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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: 10405; 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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The 4 girls all left as you and Madeline continued your conversation. She wouldn’t allow herself to fall victim to what happened to Margaret as she saw the effects of such brainwashing occur. “Well, having my own personal slave wouldn’t be so bad. Along with being able to conduct my own experiments and access to the lab. Relax, I wouldn’t steal or take anything valuable.” She commented as she heard your questioning at how she was able to escape your helmets. She smirked as she wrapped an arm around the entranced Margaret’s waist and chuckled. “Simple, I’ve gone through it before. Vander Corp has the same tech that you do, in order to find out how and when they can sabotage your company. So they put me through one of those machines once, tried to make me their obedient puppet, didn’t work out, and here we are today.” Although, little did Madeline know, the brainwashing on her did work, just not in the way she thinks. “So, Whatcha gonna do with these 2? More specifically, Whatcha gonna do with the soccer starlet? Heard your little incident is now trending news, which is impressive honestly.”
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Madeline nodded smiling at your request to take Margaret as a slave as she poked her sleeping head, “Hear that marge? Looks like you can’t boss me around this time.” She chuckles as she recalls how Margaret was at Vander Corp; cold, calculating, unpredictable yet very organized....yet now a hollow husk of what she once was. Hearing that she’d be able to be the boss for a change was basically heaven as to loosen her up from her uptight personality. She knew how concerned you were about her potentially selling any of your tech to competitors and raised a hand, “Please. I’m a bounty hunter, not a bastard. Your tech and secrets are safe with me.” She affirmed as she grinned at the prospect of seeing Alex as human guinea pig, pleased to see the former star player as nothing more than a footnote in Hypnotic History. “Of course I remember being with them!” She said as she began going through her own memories, she hoped as hiding a slight thing of concern as she began to recall, “There was this man....no older than you infact, said something about how badly he needed the tech....doing for the greater good of humanity or something to that extent.” She gulped as she felt fear grip her throat. She knew what she was getting into when she accepted the job, but did she know what was being DONE to her at an extent?
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“I don’t need to be restrained!” She protested as she backed away from the 2 slaves in fear, “I know I’m the real me!” She said shakily as she ran over to one of the helmets and placed it on, “you can damn well scan my memories, but I know it’s me!....her? Me!” She said pleadingly as she began to hyperventilate, what if she wasn’t the real her? What if she really was someone else?! The meeting....god that meeting, she remembers it so well, or at least as well as the memory will let her do so. “He was wearing a green suit....” she began as she caught her breath, “tall, dark hair, looks like something out of a Doctor Seuss movie it it was real. He had, well, briefcase full of cash....at least I hope it was cash....” she said as she felt the helmet begin to turn on slightly, scanning her memory for any hint of deception or trigger words
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(I SAW THAT REFERENCE!😂)
“Ok ok.” She said as she took some deep breaths and began to try to piece together more of her, hopefully, actual life. “I.....actually, they never gave me anything to sabotage with....all I remember was waking up, putting on a suit, and working here for god knows how long! Hell, I don’t even remember or know where or if I LIVE!” What was her house? Apartment? Roommate?! God come on!!! She had to remember something!!! The last bits of her real life began to spark in her, “before I took the job.....I lived in an apartment, not a big one mind you. Just me and my friend, at least I hope he was and not another handler. I was just finishing college, my degree in business while doing bounty hunting on the side....but it all became different one day, so monotonous. Then he appeared, right at my apartment door, and then.....” the memories seemed to halt there. Whatever happened at that meeting was seemingly locked so that she couldn’t ordinarily access them, tho luckily the machine was trying to find remnants of it. So far it had found tiny bits of her previous life, favorite foods and songs, but nothing on any parents or family. Could she be an orphan? Possible spy program by the Vanderbilts used to regularly wipe subjects’ minds and replace memories day by day? The possibilities of any were endless.....and entirely grim if they were true.
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(True!😉)
Madeline couldn’t believe what she was hearing, that the entire second half of her life had been a lie....”No....no you can’t do this to me, please!” She protested as Alex and Margaret robotically marched over to her and placed her on a tight grip each of her arms, “I’m not a weapon! I’m a human being!!!” She growled as she tried to loosen her arms, her pleads getting less angry and more desperate, “You can cure me, right?! Please say right! You have the world’s leading technology in the human mind and brain alteration, surely that’s gotta do something for me!!!!”
Margaret rolled her eyes as she couldn’t help but let a smirk loosen at seeing her old puppet be told all this. Sure it was cruel, inhumane even, but what could she do? She had served her purpose for 2 masters and now was about to possibly lead a new slave into a fresh start, “Oh and why should we help you? More specifically why should I help you? You know your true purpose, nothing more can be done but hope that you play nice and do as your told. Otherwise, I know all 257 of those triggers...” she cupped Madeline’s face as she saw the sheer fear and terror painted on it, oh how it turned her on so much, “I programmed and gave you every single one of them, dear.” She whispered into her ear as she could hear Madeline whimper afraid.
