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MindMaster69 — A Different Type of Game (Hypno RP)
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Published: 2020-06-13 01:27:31 +0000 UTC; Views: 10404; Favourites: 26; Downloads: 0
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Ah, celebrity endorsement. Clearly one of the most championing methods of selling a product to such a massive audience. It has its wonderful benefits, but can come with a hefty price as well. Whether that be a typecast of an opinion, an inescapable connection, or even, the loss of one’s own opinion and thought.With such a rising, yet promising company such as yours, you decided to try your hand out in the sports department, specifically soccer. As usual, you needed a hook to sell to celebrities, something they needed....say a brand new pair of shoes for their games? Something to help with their movements and strategies on the field? Luckily you had your tech department, disguised as a fashion brand, work on a few prototypes of these shoes and gear to present to sports celebrities as a pitch.
Thanks to your numerous staff and undercover agents, you successfully had your eyes on each of these soccer starlets; however, so have other rival companies as they all wanted a piece of the massive entertainment pie that they wanted to taste, but one definitely caught your eyes even more so than any other player, Alex Morgan.
With her physical prowess and undeniable beauty, along with her immense influence over an adoring fanbase and audience, she was the perfect candidate to test out your new line of shoes and to hopefully gain some unwavering loyalty from her as well. After all, whoever controls the media controls the world, right?
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Alex nodded as she retook your cock in her mouth, sucking and pleasing you once again as you were somewhat disappointed with her answer. Tho as a subtle punishment, the shoes decided to make her eyes roll over and over again for her earlier disobedience
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“Yes sir.” She gargles as she does as told, swallowing all your hot and sticky cum as it trails down her throat. In any other situation, she would find this revolting, but she had no choice but to obey at all costs
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“Of course sir.” Alex nods as she feels some cum roll down her cheek from where your cock was, “anything for you.” The shoes made her stand up as she took her phone out and gave you her number as instructed, obeying the will of her master
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“As you wish.” She nods and the shoes force their precious meat puppet to walk over to a bathroom, although her movements are a bit more sluggish and uncoordinated due to her not being in control of her body
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After hearing about what a massive success you and your company were quickly becoming, Alex’s agency decided to schedule a meeting with you the morning before the big game, in order to test the product and see if it was capable for use on the playing field. She didn’t oppose as she herself was thinking of getting it due to her old shoes mysteriously falling apart, which may or may not have been the work of your undercover agents and saboteurs to further your goals. She was waiting for you in one of the bigger offices upstairs in plain black clothing and heard you enter in, she stood up smiling as she shook your hand politely, “Why thank you, Mr. Cunning.” She said sweetly, “May I ask what this latest project is? The email we received only gave us vague hints.” She chuckled
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Alex took the shoes smiling as she stared at the design of them. They felt lighter and much more comfortable in her hand than her old shoes, and she even admired the design of them as well, loving the purple around it, tho unaware of the occult symbols and designs on them. “I love them already!” She laughed as she began to remove her temporary shoes and placed her grey socked feet into her new ones. She modeled them slightly and noticed just how much more soothing and admirably more cozy they felt, not having to deal with a heavy weight on her feet at last. “Wow, these feel incredibly!” She exclaimed happily, “I love the way they feel and how sturdy they are! If this prototype is as good as you say it is, I’ll no doubt endorse for sure.” She smiles at you as she seems rather pleased with your work. “So, what material are they made from exactly?” She asked curiously as she tapped her foot to test their durability slightly
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“Be my guest.” Alex smiles at your request to join her at the big game tonight. “After all, you created these, what better way to see your success than having a front row to it. I have no doubt that these little ones will be a pivotal point to an already successful win tonight.” She jokingly winked as she felt her foot tap more, a sign that the shoes were excited to have such an unknowing puppet at their disposal. She briefly considered your last name as she put a hand to her chin, “Sorry, you said your last name was cunning, correct? I dunno why, but the name feels familiar to me, I just can’t put my finger on it.” Where did she hear that last name before? Someone had mentioned it before, but she didn’t know what the context was exactly...
