The Slut Hypnotist
Copyright© 2024 by Kinkbugs
Chapter 4
Mind Control Sex Story: Chapter 4 - Young Tina Sandoval agrees to participate in a study about hypnosis. Little does she know, Dr Hoffman is planning on turning her into a piss-loving painal slave through her hypnosis sessions. Follow along as she slowly blossoms as a pee-guzzling teen slut.
Caution: This Mind Control Sex Story contains strong sexual content, including Ma/ft ft/ft Mult Hypnosis Reluctant Heterosexual Humiliation Rough Anal Sex Water Sports
“Are you still very anxious?”
Tina shook her head, reclining in Dr Hoffman’s chair.
She was a little embarrassed, but not very anxious. She was embarrassed in the way adults felt a little silly when they still liked childish things. Her love of urine felt a little silly, like a guilty pleasure. But it wasn’t as if she was going to go to extreme lengths to hide it! Not after realizing her schoolmate was just like her.
Lela invited her out for a TinkleBelle get together but Tina was still on the fence about it. She found it hard to believe that there were so many girls and men who were into the same thing in her city.
“No, but I’m kind of embarrassed,” Tina confessed.
“About what?” Dr Hoffman asked.
“I ... I have ... I have a fetish? And it seems a little childish. And I don’t want people to know even though it’s harmless.”
Dr Hoffman nodded.
“That’s perfectly fine, we can work on that now.”
By now, Tina was used to their routine. She closed her eyes and started to take deep breaths as Dr Hoffman counted her down.
Maybe it was just her perception but she was finding it easier and easier to slip into that meditative state. As Tina’s consciousness began to drift, she heard Dr Hoffman murmur something about a toilet, and then she sank under.
At some point, Tina opened her eyes in a haze. There were headphones over her ears and a young woman was saying something to her.
“I love drinking piss. I am a toilet whore. Piss feels so good. Piss tastes amazing. Draining men’s bladders is my life purpose~”
Tina blinked. The voice sounded a lot like the one in her own head so it didn’t feel very strange. In fact, it sounded as if she was repeating those things to herself in the mirror, like the affirmations the school counsellor made them do at the beginning of the year.
No, the stranger thing was how Dr Hoffman was standing over her, his cock out and aimed at her face.
Tina opened her mouth immediately, body moving by itself. She instinctively knew what he wanted and tilted her head back.
“I suck all cocks. I fuck all cocks. My throat is a cocksleeve. Painal is good. Painal is amazing. Draining men’s balls is my life purpose~”
The little voice had faded into the background. Tina was aware of it, but wasn’t really paying attention to it. She was more concerned about the nice fat cock in front of her face. Tina swayed as she adjusted her position, bringing her head within pissing distance of Dr Hoffman’s cock.
Dr Hoffman remained still.
Tina shuffled forwards until her lips were wrapped around the tip of his penis.
The head of it was lovely, soft. It felt so nice on her lips. Tina suckled a little as she looked up at Dr Hoffman expectantly. He stared down at her, a pleased expression on his face. Before Tina could do or say anything else hot piss began to fill Tina’s mouth.
Her eyes closed in bliss.
It was bitter and salty, the heat of it warmed her from the inside out and made her pussy wetter. It was incredible.
“I love drinking piss. I am a toilet whore. Piss feels so good. Piss tastes amazing. Draining men’s bladders is my life purpose~”
Tina swallowed eagerly, gulping down the hot bladder juice that jetted into her mouth. She swallowed and swallowed and swallowed, her cunt pulsing with arousal as Dr Hoffman filled her belly with his golden essence.
Tina was a toilet whore. Piss felt so good. Piss tasted amazing. Draining men’s bladders was her life purpose. All these were facts. Tina couldn’t deny it anymore than she could deny the sun was hot and the sky was blue.
She felt happy, knowing that she was drinking piss and that a man was using her as a toilet. Sure, it was humiliating and degrading, but she was a toilet whore and those things were second nature to her. The feeling of being an object to satisfy a man’s lust and needs was incredibly submissive, and it felt so right to Tina.
The flow of pee slowed to a halt and Dr Hoffman pulled his cock back just a little.
“Open,” he commanded.
Tina obeyed.
She maintained eye contact as he wiped the tip of his penis on her tongue.
“Did that taste nice?” he asked.
“Yes,” Tina replied, her own voice hazy and far off. She felt like she was adrift, cast away on a sea of urine, bobbing up and down on straw yellow waves.