Friendly Hypnosis Gone Wrong

Friendly Hypnosis Gone Wrong

In the heart of Solara City, where neon lights danced across glass towers and shadows whispered secrets, two heroines stood as living legends: Aurora and Seraphina. Their names were etched into the city’s lore, not just for their beauty, but for their uncanny ability to bend the will of even the most dangerous minds.

Aurora, 28, was a vision of celestial elegance. She stood five feet, nine inches tall, with a graceful, athletic build weighing 135 pounds. Her platinum blonde hair flowed like liquid silver, catching the light with every movement. Her icy blue eyes were mesmerizing, piercing, radiant, and impossibly hypnotic. She wore a shimmering bodysuit that reflected the colors of the northern lights, silver and pale violet hues swirling like magic. Star motifs adorned her suit, and her face was bare—no mask to hide her identity, only confidence and power.

Seraphina, 30, was equally captivating, though her beauty burned with a fiercer flame. She stood five feet, seven inches, her frame lithe and agile at 125 pounds. Her raven-black hair was often tied back in a sleek ponytail, emphasizing the sharp angles of her cheekbones and the intensity of her emerald-green eyes. Her costume was a deep crimson and gold bodysuit, designed to evoke the image of a phoenix. Feathered accents lined her shoulders and boots, and like Aurora, she wore no mask, her gaze alone was enough to command attention.

Both women possessed a rare and formidable power: ocular hypnosis. With a single glance, they could lull enemies into submission, extract secrets, or turn chaos into calm. Their powers were equal parts art and weapon, and they wielded them with precision and flair.

Though their personalities differed, Aurora was serene and strategic, Seraphina bold and impulsive, they shared a deep mutual respect. They often teamed up to battle the city’s most dangerous female villains, from the illusion-casting Mirage to the cybernetic genius Circuit Siren. Their teamwork was seamless, their victories legendary.

Their friendship was laced with playful rivalry, especially when it came to their hypnotic talents.

“You know I had that jewel thief confessing before you even stepped into the room,” Aurora teased one evening, reclining on a rooftop ledge as the city glowed beneath them.

Seraphina smirked, stretching her arms. “Only because I softened her up first. Face it, I’ve got the edge.”

Aurora laughed, her eyes twinkling. “Edge? Oh, Please! I’m much better at hypnosis than you are.” She paused for a moment, then continued with a grin. “Let’s settle this once and for all.”

Seraphina raised an eyebrow and smiled. “Are you proposing a duel?”

“A friendly one,” Aurora said, sitting up. “You and me. Heroine to heroine. Eye to eye. Let’s see who’s really the queen of hypnosis.”

Seraphina’s smile turned sly. “Alright. But let’s make it interesting. Loser becomes the winner’s personal servant for a week. You know, errands, foot rubs, laundry.”

Aurora burst into laughter as she stood up and moved toward the center of the rooftop. “Deal. I hope you’re ready to be at my beck and call, giving me massages, cooking gourmet meals for me, being used as my footrest, etcetera.”

“Ha!” Seraphina laughed. “You will be doing those things for me.”

“We’re about to find out, aren’t we?” asked Aurora with a smile and a wink.

They stood, facing each other, the wind tugging at their hair and costumes. Their eyes locked, each preparing to unleash the full force of their hypnotic powers, not in battle, but in a test of skill, will, and playful pride.

The duel was about to begin.

Aurora and Seraphina stood poised on the rooftop, the city lights casting a soft glow around them. Their eyes met, and for a moment, they simply smiled, two powerful women, friends and friendly rivals, about to test the limits of their unique gifts.

Aurora’s voice was smooth and melodic, her words laced with subtle suggestion. “You’re already feeling it, aren’t you?” she teased, her icy blue eyes locking onto Seraphina’s.

Seraphina chuckled, her tone rich and confident. “You wish. I’ve barely started.” Her emerald gaze shimmered with intensity as she leaned forward slightly, her voice dipping into a hypnotic rhythm.

The duel began.

Both Aurora and Seraphina moved in a slow circle in the center of the flat rooftop, both grinning, their eyes locked onto one another

Their eyes glowed faintly, each heroine channeling her power through gaze and voice. The air between them seemed to ripple, charged with invisible energy. Aurora’s words flowed like a gentle stream, calm and persuasive. Seraphina’s voice was fire, warm, commanding, impossible to ignore.