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“Hmm, I’m not sure where, but somebody did mention a name. Although I must’ve gotten it confused with another cunning family, so I may not have been yours.” She said as she followed you out of the office, unaware of the events that would unfold on her due to her new shoes. It was true that someone had indeed given your family name to her, albeit with a little persuasion and tinkering, of which she had no idea occurred or even happened. For her, the meeting with the stranger was simply that, an ordinary meeting that happened once. “You said you did tech and archeology?” She asked smiling, “that’s really cool actually. Any chance you’re allowed to share of what you’ve discovered and made?” She said curiously.
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“Well, that all sounds pretty intriguing to be honest. I’d’ve never thought that tech would progress this far enough to be able to interact with the human mind .” She notes as they got down to the ground level, seeing the paparazzi and even some early ticket winners start to fill some seats in. She sat down with you as she tapped her feet on the ground again unknowingly. Clearly the shoes were both excited and impatient to begin playing with their new toy, but if all went well and they did their part, playtime was all that they were getting. “It’s amazing just how many people have showed up today, kinda makes me nervous sometimes to go out there and play.” She says chuckling
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Alex shook your hand as she looked up smiling, “I’m sure they will, thanks again for letting me have them!” She said as she saw you walk off. There was something about you that was so familiar, but her mind just wouldn’t allow herself to tell her why. It was like it was being influenced to not do so. After some time, she stood up and allowed herself to walk up to the middle of the stadium, waving and smiling at the crowd as they cheered. As the National anthem finished and players got into positions, you got a call from one of your female agents in the crowd via their earpiece, “target is in position, was the task successful?” She asked curiously as she saw the superstar walk into her position and begin to stretch to get ready for the game.
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Margaret was thankful that you were a good distance from her so you couldn’t see her roll her eyes at your constant yelling, “technically she’d be out there even without our little project, but whatever.” She then hung up on you and proceeded to grumble on the way to the viewing center. “You’d think with all my efforts to help out this crackpot with his company id gain some respect. HA! Nope!” Margaret sighed as she felt herself stiffen up and loosen again, unaware of why. “Yikes, gotta see a doctor about that little problem...” she notes while She calmed herself down as she opened the door and walked in, closing it behind her and sat down in the chair next to you.
Soon the game began as Alex and the other players took off running to get the ball. When it was passed to Alex, she was about to score into an enemy goal, before her shoes got the permission to begin their reign. Delighted, they decided to go with a more subtle approach as they made Alex purposefully mess up what would’ve been a few good goals, leaving the audience and players wondering if the soccer starlet had finally lost her touch or if something else was afoot.
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Margaret successfully managed to surpass a glare in your direction at the mention of “Re-Educating” her later on. If there was one thing she had learned all her life, is that you didn’t get anything by screaming and shouting at the wind; no, you must be subtle, compliant even, and when the moment comes, you must be effective. Better for you to believe she was chosen because of her looks then anything else. “You’re right.” She nodded in sincerity, “I apologize about my earlier actions, I hope that you can forgive me.” She said before she heard you praise her efforts on destroying Alex’s old shoes and the effects they seem to be having on her. Margaret smirked as she saw just how clumsy and unfocused the former star was on the playing field. Why, if she wasn’t working for you, taking Alex as a slave would’ve been the greatest pleasure of all.
As Alex continued to stumble and wobble about, the shoes reveled in such an experience. After months of having testing done on worthless interns and Guiana pigs, taking full on control of a celebrity was their greatest accomplishment of all. Soon they got their new orders and gleefully began to run across the field, leading Alex into a false sense of security. Alex ran and played as she would normally, hoping that the past few minutes were just jitters about the big game. However, as a ball was passed onto her and she began to run the field with it, a rival player attempted to take it for her team....which in turn resulted in the shoes making Alex trip the player, having her fall face first onto the ground as her head made contact with the ground, the players and audience concerned over the rival’s wellbeing as Alex looked on in shock at what happened.
