stories from hypnosis paradise

Captured

Hello scribbles. 

I first want to say sorry for not uploading last week. My life is currently very busy and I don't have a lot of motivation or energy to write right now. But I am trying to juggle my new job, school and normal life together with my writing, so please be a little patient a little longer. 
Second, sorry if today's story isn't as long or as detailed as usual. As I said, I don't have much energy or time. So I will have to put out what I can at the moment. 

Now, with that out of the way. Let's get into the story. 

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'My, now this is so interesting.' a male voice echoes through the room. 'I didn't expect you would actually fall for it, this trap is quite obvious.' Sunspot's struggles against the ropes, making her skin feel like it's on fire. 'The one and only Sunspot, right in my thrall. It's almost, comical.'

Heavy footsteps came from her light, and Sunspot quickly turns her head around to see a male walking towards her, a confident smile on his face. He wore a nice suit and held a walking stick in his hand on the glass orb that was at the top. 'Who are you?' Her voice came out raspy like she hadn't spoken for weeks.
The male stops in front of her, smiling as he looks down. The girl started struggling more, wanting to hit this guy in the face. 'You can call me Enchanter.' he says. 'And you, my lovely Sunspot, are so lucky today. You get the one in a lifetime chance of getting your mind wiped of all pains and struggle.'
The immobilized heroine stops struggling to get out of the ropes and looks at the male confused, what villain would do such a kind thing. 'In exchange for the capability to think at all, of course.' Enchanter says smirking.

A shiver runs down Sunspot's back. The way he spoke about it, so cheery yet a hint of harmful intent. It was unsettling, the difference in the moods shouldn't be in one tone. In one voice. 'Don't you dare touch me!'
The male looks down at the captured girl amused. She needs to do something. 'I will burn you harder than a thousand suns ever could.' she glares daggers at him, hoping the statement will make him hesitate, at least long enough for her to get the alarm signal to the other heroes.
If only she could move her hands.
'You know struggling won't help, right?' Walking closer, Enchanter continues talking. 'And there isn't any sunlight here. All the lights are artificial, of course, you have noticed that you are powerless here. No sun, no powers.'
Shivering more, one question gets inside her head. How did this guy know? The heroine hadn't shared this information with anyone but her closest friends. Did, he know her in any way? 'Who are you, only my friends know that information.' she mutters.
'You still don't recognize me, do you?' the male shakes his head, sighing. 'I could have known. You were, no are, dense.' He starts laughing maniacally, a madman's laughter. 'You don't even know who captured you. Do you never notice me?'

Looking inside his eyes, her mind tries to puzzle the pieces back together. 'Stop pretending as if you try.' the male hits her with the walking stick. 'You don't care about me, at all.'
His words accompany her cry of pain as it shoots through her body. That hurt more than it should, she shouldn't be so sensitive to a simple hit. How strong was this man? Hitting her with just a stick shouldn't hurt her. She wasn't like humans.
'Oh dear, that confused face is so adorable. I'm going to love it when you are all blank later on.' he says as he chuckles. 'You know, I think I'll keep my identity hidden, just to see you like that more.' The male grabs her chin harshly, making her whine in pain. 'But to answer the confusion of how that hurt, I made sure you'll be able to feel pain, discomfort, comfort and even pleasure now. After all, a good slave isn't finished if they can't give their master pleasure.'
Her stomach twists as she thinks about it. Giving a stranger, a criminal pleasure? 'Never!' The heroine shouts, pushing the man away the best she can. 'I won't become your slave. I am not a toy for you to play with!'
'But you are.' the male says in a honey-sweet voice. 'And you are just loving it too, that's the best part.' he says. 'Now, let's start shall we.'

Fear pools in her eyes as Sunspot looks at the walking stick of the male, the orb on top of it as it starts glowing and pulsing. It seemed to have spirals in it too, but they were too vague to be sure. Maybe if she looks closer she can figure it out.