Back and forth they went, each trying to draw the other in, each resisting with equal strength. Aurora blinked slowly, her pupils dilating as she focused her power. Seraphina tilted her head, her eyes narrowing with playful determination. Their expressions shifted subtly, smiles fading into concentration, brows furrowing as they pushed harder.

Aurora felt a tug at the edge of her awareness, a soft pull like a dream trying to take hold. She shook it off, intensifying her gaze. Seraphina, too, felt the pressure mounting, her thoughts beginning to blur at the edges. But she stood firm, her voice growing more melodic, more persuasive.

Neither gained ground.

The two continued their hypnotic dance, each using their hypnotic gaze to gain an advantage while they teased each other with their voices, trying to subtly influence the other into a trance. This went on for nearly half an hour without either gaining an advantage.

Then, in a moment of mutual resolve, both heroines unleashed a final, powerful surge of hypnotic energy at the same moment. Their eyes flared with brilliance—blue and green light colliding in a dazzling burst. The rooftop was bathed in a surreal glow as their powers met in perfect symmetry.

And then… stillness and silence.

Aurora and Seraphina stood motionless, their eyes still locked, glowing faintly. Their expressions softened, their bodies relaxed. They were entranced, not by defeat, but by the sheer force of their own combined power reflected back at them. Each had matched the other so perfectly that their minds slipped into a suspended state, caught in the mesmerizing loop they had created together.

They stared at each other, perfectly still, their gazes vacant yet glowing. Neither saw the other now. Neither moved. Both were deeply entranced The city continued to hum around them, unaware that its two greatest protectors stood frozen in a moment of hypnotic equilibrium.

There they remained, entranced, silent, completely hypnotized, locked in a gaze that neither could break.

Aurora and Seraphina remained locked in place, their bodies perfectly still, their gazes fused in a silent, glowing standoff. The rooftop was quiet save for the distant hum of traffic and the occasional gust of wind that tugged at their shimmering costumes and flowing hair. Yet neither heroine reacted. Their eyes, once vibrant with power and personality, now stared blankly into each other’s, unblinking and vacant, their minds now completely blank.

Their duel had ended not with victory, but with a draw, each woman’s hypnotic power so evenly matched that their final surge had overwhelmed them both. Their minds, once sharp and commanding, were now suspended in a deep trance. Thoughts had faded into silence. Intent had dissolved into stillness. They stood as living statues, entranced and unaware, locked in a moment that stretched from minutes into hours.

Three hours passed with the beautiful heroines still locked in their mutual hypnotic trance.

Then, from the shadows of a nearby rooftop access stairwell, a figure emerged—elegant, poised, and unmistakably dangerous. Nyx, the infamous villainess of Solara City, stepped into the moonlight with feline grace.

Nyx was 32, her beauty as striking as it was unnerving. She stood five feet, ten inches, her figure tall and commanding, with a dancer’s poise and a predator’s precision. Her skin was a smooth, dusky bronze, and her long, obsidian hair fell in sleek waves down her back. Her eyes were a deep violet, glowing faintly even in the dim light, hinting at the power that lay within.

She wore a form-fitting bodysuit of midnight black, threaded with shimmering amethyst patterns that pulsed like constellations. A high collar framed her face, and a flowing cape trailed behind her, catching the wind like smoke. Her boots were heeled and silent, her gloves tipped with silver claws that glinted ominously.

Nyx’s power was as seductive as it was formidable, hypnosis, like Aurora and Seraphina, but with a darker twist. Her gaze could unravel minds, sow confusion, and bend wills to her own. She was a master manipulator, a shadow in the city’s light.

As she approached the two heroines, she paused, her violet eyes narrowing in amusement. She tilted her head, observing the scene with growing delight. Aurora and Seraphina stood motionless, their eyes locked, their minds clearly ensnared in a mutual hypnotic trance.

Nyx’s lips curled into a wicked grin.

“Well, well,” she murmured, her voice like velvet laced with venom. “What do we have here?”