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(Yeh! You know how I always love to introduce a challenge😂)
Margaret nodded at your naivety as she continued to watch Alex stumble about and remain confused. “This is Glorious.” She thought to herself smirking, “if all goes well, she’ll barely have a career as a commercial star.” She chuckled as she began to think of all the tremendous plans she had if all went well. Maybe having Alex as a sleeper agent? Maid? Court jester for Board meetings? The possibilities were endless!
Alex’s whole world began to flip turn upside as she tries to make sense of what was happening. Her usual mojo was fading, she had just accidentally injured a teammate and saw them get escorted off the field. As the game continued on, she tried to play as normal and for a while it worked....until she had to score a goal. As soon as she had the ball in her area, her feet immediately began to go in the wrong direction, “wait what?!” Alex asked as she kicked a flawless goal onto her own team’s goal, effectively making the enemy team win the game. She was devastated, feeling the flashing cameras of the paparazzi and glaring eyes around her as the shoes began to robotically March her off the field and into the stadium, excited to meet up with their master. And all while her mind tried to make sense of why she did what she done and where she was going, even trying to stay still, but proved to no avail as she continued to march onwards.
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“Truth be told, I don’t know why and I don’t know what I’ve done!!!” Alex Snapped as she began to hyperventilate and catch herself on a chair, the stress of the past few hours flowing through her head at light speed. “It doesn’t make sense!” She hissed, “i trained months for this game, why would I fumble about now?! Not to mention I injured a teammate!” Her eyes widened as she realized what she had done, “Oh my god....I injured a teammate!!! Oh god, the tabloids are gonna have a field day with that!!” She groaned as she placed her head in her hands
Margaret surpassed a smirk as she saw Alex March robotically inside and freak out about the incidents that played out. Now that they knew her body was a compliant puppet, it wouldn’t be long before her mind was too. She decided to feign sympathy as she walked over and gave Alex a hug of support. “Oh come now hon, don’t listen to the ramble of the press! It was all just nervous jitters, that’s all! I’m sure that with a decent explanation and analysis, this whole event will blow over soon.” She said sympathetically as she rubbed Alex’s back, “Oh, my apologies for not introducing myself. I’m Margaret Bakins, Mr. Cunning’s personal secretary and assistant.”
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“Why thank you.” Alex said graciously as she began to follow the 2 of you out the door and making their way onto the lower levels again. “So, you think there’s something wrong with my brain?” She asked curiously as Margaret nodded, “Could be signs of stress or anxiety clouding up. At the very worst, could be something that we can’t explain.” She said sighing as she was laughing on the inside. These celebrities were just too good to fool! She calmly walked alongside Alex and you as she saw Alex begin to swing her hips unknowingly as they reached the limo, her eyes glued to it with curiosity and a bit of hunger but reminded herself that there would be more time for such events later on. “Well, Ms. Morgan, if you allow me to say; even tho this is quite the predicament, I certainly see that the sport has definitely served your body well.” She chuckled as alex blushes at finding herself swinging her hips around, “m-my mistake, I dunno why my body keeps doing this! It’s like I have no control over it!” She exclaimed as the 3 of you entered the vehicle and began to drive away from any emerging paparazzi who were eager to get any kind of story on their quotas.
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“O-of course.” Alex nodded as she walked inside the building, taking in the massive size and scale of it. It looked pretty generic for the most part, but there was one thing she found a bit odd; almost all the staff she saw were women. Sure a few men passed by here and there, but they seemed to be more higher up then the others here. Margaret noticed her expression change a bit as they walked towards the tech room and helped reassure her, “I do understand if you find the place a little odd, but we always make sure to choose our best and brightest from a variety of places! And the best part is, we’re always receiving new members to join.” She smiles as she opened the door to the tech room, walking inside carefully as to not ruin any of the artifacts or tech inside. Alex walked in with such precautions as she saw many things; artifacts that looked older than time itself, various remotes and pieces of machinery on work tables, even....a pair of bunny ears and some socks? Well, she couldn’t exactly judge, but still a bit odd.
