?!"
"A smart girl is a good girl," he replied with a grin.
"Whatever you wanna hear, just don't stop, keep fucking me," she said.
"Oh, I will," he said "Damn, Sis. Won't lie, Mandy never made me feel like your pussy does, and I've been convinced she's the one for months now," he said as he did exactly what she wanted, keeping a quick fucking pace, her moans being his reward.
Amanda just laid next to her children, not asking to be scratched anymore and simply observing her children in a rather non-dog-like fashion. To Hypnosia, it was obvious what was going on. She, just like the audience, if not necessarily like her children, was waking up from the trance she was under. With the way those two talked with each other, they also weren't far behind.
She took out the triangle and the stick. It was just about the time to finish this.
"The way my cock feels in your pussy, the way your giant tits shake when I fuck you, the faces you make when I enter you," he said with a sigh, "I think I'm falling in love, Sis."
"Uh-huh," she moaned.
Ting.
"Oh fuck!!" she cried as the orgasm hit her.
"Cumming!" he followed, collapsing on top of her.
Cheers erupted from the audience while they laid there, unmoving, processing what had happened.
"Tomorrow's gonna be real awkward," their mother commented with a laugh as she got on her legs, only two this time. Instinctively, her children laughed as well.
Suddenly, all the lights were turned on. The normal ones.
"Well, we all had a lot of fun," Hypnosia said as she moved to the front and center of the stage amidst rumbling from her small audience "But, it's time we all start packing. This is shorter than my shows usually are, but there's no way to top this, and this is just a perfect way to end today." she said, clapping to get the people in the audience, and the ones with her on the stage, to move. Seeing the siblings and their mother walk off the stage to their friends, she continued "I hope I'll get to see as many of you as possible again, and remember, if any of you managed to sneak in here instead of paying for a ticket, I will find out, and you will regret that for a long time."
Since they were all still under her influence, her orders were carried on quite quickly.
"Nice show," Wayne told Walter as the family and their friends started to leave "Wouldn't have thought you are like that," he said, lying.
"Did you expect this to happen when you invited us there?" he asked his friend.
"Nah, not really," Wayne replied, further lying to his friend. As he did that, he looked at the stage to catch a glimpse of Hypnosia, their eyes met for a few moments, then he quickly turned back at his friend.
"Whatever, it was awesome anyway," Deann said as her full, red lips met her brother's cheek.
"Yes, exactly," Kristi said, throwing herself at her new boyfriend to likewise kiss him.
Their friends, trailing them a few steps behind, laughed at the rather infantile display in front of them.
Hypnosia watched them as they waltzed out of the room, the rest of the audience following after them, a modest grin on her face. She wondered, was this what Wayne imagined would happen when he decided to bring his friends to her show? For him to walk out of the show holding the hand of his rather plain-looking, shy friend, who jerked ad sucked him off to the sight of their friends committing incest? Said friends walking right behind them, his cum still leaking out of his sister's pussy as they did so? Another pair of their friends, one of whom's public fucking by a stranger's cock was the start of the entire show, following them also hand-in-hand, walking right next to the mother of the two siblings, who just went through what was undoubtedly the most humiliating experience of her life, being humiliated by with a joke used thousands of times on her through her entire life, right next to her children publicly fucking?
Perhaps, he did want that, though in all likelihood it didn't. Nevertheless, what he intended to happen is inconsequential now, what had happened had happened, and there is no taking it back. That last time he looked her in the eyes, then recoiled back, that didn't tell her much about his intentions.
It did, however, tell her something about the state of his consciousness. The way he recoiled from the sight of her was too instinctive to be caused by any conscious "revelation" or anything like that. He was, simply, again starting to be repulsed by her rather unique appearance, and she was sure the others were too.
That was good.
It meant they were finally waking up. Besides placing them under her control, getting people accustomed to her creepy appearance was the first effect of her lights, and pretty much the longest lasting one. No way to make a show if your audience can't stand to look at you, after all.
This meant that an awakening from the sleep-like state of trance she put them in was just a matter of minutes. Which meant that they were going to start forgetting. The state her lights pulled them into was, in fact, a little too close to actual sleep, and just like people forget roughly ninety-five percent of their dreams, so too do her audiences forget almost everything that they saw. They won't forget the general gist of what had happened, or that they had a lot of fun and should probably come back or recommend her show to their friends, and will probably be able to fill in most of the gaps, but most of the actual details will leave their minds and never be recalled again.
And that was just the best, both for her and for them. Mostly for her though. Remembering all the details of such an experience could have quite a destructive effect on the weaker minds among them, and something like that could easily, depending mostly on the level of access to weapons said individual had, escalate into a situation resulting into a threat to her life, which would be extremely unpleasant for her, to say the least.
All in all, while the various couples who left the room moments ago will probably stay together, and remember that they went through an arousing, fun, and for some embarrassing experience, they almost certainly won't stalk or ambush her, which was exactly what she wanted.
But, that was neither here nor there. Realizing she had just spent moments meaninglessly staring at a wall thinking about things that had happened a thousand times already, she chuckled at her own foolishness before moving into the small private room where she was preparing herself for the show before.
Her work for today was done, and now was the time to rest.
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