She circled them slowly, savoring the moment. Two of her greatest adversaries, powerful, proud, and now utterly unaware, had hypnotized each other into stillness, mindless oblivion. It was a rare sight, and an even rarer opportunity.

Nyx folded her arms, her grin widening as she considered the possibilities. She hadn’t lifted a finger, and yet here they were, entranced, vulnerable, and completely at her mercy.

She said nothing more, simply watching them with gleaming eyes, letting the silence stretch as she contemplated her next move.

Nyx had waited years for this moment.

From the shadows of Solara City, she had watched Aurora and Seraphina rise to prominence, two paragons of justice whose hypnotic powers rivaled her own. Time and again, she had tried to outmaneuver them, to draw them into her web, but they had always been one step ahead. Their bond, their strength, their unwavering will had kept her at bay.

Until now.

As she paced slowly around the rooftop, her violet eyes never left the two heroines. They remained frozen, locked in their mutual trance, unaware of the world around them. Their duel had been so perfectly matched, so intense, that it had left them both suspended in a state of deep entrancement. Their minds were quiet now, their expressions serene, their gazes still fused in a hypnotic loop.

Nyx’s heels clicked softly against the rooftop as she circled them, her cape fluttering behind her. She studied them with a mix of admiration and cunning. Aurora’s platinum hair shimmered in the moonlight, cascading over her shoulders like a waterfall of light. Her silver-violet bodysuit hugged her form, the starry patterns catching the glow of the city. Seraphina stood equally still, her raven hair rippling gently in the breeze, her crimson and gold costume gleaming like embers in the night.

They were breathtaking. Powerful. And now, completely unaware of her presence or the danger they were in.

Nyx’s thoughts swirled with possibility. This wasn’t just a victory, it was a gift. The heroines had done this to themselves, creating the perfect opening. No traps, no battles, no resistance. Just two of the city’s greatest defenders, standing entranced before her.

She paused between them, her gaze flicking from one to the other. “So beautiful,” she murmured, almost to herself. “So strong. And now… so very still, so very hypnotized.”

Her grin widened, sharp and wicked.

“Okay, ladies,” she said aloud, her voice dripping with anticipation. “It’s time to make you mine.”

She stood there, savoring the moment, her mind racing with plans. But for now, she took no action—only watched, letting the tension build as the night held its breath.

Nyx stood near the two heroines, her violet eyes gleaming with anticipation. The rooftop was quiet, the city below unaware of the delicate moment unfolding above. Aurora and Seraphina remained perfectly still, their gazes locked, their minds suspended in the hypnotic loop they had created. Their bodies were relaxed, their expressions serene, entranced, unaware, and vulnerable.

Nyx knew she had to tread carefully. Hypnosis was a delicate art, especially when dealing with minds as powerful and disciplined as Aurora’s and Seraphina’s. She stepped closer, her voice soft and deliberate.

“Aurora, Seraphina,” she said, her tone smooth and coaxing, “do you hear me?”

There was a pause, then two voices responded in perfect unison, calm and distant.

“Yes, Nyx. We hear you.”

Nyx’s eyes widened. Even in their current hypnotic state, the two heroines had recognized her. She circled them slowly, watching their faces for any flicker of awareness. There was none. Her smile widened. Her presence and her voice had not snapped them out of their trance. She might possibly be able to take control of them without much resistance.

“Are the two of you deeply entranced and hypnotized?” she asked, her voice dipping into a rhythm designed to reinforce the trance.

Again, the answer came, steady and synchronized.

“Yes.”

She tilted her head, studying them. Their posture was relaxed, their breathing slow. She could see the faint glow in their eyes, the lingering energy of their duel still pulsing between them.

“Do you like being hypnotized like this?” she asked, her voice now tinged with curiosity.

Aurora’s lips parted slightly. “Yes, Nyx. I love being hypnotized.”

Seraphina followed, her voice soft and dreamy. “Yes, Nyx. This feels so wonderful.”

Nyx’s heart quickened—not with malice, but with the thrill of possibility. She had never imagined they would be so open, so receptive. She had expected resistance and defiance. Instead, she found serenity.

She took a slow breath, her next question carefully chosen.

“Do you wish to remain hypnotized, or do you desire to be awakened?”