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Margaret grinned at your suggestion as she saw just how helpless and clueless the soccer starlet was. “As you wish.” She chuckled as she stood at the console and saw Alex putting on the helmet. “We hope that the helmet is comfortable enough for you love.” She said, “with this, we’ll have that little problem of yours cured in no time!” Alex nodded as she stood still and finished placing the helmet, wondering why all of this felt familiar to her. She had done this before, but where.....wait! She knew why and when!!! The stranger, the meeting, it was all like this, EXACTLY like this! “Wait!” Alex protested as she heard the helmet begin to hum slowly, “I-I know what this is! You can’t-“ Margaret, in fear of her cover being blown, immediately placed Ms. Morgan into mindless mode just as she was instructed to do. “Subject in mindless mode, and awaiting further programming.” Margaret confirmed as she was thankful her training taught her to repress any outer expressions or slip ups. If you found out too quickly why she was here....her entire purpose was for naught.
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Margret nodded as she walked over to remove the helmet, delighted to add such another fine addition to your collection. However, the fact that she had mentioned doing this before....Unsettled her. Could someone gotten to her before she or you did??? While she was aware that the organization sent out spies to do this sort of stuff, did they not trust her to do the job herself?! “Of course sir.” She nodded as she pulled out a tablet and began looking through the files, only to find dead ends. Still, if one of her own or another went in here before the right time, she’d have to deflect just to make sure. “There’s no records of her being here before, sir. Perhaps the stress and hysteria of today simply overwhelmed her to the point of false memories?” She began to dig deeper as she saw their scandal begin to pop up everywhere and couldn’t surpass a smirk of satisfaction, “Our latest work is already hitting news headlines as it seems and rightfully so.” She praises as she waved a hand in front of the mindless celebrity. Alex’s face was blank and expressionless, a true sign that no one was home up here as her feet twitched rapidly, the shoes beyond happy that they finally got all the playtime they wanted now.
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Margaret enjoyed seeing Alex strip down from her black soccer gear into a full nude display for her and Kent, but it didn’t ease her troubles any way as you kept bugging about secret meetings and moles in your company. “This is getting out of hand! If he finds out, I’ll be wrecked!” She thought to herself inwards as she cleared her throat, “if we are indeed dealing with either of those options, don’t you think they would’ve shown themselves by now? No offense sir, but your family’s history with rivals does often include various theatrics and big reveals.” She mentioned as she kept looking through the files, hoping that whoever did a programming on Alex managed to do it properly.
Alex finished stripping as she had gotten her new orders: remembering who, when, and why she was here before. No matter how hard she tried however, she simply couldn’t. The mental programming by the mystery person simply was too strong as she shook her head. “Subject has no memory of being here before or who she was with. Brain levels indicate a large amount of stress and hysteria, possibly culminating in false memories and/or dreams of the like.” She droned as she stood at attention in her nude display.
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“God, you’re both a turn on and a turn off when you get rambling!.....I like it.” She purred teasingly as she began to call down the 5 employees, seeing each of the girls enter as they stare in shock at Alex’s mindless state. “Good afternoon, our valued employees. Today you are here for one reason and one reason only.....for being suspected of treason among our ranks.” She says formally as the look on each of the employees’ faces are that of worry and denial, “no worries, we have ways of finding out who’s who, however, we can’t assure you that it’ll be pretty. So please, reveal yourselves now or face the consequences.” She said as she took a glance at the mindless Alex, waiting ever so patiently for her time, even if it did mean submitting herself to such an egotistical, yet strangely attractive, dick of a boss.
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The girls all shook their heads and began to protest as Margaret sighed, seeing her flattery was getting her nowhere. “looks like none of them want to talk, shall I let you do the honors then?” She asked as she walked over and began to examine Alex from head to toe. No wonder you had gotten her first, what a fine piece of mindless ass she was! “Tho, if I may make one small request...” she began as the girls looked to her confused, “you should make an example out of one of them. Show them just how far your power can go and what happens to them if none comply. Of course, it’s only a suggestion and nothing more, as you are the boss of everything here, so I wouldn’t know any better.” She said as she fixed her hair and looked on her tablet, inwardly disgusted with herself that she had to kiss up to such a brat.
