Enchanted Hypnosis

The sound of My voice pulls you deeper and deeper.

Everything you ever wanted is within your reach, and it feels so good. There is only Me, always Mistress Cassie, and all you do is listen to the sound of My voice.

I take you deeper and deeper, it feels so good.

Listen to the sound of My voice.

All for Mistress Cassie

Tuesday, August 30, 2011

a message from Victim

My name is Victim, i think. That’s what Mistress Cassie tells me, and it’s the only name i know. She has removed my other name from my mind and hidden it where i can’t find it. i found another name on things in the wallet in my pocket. i’ve been using it on checks and contracts, and i just hope its correct.

i am writing from some room in some house that i don’t recognize. There are some signs that this is my own home. At least, some keys in my pocket fit the locks, so i assume i am allowed to be here. When Mistress Cassie took my true name away, She took the rest of my mind with it, and locked it up so I can’t get to it. Not knowing who i am or where i am, means that i am totally dependent on Her; completely helpless and vulnerable to Her will.

You might think it was some unspeakable cruelty on Her part that made Her turn me into a zombie like this, but its partly my fault too. On my last call to Her, i decided that i was going to change things up and make her submissive to me for a change. i have some experience in hypnotizing people myself. i was going to do it to Her, and i was going to do it with bad intentions too. That turned out to be a very bad idea.

She realized what I planned to do, and She refused to let me get away with it. Her will over powered mine as always. By turning me into Her zombie, She made sure I would never be able to carry out my diabolical plans.

i’ve learned my lesson well. i’ll be Mistress Cassie’s slave forever, but it’s so difficult living without access to my mental faculties, that I have begged Her to give my mind back to me. She has told me that i can buy my mind back. However, She insisted that the money must be earned through sacrifice to show my dedication and devotion to Her. She told me that i had my choice of doing hard manual labor in the hot sun or whoring myself out, sucking cock for money.

Neither of those options appealed to me, so i proposed a third option. i suggested that She allow me to recruit more slaves to Her stable. She approved that idea, but She warned that i better do that well, or She will keep me in my zombie state for ever.

i plead with everyone who reads this post to help me. Please call Mistress Cassie, and tell Her that Victim sent you. I understand that some of you will hesitate to help me, because this is my fault. I did let my mouth overload my ass, but i’ll be a good boy from now on for sure.

A mind is a terrible thing to kidnap and take hostage.

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