'That's a good girl, look closely. Try to figure it out and I'll reward you.' The male says as he brings the orb closer to her face, looking down at her. 'Look into the orb for me, hero.'
Sunspot doesn't care that she is listening to a villain, doing as they tell her to do. She just wants to figure out what is going on with this orb, then she will kick his butt.
Focusing all her attention on the orb, her muscles relax. A soft sigh leaving Sunspots lips, as she smiles a little. This isn't too bad, yes she is tied up but she can at least just look at this thing and worry about stopping villains later.
'Isn't this much better?' the villain asks. 'You don't have to worry about being a hero. You told me that that was so stressful, wasn't it?'
Sunspot nods a little, whoever this was. He knows her well. Fighting villains is stressful. 'But this is nice, it's relaxing to watch my orb isn't it? To feel nice and calm. It makes you feel, so good. So, obedient.'
And as he says that, a lump forms in Sunspots throat. She tries to look away from the orb, she doesn't want to be obedient to this villain. She needs to fight him, no matter how stressful it is.
The villain puts the stick and orb in a special holder, right in front of her vision and walks behind her. Still trying to look away, Sunspot finds her eyes are caught on the orb. She can't look away.

Suddenly, 2 hands start to massage her shoulders. 'Relax.' the male voice whispers in her ear. 'You have been working so hard lately, don't you think you deserve a small break. To just relax and let my voice guide you.'
It gets harder to struggle, her body starting to relax again. 'You don't have to worry my little slave. You can just watch the pretty orb and let all your worries fade away from your mind. From your being, as you are just a blank slate for me.'
'N-no.' she whispers. 'I'm a hero.' Tears form in her eyes, she doesn't want to be a slave. A slate for him to write on. That's not what she is, right?
'You are a hero. And hero's serve the people.' the male says. 'I am one of those people, so as a hero you serve me.'
That's right. She serves, the people she protects. Is, he really one of those people. 'You are serving me, hero.' the male says.

She nods a little. 'Yeah. I, serve the people. I serve you.' Smiling a little, Sunspot feels her worries fade away. She isn't giving in to a villain now. She is just serving the people she helps.
'That's good. You like serving me. It makes you feel so relaxed, so happy.' he says. 'You like feeling relaxed for me. You like just enjoying yourself and not having to worry about anything. I'll think for you, and you just obey my commands.'
His hands stop massaging her shoulders, making her whine. Instead, one of them starts stroking her hair a little. As the other massages her neck. It feels, so good. He makes her feel good. Maybe not thinking will feel good too.
'Let your mind slowly slip away, as I stroke your hair, massaging your neck. You are feeling so relaxed, so good.' Sunspot slumps into his touch, her head only kept up by his hand. 'Aren't you getting a little sleepy dear?'
She nods, be it with struggle. But thoughts, words, they just won't form. 'That's right, you are feeling so sleepy. It's so hard to stay awake right now.'
Eyes fluttering, Sunspot almost falls asleep. But she wants to watch the pretty orb. It makes her feel good. 'Yeah...' she says.
'Then close your eyes. Listen to my voice, as I count down. At 0 you will be deep asleep, and completely obedient to me and what I say.'
Sunspot whispers something, she doesn't even know what it is. 'Good girl.'

The male starts counting, and she relaxes more. Her last thoughts fade, as she lets her head roll against his arm. 'And 0. Sleep.' Her eyes shut close, and her mind drifts away. Empty and obedient, all that she currently feels.
'Now, listen to me, silly slave.' the voice says.

One week later.

The door opens and she quickly hurries to it. 'Hello, master, welcome home!' Sunspot says exited, as she bows on the ground in front of the male. 'I did what you asked, the bat is ready and in the basement.'
A soft hand pets her head. 'Good slave. As a reward, you can go to the blank room and stay there till I get you. Okay?'
She looks up at the male and giggles, excited to blank herself of all those pesky tiny thoughts. Master always was so kind if he allowed her to blank. 'Okay Master enchanter!' she chirps as she rushes to the room, not minding his chuckles.
'Such a good, stupid slave.'