The Slut Hypnotist
Copyright© 2024 by Kinkbugs
Chapter 8
Mind Control Sex Story: Chapter 8 - 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 Scatology Water Sports
Tina giggled as she followed Lela down the halls to Mr Craddock’s room. School had let out an hour ago and the two of them were hanging around just to get some time with their teachers.
“Hello girls!” Mr Roy said when he opened the door.
After Tina met Mr Roy at the TinkleBelle Ball, she soon found out that he was friends with Mr Craddock and the two of them sometimes shared TinkleBelles.
It was exciting, having a secret that only the four of them knew in the school. Tina wouldn’t have believed it if anyone had told her a year ago that she would have turned into a piss guzzling slut just before her graduation and prom. Now, she couldn’t imagine being anything else.
“Hello Mr Roy, hello Mr Craddock!” the two girls chorused.
“We’ve got a surprise for you today,” Mr Craddock said, holding up two long and thin pink rods, each with a flower on the end.
Lela gasped.
“Oh my god! Peestoppers!” She reached for them but then Mr Craddock laughed and pulled his hand out of the way.
Tina had seen them on the TinkleBelle app. Some of the other piss sluts wore them, silicone sounds that went all the way into their bladders and prevented them from pissing. They looked very pretty and cute and Tina wanted one, but she was still saving up for more TinkleBelle jewelry.
“Nuh-uh, you know the tradition!” Mr Craddock laughed.
Lela immediately hopped up onto the counter, shucked off her G-string, and spread her legs wide.
“Please Mr Craddock please please please!”
The science teacher chuckled, handing Mr Roy the other peestopper before leaning over Lela’s body. He immediately started shoving it up Lela’s urethra, chuckling some more when she moaned in pain.
“What’s the tradition?” Tina asked Mr Roy curiously.
“Ah, when a man buys a TinkleBelle a flower, he gets to put it in,” Mr Roy said and winked at her.
“Oh! ... Does that mean you’ll put mine in?” Tina asked eagerly.
“Depends on if you want it or not,” Mr Roy looked at her seriously. “I know Lela has always wanted stoppers and to stretch out her urethra, but this is really up to you.”
Tina had no clue why she would say no. She loved piss and playing with it. She loved being a vessel for male waste. And somehow, she didn’t know why, the idea of opening up her pisshole and eventually allowing a man to use it like his personal cocksleeve felt completely natural.
“I do!” Tina said eagerly. She grabbed the nearest chair, sat down, and spread her legs as well.
The past few times, Tina had been kneeling between Mr Roy’s legs, eagerly slurping and sucking on his cock. Now, he knelt between her legs and scrutinized the tiny hole just below her clit.
“Well, here goes nothing!”
There was a strange burning sensation, but it was swiftly overwhelmed by how horny it made Tina. Her body was responding far too eagerly, as if it had already understood how getting her peehole fucked felt good.
Her urethral sphincter flexed a couple of times but ultimately Mr Roy’s prodding forced the silicone stopper past the muscle and all the way up into Tina’s bladder.
Tina gasped, watching the little peony flower come to rest under her clit.
“Fuck, that’s so fucking hot,” Mr Roy growled. He pushed Tina’s legs up, unzipped his fly and then shoved himself balls deep into her sopping wet cunt. But instead of settling into a rough rhythm, he only gave Tina’s pussy a few hard thrusts, grinding against her new peestopper, then pulling it out. Tina was about to protest the lack of dick in her teen box when Mr Roy jammed his schlong all the way into Tina’s shitter.
Tina clapped her hands over her mouth to muffle her squeal of pain and arousal. Her asshole, which she was sure never really had been touched before, accepted Mr Roy’s cock as if it was an old friend. Yes, there was a bit of resistance, but not as much as Tina had expected. It was as if her shithole was a second cunt!
Next to her, on the counter, Lela was also getting an ass pounding.
Tina reached out and Lela grabbed her hand. The two teenage students held hands as their teachers railed their tight little shitters roughly.
Tina’s eyes were watering. Her peehole was twitching and with every twitch, it would feel the silicone inside and then make her pussy throb. Her asshole was also twitching, and with every twitch it would feel Mr Roy’s cock inside and that also made her pussy throb. Her cunt was sadly neglected, but Tina didn’t feel the need to finger herself at all because the painful anal ramming was driving her steadily to the edge. Somehow the ache of being split open was incredibly arousing and she was craving more.
The heat of Mr Roy’s dick scraping her sensitive rectal walls made Tina moan and shake her hips. She didn’t know why she never did this earlier. She should have just done painal from the start, it was a fantastic feeling!
It didn’t take long before both teachers were grunting, shooting their creamy loads into the depths of the two young teens.
“C’mon sluts, time to clean your messes!”
Tina and Lela quickly got on the floor and eagerly opened up their mouths, sucking both cocks clean and bathing the balls as well.
Honestly, Tina didn’t know why she was ever shy about this, it felt so natural to be on her knees polishing the knob and balls of a man.
“There’s a second part of the tradition,” Lela said, breaking away from Mr Craddock’s thick shaft to whisper.
“Hmmrf?” Tina asked, mouth still full of Mr Roy’s cock.