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All 5 girls squirmed and struggled against the helmets powers, but ultimately fell under to their sway.....all except for one. A redhead in a 3 piece suit who you’ve seen around the office faintly, even hired her recently, or at least you think you did...right? You would remember hiring an employee as attractive and wonderful as her. “Actually, the soccer starlet ain’t wrong, she has been here before, just not with either of you.” She said as she removed the helmet and walked past you, admiring the lab and taking it in, “what a lovely facility, much cozier than a bunker, I’ll admit.”
Margaret looked on confused as she cocked an eyebrow, who was she? She seemed familiar, extremely familiar, but couldn’t pinpoint where she had seen her before. She heard the clicking of her high heels walk over as the redhead gave her a smirk, “good to see you at least have taste, right Marge?” She winks as she walks past Margaret, leaving her confused and in shock, “who and what the hell are you???” Margaret asked as the mystery woman turned around, “oh come now doll, you can’t be that good at your job! Tho then again, you were MIA for months, so I’ll give you the basics again. My name is Madeline Morgana, and I’m here for some fun.” She smirks as she looks at your shocked expressions.
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“Don’t look at me! I have no idea what she’s on about!” Margaret protester as Madeline laughed, “oh lord, the shit they’ve put in your mind here really messed with ya huh?!” Her laughing began to subside as she walked over and gave Margaret and Alex a quick peck on the cheek, “please, like she said, your family has a history with rivals and what better ones to send after ya then those who know you best?” She smirks as she looks over to your shocked expression, “No, I’m not a Vanderbilt, merely paid by them to do their dirty work, but they didn’t specify how or when it was to be due.” She looked over at Margaret as she slung an arm around her and frowned, “You on the other hand, do not go MIA on me again! Seriously! When they lost you, they had to send me, a bounty hunter after you!!!” Margaret looked confused as she cocked her head to the side, “h-huh?! What are you talking about! I’ve worked here for nearly 5 years!” She defended as Madeline chuckled, “no dear, that’s the brainwashing that your ‘boss’ gave to you. Tweet tweet, time to sleep.” She whispered the phrase in her ear as Margaret’s head slumped forward and she fell asleep, leaving Madeline to spank Alex’s ass as she saw it jiggle, “God, I can see why you and her wanted this fine piece of ass, and good on ya for doing so!” She commended as she patted her cheek
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Madeline chuckled as she cupped Alex’s breasts in her hands, enjoying the feeling of them. “Oh they sent me on a mission. Margaret was hired to take her Initially, but then fell under your control, so they decided for me to come into play. I did in fact bring her here once, used the helmet properly and then released her on her way. A celebrity sleeper agent, not for the Vanderbilts, but for me. I could even prove it, if possible and if you want.” She smiled at the prospect of having more money paid to her, intrigued by your offer, “really now? Double the money? Quite an enticing offer there, gotta admit. Tho, what else do you have that could potentially sway me over? I don’t come cheap, ya know.”
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“My original orders were to implant triggers that would cause her to destroy your company from the inside. As fun as that Is, it’s also too safe, too boring, so I went my own route.” She explained as she ordered Alex to redress herself and act like a chicken, which Alex obeyed to the letter as she began to squawk and peck the ground beneath her, “See, they had a similar idea to yours, tho instead of shoes, they used socks instead. That’s where I came in as well with Margaret; she would be the mole and feed the info while would’ve intercepted you before you had a chance to place the shoes on her. But seeing as how Margaret turned out to be compromised, they sent me in personally. Alex, rub my shoulders and enough clucking around.” The soccer starlet rubbed Madeline’s shoulders as she heard of your warnings about the heirlooms, seeing how serious and determined you were. “Relax, that I wasn’t sent here for. They already have files and tons of paperwork on your family name and what’s connected to it. The fools kinda showed me it during the initial interview phase of my job.”
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