Aurora’s voice was gentle, almost wistful. “I want to stay like this. It is so wonderful.”

Seraphina echoed her, her tone filled with quiet contentment. “I want to remain hypnotized. It is perfect.”

Nyx paused, letting the silence settle around them. She looked at the two heroines—still, serene, and completely unaware of the world around them. She could feel the weight of the moment, the power she now held.

She grinned, her voice low and deliberate.

“Okay, ladies. It is time for the tricky part.”

She said nothing more for several minutes,. Nyx simply stood there, letting the tension build as the night held its breath.

Nyx took a deep breath then asked the critical question. “Since the two of you enjoy being hypnotized and feeling the way you do now, would you like for me to take control of you in your hypnotized state?”

The still hypnotized Aurora smiled slightly and answered. “Oh, yes, Nyx. I would love for you to hypnotically control me”

Seraphina answered and said, “Yes, Nyx. Being under your hypnotic control would be a dream come true.”

Nyx’s wicked grin grew even larger. She could not believe it. Both heroines actually wanted to be hypnotized and controlled by her. Just to be certain she hadn’t imagined their responses, she asked them again and got the exact same answer. They really did want her to control them.

Nyx realized she was shaking uncontrollably from excitement. Her long-time dream was mere moments from becoming a reality. She was about to hypnotize and enslave both Aurora and Seraphina.

“Aurora and Seraphina,” Nyx said after taking a couple of deep breaths to calm her nerves. “If the two of you truly desire to be hypnotized by me, you will obey my commands starting now. You will begin by calling me Mistress Nyx. Do you understand?”

“Yes, Mistress Nyx,” both heroines said in unison.

“Next,” continued Nyx. “The two of you will remain deeply entranced but will deactivate your hypnotic gazes when I tell you ro. Once deactivated, you will remain entranced and in the position you are currently in until I tell you to move. Do you understand?”

“Yes, Mistress Nyx,” the pair replied.

“Deactivate your gazes now,” commanded Nyx.

Aurora and Seraphina did as they were told. The glow in their eyes disappeared but they remained entranced and absolutely still as Nyx had commanded.

Nyx turned her attention solely to Aurora and said, “Aurora, if you truly desire to be hypnotized and obedient to me, face me and look directly into my eyes so I can take control of you.”

Aurora obediently turned toward Nyx and said, “Please hypnotize me, Mistress Nyx. I want to belong to you.”

“As you wish, my soon-to-be-slave.” Nyx said with a grin as she activated her own hypnotic gaze toward the heroine, her violet-colored eyes glowing fiercely.

No words were spoken as Nyx gained control over Aurora. None were necessary. Nyx’s eyes were all she needed with a willing and already hypnotized subject like Aurora. It didn’t take long before Aurora reached the point of no return and fell under Nyx’s complete control. Her eyes widened, her facial expression went blank, her mouth fell open, and she dropped to her knees while still maintaining eye contact with Nyx.

Nyx deactivated her gaze and stared at the helplessly hypnotized heroine.

“Do you have anything to say, slave Aurora?” she asked with a smirk.

“Yes, Mistress Nyx,” the heroine said. “I belong to you now, Mistress. I am your obedient hypnotized slave. I exist to serve and obey only you.”

“Perfect!” Nyx laughed. “Stay on your knees and don’t move while I tend to your friend.”

“Yes, Mistress Nyx,” the hypnotized Aurora replied.

Nyx turned toward Seraphina and found she was posed exactly as she had been when Nyx had commanded the two heroines to deactivate their hypnotic gazes, just as she had expected to find her.

Nyx then spoke to Seraphina, echoing the words she had spoken to Aurora, “Seraphina, if you truly desire to be hypnotized and obedient to me, face me and look directly into my eyes so I can take control of you.”

Seraphina obediently turned toward Nyx and said, “Mistress Nyx, please hypnotize me and take control of my mind. I want to be enslaved by you.”

“Very well, my dear, a grinning Nyx said as she looked directly into Seraphina’s eyes and activated her hypnotic gaze. “Your desire is about to be fulfilled.”

