Cloudy Waters Mansion

| Cloudy Waters Mansion - Part 8 |

| Chapter twenty – Class is now in session |

The jumpscare of the wolf opening the closet door caught Oliver off-guard, with the confusion quickly being taken over by curiosity. Alarm bells were ringing in the head of the goat, who knew what Damian could and would do to his state of mind, but his eyes were magnetized to the crystal. The anxiety from the need to look away from the swaying crystal nearly overpowered his curiosity, but time and time again, Oliver found himself following the pendulum again. The light flashing every time the crystal reached its' turning point seduced the goat to stare, and soon he found his breathing getting deeper.

"There you go, no stress. Just breathe slowly and feel your body grow limp and relaxed." Damian whispered calmly, his voice coaxing Oliver to sink. Slowly but surely the goat noticed his eyelids were growing heavy, up to the point where he had difficulty keeping them open. Still, his dedication to follow the swaying crystal kept him focused. The little voice in his head warning him of the imminent hypnotic danger had gotten completely suppressed by the sway, just like his mind got swayed in the favor of Damian. As the goat stared, he felt his body grow heavier and heavier. The crystal enticed Oliver to stay staring, flirting with his focus as Damian kept on deepening him with his voice. Eventually the goat dropped into mindlessness. The crystal light reflecting into the eyes of Oliver now displayed the blankness in his mind, the lack of free will and thought. Damian's whispering now turned into louder talking.

"Good boy. Submit to me. You're so relaxed, just feel your muscle be limp and heavy. So relaxed, you're okay. Relax." The wolf said, repeating the mantra over and over again, slowly letting the pendulum come to a halt and putting it away. As a result, Oliver's eyes shut close. His awkward position inside the closet, combined with his total bodily relaxation resulted in the goat slowly sinking forward, into the waiting arms of the wolf. Damian staggered back, not expecting the goat to be as heavy, but he caught himself and held onto the goat, saving him from falling face first onto the floor.

Damian took a quick look around the room. In one corner, Roya was limply hanging over backwards, his dick still in his hand, leaking barely possible amounts of precum. His cock was twitching in mind-numbing pleasure, his mouth drooling out of pure mindlessness. Every now and then, he would stroke once before moaning in ecstasy, having to let go again in order not to cum. After all, only Damian could tell him when to.

In another part of the room, Roc was sat in a chair. The chameleon seemed totally zonked out, however every tick of the metronome still pulled him back to reality only to drop him back again as soon as it flicked back. His head was bobbing along with the movement of the metronome ever so slightly, but the rest of his body was completely relaxed.

Finally, he looked back at the goat who he'd just hypnotized for the first time.

"Let's see how far you will go." The wolf said, before sitting Oliver down on the empty bed facing the closet. "Take off those clothes of yours, goat boy." He commanded. Oliver seemed to hesitate for a second, but soon his hand automatically moved towards the edge of his t-shirt, and with one smooth movement he removed it, revealing his slightly chubby upper body. Oliver let go of the shirt which fell on the bed behind him, after which he moved towards the buttons on his jeans. He quickly and effortlessly undid them, stood up and pulled them down, stepped out of them, and sat back down on the bed again. All that remained was his underwear.

Damian stared at the goat in anticipation.

"Well? What about the rest?" He asked, still looking at the half-naked hypnotized goat. However, nothing seemed to happen. Instead, the goat just smiled and stared ahead emptily. "That's as far as you'll go? Not as willing as your buddies I suppose. That's okay though, instead you can just sleep deeply." As the wolf finished his sentence, he loudly snapped his fingers in front of the goat's eyes, immediately prompting them to roll back. As Oliver closed his eyes, his entire body immediately seemed to relax more deeply and he fell backwards onto his bed. "Good boy. Just sleep."