CYOA Wednesday 2024 – Week 44 [A Night to Remember to Forget – 18]

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 seventeenth poll with 100% of the votes was:

Mistress Susan confesses there is no other arrangement and that she just wants some alone time with him. He accepts. Now what? You decide.

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Read the eighteenth segment below:

Brandon opened the back door of his car to let Mistress Susan inside. The hypnodomme smiled as she walked past him and assumed her position, a Queen on a leather throne waiting for her subject to do her bidding. He closed the door and took the driver’s seat, adjusting the rearview mirror before putting on his seatbelt. He then glanced at her and said,

“I hope you’re comfortable. Do you mind telling me where we’re going?”

“I am, thank you. “ She crossed her legs. “For now, just head downtown, and I’ll give you directions along the way.”

“Hmm, okay.”

He turned on the ignition and the vehicle came to life, the engine purring like an oversized cat. There was hardly any traffic in that part of town at that hour but he was cautious, nonetheless. He was transporting an important passenger and didn’t want to be involved in an unexpected accident. Once was enough, a memory he would never forget.

“What a night, huh?” she cooed, licking her lips.

“Yeah. It was totally unexpected.”

“Did you enjoy your present, then?”

“I already said I did, Mistress Susan.”

“Oh, I know, but you said it in front of your friends and it’s just the two of us now. I’d like to hear your honest opinions about everything that transpired tonight if that’s okay.”

“Why? You don’t think I was being honest before?”

“I didn’t say that, Brandon, but peer pressure is a thing. We were all trying to get you on board, myself included, I want to make sure you harbor no ill feelings about our session and what you saw me do to Ava and the rest of the gang.”

“Like I said before, it’s all good, Mistress Susan.”

“Are you sure?”

“Yes. I thought I was going to hate the experience but it was the other way around. I loved pretty much everything about it. You were lovely from beginning to end and opened my eyes to a world of possibilities I didn’t know existed. I’m pretty sure I’ve said all of this while we were still in the house, so why are you making me repeat it?”

“In my line of work, it’s safe to be sure. Most of my experiences playing with other people’s minds have been pleasurable, but not all of them. Sometimes, people’s feelings get overblown when they come out of trance. I don’t want you to be confused or impacted negatively. I asked for an honest assessment of what you felt because there’s something I need to be honest about, too.”

“Oh? What is it?”

The car stopped at a traffic light, the bright red reflected on the windshield. Brandon looked back and saw the hypnodomme playing with her phone.

“Sorry, just give me a second.”

“Okay.”

She was a fast typist, her fingers moving across the screen with unparalleled ease. She composed her message, sent it, and then pocketed the device away. The traffic light turned green and Brandon got the car going again.

“So… How would you feel if I told you I don’t have any other engagement tonight?” she asked, resting her chin on her right hand.

“Huh? What do you mean?” Brandon mumbled, keeping his eyes on the road.

“Exactly what I said. I’ve got nothing else going on. Your birthday party was my only gig for the night.”

“Then why did you say otherwise?” he asked, resisting the temptation to slam the brakes. “Mistress Susan, what are we doing here?”

“I wanted to spend some time alone with you to get to know you better. I love your friends, they’re all wonderful people, but I’m curious about the real Brandon, the person you are when they’re not around.”

“So you lied?”

“I played with the situation and told a story to gauge your reaction.”

“Well, you didn’t have to do that!”

“Really? Would you have still come with me if I had been open from the start?”

“I… I mean… I’d be surprised to hear you say it for sure, but… hmm…” He was at a loss for words. “Sorry, I’m a bit confused right now.”

“Apologies, that wasn’t my intention. Perhaps you should find a place to pull over so we can talk things through.”

“I think you’re right.”

Brandon grabbed the wheel harder, his thoughts in disarray. He had been attracted to her from the start even if he tried his best to keep his feelings hidden. Hearing her say she wanted to spend time with him with no one else around was doing a number on his heart, unlike anything he had ever felt before. He found the nearest underground parking lot and drove the car to safety before he could breathe again.

“Shh, take a deep breath for me… It’s okay,” she said.

Brandon complied, his hands shaking. Was this still a side effect of the trance, the sub frenzy kicking into high gear again? He closed his eyes to center his thoughts as she left her seat to sit right next to him.

“Relax, Brandon…” she insisted. “Please look at me so we can talk.”

The birthday boy nodded, staring into her gorgeous eyes. His thoughts spun out of control, remembering all the sensations of being in a trance for her.

“You know, meeting new people is the thing I love the most about my job. It’s always gratifying to gain their trust and help them explore their innermost desires. I love newbies the most because of their innocence and curiosity. Not all of them prove to be the persons I thought they were, but I don’t feel that about you. I see a lot of potential in your mind and I’d love to explore it, just the two of us.”

“And you want to do it tonight?” he muttered, still in shock.

“Why not? Your birthday isn’t over yet. The session we had was your friend’s gift to you. This would be my own, a chance to have more fun than ever. If you think it’s too much for one night, I understand and we can arrange something else in the future. However, if you’re okay with letting me inside your head again, then I’d love to show you the beauty of femdom hypnosis once more.”

“What about the pizza?” he chuckled.

“I guess it will have to wait. No pressure, Brandon. Do you want to play some more?”

“Fuck yeah!” he exclaimed, his heart racing. “Let’s do it, Mistress Susan.”

“Great!”

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.