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Margaret’s anger quickly exploded as she tried to lunge for you, only to be held back by the force of the helmet, “YOU MURDEROUS BASTARD!” She screamed as she tried to think of all her options, “You lying son of a leopard’s donkey! If I’m gonna have my mind tampered with, I might as well say this, I HATED sucking up to your egotistical ass!!!! Every goddamn day “yes sir this and yes sir that! It was dreadful!” She screamed as she gave you a swift kick in the crotch, catching you off guard as you held your groin in pain. Madeline saw and visibly flinched at seeing you in pain, knowing what it was like as she tried to fight Margaret, but could only do so much with both of them being attached to the helmets.
Alex, on the other hand, understood her new orders as the shoes gleefully maneuvered their puppet to the control console, having her hands press a few buttons and turn a few dials. The result was sending a painful shock onto both of the fighting girls as they quickly screamed and shook at the shocks given to them, the inevitable brainwashing process already beginning for both of them.
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“What fun.....” Margaret smirked as she felt the shocks hit her again, “W-HAAAAAT FUN!!” She laughed in menacing defiance as she and Madeline were hit with wave after wave after wave of continuous shocks and buzzes, each more braindraining then the last. Madeline simply screamed in Terror as she felt her memories begin to lose themselves bit by bit; her college degree, her time at Vander Corp, her infiltration of your company, all now being lost thanks to a power trip and a mindless- well, more mindless than usual, celebrity who only did as a pair of shoes and you said. After a while, Madeline’s face fell from terror, to relaxation, to complete and utter mindlessness. Her mind ripe for re-education and ready to be molded into whatever you wanted. Margaret on the other hand wasn’t as easy to break: her now angry demeanor now replaced by a murderous glare and smile as yet another wave of shocks hit her. “Go on.” She panted as she spit some blood out and laughed, “Do your worst! I survived this long, YOU MAY HAVE TO KILL ME TO CONTROL ME!!” She laughed manically as she felt you slap her over and over again, fed up with her defiant demeanor and constant snark
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Madeline nodded as she grabbed the headband and attached it onto Margaret’s head, holding the remote at ready as Margaret gulped nervously, “N-no matter, won’t affect me at all!” She snarked as Madeline actives the headband, a small humming could be heard as Margaret winces, closing her eyes until she reopens then, seeing herself as normal. “HA! See! I told you I’m fine!” Madeline knew that you couldn’t be disobeyed or disrespected and decided to teach Margaret a lesson: by using the remote to make her slap herself. Margaret stood triumphantly before she felt her hand make contact with her face, shocked at the sudden movement of her body, “w-what-“ she stuttered before she continuously slapped herself over and over again, the confidence and uptight sarcasm soon replaced by fear and dread. Alex simply watched motionless as she walked over to you, beginning to massage your shoulders as you eagerly watched your puppet slap herself to prove a very painful point
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Alex and Madeline began to strip as Margaret did so with a look of disgust on her face, wishing that she had actually died instead of being subject to her current predicament. A choice? Now he gives her a choice?! “That self centered shit head!!” She thought to herself as her new orders began to spill out of her mouth, “I love being controlled, I love to serve and obey and to pleasure my master in anyway possible! There is no greater purpose for me but to serve you, for your Will is my will!” She finished as she squirmed and finally asked, “what are these up and downsides to each you mentioned?”
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Margaret gulped as she thought out her choices. On one hand, she could be a mindless drone, willingly obey and forever be revoked of free will and happiness......but on the other hand, she could still be aware; freedom, even if it was a small bit, was still freedom. Either way she’d do as he says and there was no way out of it. She sighed as she felt her ass jiggle from the smack and gulped. “Remain aware....I choose to remain aware.” She said as the girls smiled at her softly, happy to know that she’ll obey, if only with a few snide remarks here and there. “I pledge myself to your desires and services, as willingly as I can and will be.”
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Margaret reluctantly nodded as she knew the consequences of her actions. This was the last of her free will, the last of any free will she had left and she paid the price for it. She looked around as she saw the shoes making Alex stumble and strut about, clearly happy with their new puppet as they dragged her body around in victory. Madeline began to train herself as she had a whole list of people to kill for her new master now, all who opposed his will were to be exterminated on the spot. Margaret sighed as she got to work on serving her master, it was going to be a long life....a serviceable one.
(Honestly, I loved the way you made him sadistic lol, Gave us a lot of fun seeing just how far we could push each of the girls’ limits and abilities! And honestly same, I’m racking up a few story points for the next one so hopefully it’ll be done soon!😊)
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I go up to strike a deal with Alex, and hopefully recruit her
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Alex notices you and smiles, “Hi! You must be the company representative they sent?”
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Yes, hello nice to meet you
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“And you as well. So what’s this product of yours you requested for me?”
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“Oh it’s this trinket that’s supposed to help with your movements” I say as I give her a bracelet that is supposed to hypnotize anyone who looks at it, hoping she’ll look into it and even more hopeful she won’t accidentally show it to me
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“Really now! That’s cool!” She says impressed as she looks at the bracelet in her hand, slowly beginning to get enraptured by it
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“Isn’t it pretty?” I said before she accidentally revealed it to me
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“It is pretty,...” she says as she slips it on her
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