CYOA Wednesday 2024 – Week 43 [A Night to Remember to Forget – 17]

We continue this CYOA tale today. Synopsis below:

Brandon’s friends surprise him by inviting/hiring a hypnodomme to come to his birthday party. What fun happenings will ensue?

The winning option of the sixteenth poll with 75% of the votes was:

Mistress Susan wakes Joan up without a hitch, and following a bit of aftercare, says goodbye, with Brandon in tow;

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Read the seventeenth segment below:

The air was thick with the scent of Joan’s arousal as her body arched and convulsed under the hypnotic spell. Her skin glistened with a sheen of sweat, her eyes rolled back into her head as she surrendered to the pleasurable sensations coursing through her. The room seemed to pulsate with energy, every piece of furniture and decoration infused with the power of Mistress Susan’s commands.

After a while, the businesswoman’s desire subsided, her moans falling into silence. The hypnodomme touched her forehead and cooed,

“Well done, my dear. You have given in to your desires, and in doing so, you have allowed yourself to experience genuine pleasure. I’m going to wake you up now. On the count of three, you’ll regain consciousness, and this feeling of bliss will remain with you for as long as you want it to. Come back to us, Joan. One, two, three…”

Joan’s body, still trembling with the force of her orgasm, began to regain its composure. The waves of pleasure had washed over her like a tidal force, leaving her weak and spent but also whole and content. Her eyes, now focused and clear, met Mistress Susan’s as she sat up from the couch.

“Thank you,” Joan whispered, her voice wobbling with emotion. “I… I don’t think I’ve ever felt anything quite like that before.”

“You don’t know how happy that makes me feel,” the hypnodomme replied. “You sunk quite deep this time around, even more than you’re used to. I guess you were in dire need of that release.”

“Yes, I was. You’re amazing, Mistress. I don’t know what I would do without you in my life.”

“A hypnodomme is only as good as their subjects, my dear. You may think I’m amazing, but it’s your trust and willingness to make this happen that sets the mood. Always compliment yourself before you compliment others. Remember your self-worth and don’t let anyone take it away from you. That goes for all of you, got it?” Mistress Susan said, turning her attention to everyone else.

“Yes, Mistress,” Peter replied. “That goes without saying but thank you for the reminder.”

Ava, ever the attentive friend, noticed the change in Joan as she sat up, her face flushed and her eyes shining with a mixture of satisfaction and gratitude. Her arm found its way around Joan’s shoulder, offering comfort and support. “Hey, are you okay?” she asked.

Joan could only nod, her eyes still glazed from the intensity of the experience she had just been through. “Yeah, I… I think so,” she murmured. “It was pretty intense, wasn’t it?”

“Damn straight it was,” Travis chimed in. “It’s good to know you never disappoint.”

“I want one of those too!” Peter exclaimed.

“Not tonight, boys,” Mistress Susan clicked her heels. “My time is running up now. Joan, my dear, are you experiencing any side effects from the trance state you were in?”

“My legs and knees are still tingling, but it’s all good, Mistress. I don’t think I’ll ever be forgetting this one, though.”

“I don’t want you to,” the hypnodomme chuckled. “We all need a few wonderful memories to hold on to. If this is one of them for you, then my work is done.”

“We should get you cleaned up, girl,” Ava helped Joan get up. “Brandon, we’re going to use the guest bathroom, okay?”

The birthday boy, who had been quiet for a while now, nodded before saying,

“There are clean towels in the cupboard if you need them.”

“Okay, thanks.” Ava and Joan said goodbye to Mistress Susan and left the living room without looking back.

“I’m sorry for the mess, Brandon,” Mistress Susan said. “This wasn’t part of the plan for the evening, but sometimes these things take a life of their own.”

“Oh, it’s fine, don’t worry about it.”

“Are you sure? You look more shocked than ever. Did I overdo it this time?”

“I…” he shook his head as he got up from the floor. “I didn’t see this coming but I don’t think anything surprises me anymore.”

“Please don’t say that,” Mistress Susan arched an eyebrow.

“Huh? Why not?”

“Who are we without surprises, Brandon? When we lose our ability to be amazed at things, our lives become pretty boring and meaningless. Honestly, I want you to be surprised all the time, but never uncomfortable. If I did that when I played with Joan, please accept my apologies.”

“There’s nothing to apologize for,” he said, reaching for a bottle of water. “Everyone got what they wanted, so no harm done.”

“Will you keep your word, then? I need to be on my way.”

“I’ll be happy to drive you. Where are we going?”

“Oh, not that far. If we go now, you should be back home in half an hour, just in time for dinner,” she replied.

“It’s a shame you won’t be joining us, but okay. Let’s go.”

“What do you want us to do about the pizza, dude?” Travis asked, heading for the door to let the hypnodomme out.

“Talk to the girls when they come out of the bathroom. You guys know what I like, so…”

“Understood. Stay safe and thank you for everything, Mistress Susan.”

“It was a pleasure. See you all soon.”

The hypnodomme left the house with Brandon in tow. The night was chilly but it was nothing he couldn’t handle. She moved quite fast along the sidewalk for someone in heels and he had trouble keeping up. Her curves tantalized his senses, reawakening all past pleasurable sensations. Struggling to keep his erection in check, he tried to lead the way.

“Where’s your car, Brandon?” she asked.

“Right around the corner, Mistress Susan. Forgive me for asking, but didn’t you drive to get here?”

“Oh, I never get behind the wheel unless I don’t have another choice. One of my pets brought me but he couldn’t stay for long. I could have asked someone else, but since you’re so eager to help…” she grinned.

“Do you have many of those? Pets, I mean,” he asked, his cheeks turning red under the street lamplights.

“A few, yes. I play with many people as part of the job but I’m quite selective about those who get to serve me every day. It’s a great responsibility, one that I don’t take lightly.”

“I’m sure you’re a wonderful owner,” he bit his lower lip and walked past her to find his vehicle. He didn’t see her mischievous smile as she glanced at his hard cock.

“Getting hooked, are you?” she thought.

To decide what happens next, head over to my Patreon (you can join for free), and vote on the poll there until next Sunday. 

If you’re new to these CYOA stories, here are the basic rules:

1) You can only choose one option;

2) If there’s a tie at the end of the poll, and the competing options can be combined somehow, I’ll do that. If not, I get the deciding vote to keep the tale going.

3) The process continues every Wednesday until the story runs its natural course.

Have fun.