As with Aurora, Nyx said nothing, allowing her eyes to do the talking for her. It had been many years since she had seen two such willing subjects, and neither of them had been heroines. Again, as with Aurora, it did not take long for Seraphina to cross the point of no return and become completely hypnotized by Nyx. Like Aurora before her, Seraphina’s eyes widened, her facial expression went blank, her mouth fell open, and she dropped to her knees while still maintaining eye contact with Nyx.

Nyx deactivated her gaze and grinned wickedly at Seraphina.

“Do you have anything to say, slave Seraphina?” she asked with a smirk.

“Yes, Mistress Nyx,” answered Seraphina, parroting the words Aurora had spoken minutes earlier. “I belong to you now, Mistress. I am your obedient hypnotized slave. I exist to serve and obey only you.”

It was done! Nyx’s long-dreamt-of goal had been achieved. Aurora and Seraphina, the biggest thorns in her side had been hypnotized and were now enslaved to her. She stared at the two kneeling slaves who looked at her with blank expressions. She reach out and caressed the left cheek of each woman.

“Finally,” Nyx said. “You two belong to me. No more thwarting my plans. Instead, the two of you will help me carry out my plans, won’t you my slaves?”

“Yes, Mistress Nyx,” the two answered in unison, their voices a hypnotized monotone.

Nyx continued the gloat for a while as she kept staring at her new slaves. Suddenly, a thought occurred to her. It was something that she was surprised she didn’t catch earlier. She snickered as she thought about it, then realized that she had been so caught up in the moment of her victory that it slid past her. She turned back to the hypnotized twosome.

“Slaves,” she said. “I know that since you are now hypnotized and obedient to me, you are incapable of lying to me or holding anything back. Answer me truthfully, slave Aurora first. Did either of you have a secret desire to become my hypnotized slave? If so, explain your answer.”

“Yes, Mistress Nyx,” Aurora said. “I have had a strong desire to be your hypnotized slave for about three years now. You nearly had me during one of our battles and since then, I have often fantasized about you hypnotizing and enslaving me. The thought of being controlled by you was so… erotic and enticing. I even considered losing a battle to you intentionally so that you could hypnotize and enslave me.”

“Interesting,” Nyx said with a thoughtful expression on her face. “And you, slave Seraphina? You said earlier that being under my hypnotic control would be a dream come true. Did you really dream about me hypnotizing you?”

“Yes, Mistress Nyx. I did.” Seraphina answered with a solemn nod. “Like slave Aurora, my thoughts about being hypnotized and enslaved by you started after one of our battles when I narrowly escaped falling under your control. That was seven years ago. For weeks afterwards, I would wake up from a dream where you had hypnotized me, controlled me completely, and used me as a sex slave. I would wake up horny and wet, rubbing myself. The thought of being your hypnotized slave became almost an obsession. I also had considered losing to you on purpose so that I could become your hypnotized slave. This truly is a dream come true.”

“Wow,” Nyx exclaimed. “It looks all three of us had dreams about this and our collective dreams were finally fulfilled tonight. I got what I wanted, complete control of you two, and the two of you got what you wanted and have become my hypnotized slaves. We all won!”

Nyx was correct. She, Aurora, and Seraphina had all won. Nyx had gained the two hypnotized slaves she had wanted for years while Aurora and Seraphina had been hypnotized and enslaved by Nyx, just as they had dreamed about but dared not admit to anyone, even themselves. All three women were exactly where they wanted to be.

Nyx was thoughtful for a moment then asked, “And what do you slaves think about the idea of being villainesses now and helping me commit crimes and enslave other heroines?”

“I love the idea, Mistress Nyx,” Aurora answered as her face brightened. “My purpose now is to obey everything you say. I cannot wait to help you!”

“I feel the same way Aurora feels, Mistress Nyx,” Seraphina replied, her face brightening as much as Aurora’s. “As I said before, my long-time dream has been to be enslaved by you and obey you. Now you are allowing me to live out that dream.”

Nyx grinned again and said, “I think you two will be very useful slaves.”

“Thank you, Mistress Nyx,” both heroines replied simultaneously.

“Now,” Nyx continued as she turned to leave. “Get on your feet and follow me, slaves. We have a long night ahead of us.”

“Yes, Mistress Nyx,” the pair of slaves told their Mistress as they rose to their feet and followed Nyx to her mansion. Their service to her was just beginning.