The Mark of Vengeance
Copyright© 2026 by The Hypno Man
Part 5
Mind Control Sex Story: Part 5 - A frustrated young man seeking revenge.
Caution: This Mind Control Sex Story contains strong sexual content, including Ma/Fa Ma/Ma Hypnosis Lesbian BiSexual Fiction Indian Erotica
Sensual & Extended Narrative Edition
Chapter XIV: The Sheer Nightie and Unspoken Suspicious
Everything at home was progressing smoothly according to my design. Mom had completely surrendered to moving around the house without any underwear beneath her sarees. At the same time, I kept my young wife, Anita, in a state of relentless, hyper-excited sexual arousal whenever I was home. Every single night, we indulged in intense, passionate foreplay where I brought her right to the edge of release before forcefully ejaculating into her mouth, leaving her trapped on the verge of climax without ever granting her an orgasm.
On a Thursday evening, returning home from work, I walked into our bedroom to find Anita sitting on the edge of the bed with an expression of deep doubt and questioning confusion written across her face. Sitting beside her, I took her soft hands in mine and asked what was troubling her. She hesitantly revealed that Mom was walking around earlier wearing a nightie, looking deeply absent-minded and flustered. I brushed it off, asking her why that was a problem, but she fell silent, unable to articulate her suspicion.
I changed out of my office clothes, freshened up, and relaxed with my phone until Anita called me out for dinner. Dad and Mom were already seated at the dining table. The moment my eyes fell on my mother, my breath caught in my throat, and I nearly lost my balance—a reaction Anita instantly noticed, shooting me a sharp, bewildered look.
Mom was sitting at the table draped in the thin, cream-colored nightie I had secretly purchased through Dad. Through the semi-translucent, delicate fabric, the full outline of her heavy breasts, as well as the dark rings of her areolas and her erect, stiff nipples, were blatantly visible. Previously, heavy saree blouses had concealed her shape, but under this sheer material, the massive volume and weight of her bust were on full display for her son. Consumed by overwhelming embarrassment, Mom kept her gaze fixed firmly on her plate, avoiding all eye contact throughout the meal.
Chapter XV: The Braless Demand and The Longing Night
Later that night, Anita sat beside me on our bed, fidgeting nervously for half an hour, struggling to find the words to speak. Just as the distant, sensual moans began echoing from my parents’ master bedroom, she turned to me and murmured, “Did you see her?”
Gazing deeply into her eyes, I pulled her close and whispered, “Could you do the same thing for me?”
“What do you mean?” she asked timidly.
“Going around the house without any underwear on,” I answered firmly.
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