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Published: 2017-05-18 00:06:40 +0000 UTC; Views: 8984; Favourites: 62; Downloads: 37
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The world wonders what has become of Taylor Swift. She has barely been seen in months. She surfaced before the Super Bowl for a short concert but really she has been off the scene for at least six months.
People point to her feud with Kim and Kanye as the reason. Others blame her failed relationships with Tom Hiddleston and Calvin Harris for a reason to avoid the spotlight. But really, she has been home in Nashville, recording her next album. For the most part living a normal life, free of paparazzi, twitter feuds and other engagements.
Sometime in the last six months, Taylor invited her younger friend of the family to come live with her, she has the big house and plus, it is a huge help to a friend who is struggling. Taylor for the most part doesn't mind having someone to come home to at night. And besides, her friend doesn't stray much out of line, being very aware of just how skilled in hypnosis Taylor is. That Taylor is a hypnotist at all is unknown to the outside world, but to her immediate family, they all know not to cross her.
Anyway, Taylor ambles in one early evening to find her roommate sprawled on the couch, watching tv. The main room is a mess, covered with a bag of chips and soda. And most to her chagrin, her cousin has dirty shoes laying on her new white couch. Taylor bites her lip but cannot help herself. "Get those dirty shoes off my couch" she snips.
The friend who is a few years younger than Taylor doesn't even bat an eye but instead turns the tv up in volume. Taylor lets out a groan and says "Don't you dare make me ask you twice." With that, a snotty attitude appears "Jesus Christ Taylor, my feet aren't even dirty" before Taylor is met with an eye roll.
At that, Taylor loses it. She walks around the front of the couch between her cousin and the tv. "Excuse me. But do you want to look me in the eye and say that?" Immediately, the shoes are removed and set nicely on the floor. "I'm sorry Taylor" is said in a very meek voice and a sheepish grin. "Please...I'm good. There is no need for me to look you in the eye..." Taylor smiles and leaves the room.
---Alright, lets see if we can make this one work. I know I said RP friendly on my last one but I totally wrote it wrong. This is just a little starter and we can go from here. But I love the induction, or in this case the threat of one so I look forward to interacting that with you all.
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She lays down in her own bed thinking of her day
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*I get ready to go out and get something to eat
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*I leave and 1 hour later I'm back
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(You win. You've broken my spirit. I can't do this anymore)
the end
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(Before I start this RP, do you think we could do this as a continuation of the Taylor Swift RP we did a while back?
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I think this was actually one of the first RP I participated in too, lol)
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*After his couch incident with Taylor, he was very cautious as to not set her off again. He has no idea the extent of her ability, but he does posses a vivid imagination, and he can only imagine the things she could make him do with her "talent". There are stories he's heard from family members about her displaying her witch stuff on aunt Lynda, after she asked why Taylor couldn't hold onto a man. The story goes that Aunt Lynda had to be taken to a therapist to get her to stop barking like a Rottweiler, and even after certain words would still revert her back to her dog mindset. This was enough to scare him into being on his best behavior around Taylor. For some reason, he seemed to have forgotten about it tonight. Perhaps it was the drinks in him that made him so foolishly through caution to the wind. Whatever it is, it won't hold up as an excuse if Taylor catches him. He watches as Sam, some girl he hooked up with at the bar, strips out of her clothes. He's about to have sex with her......on Taylor's bed. Was it a terrible idea? Yes. But this girl seemed adamant on doing it, and he didn't have the heart, or the will, to tell her no. All he can do now is hope Taylor doesn't come home early, and try to enjoy himself*
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Taylor gets sick of her local friends at the bar and turns in early. It's always a relief for her to get out of a place without having much of a fan interaction. The alcohol only emboldens then so the earlier the better.
She gets home, noticing Flynns car in the driveway but the living room empty. She sees that the clean up job is not up to standard but she'll deal with that tomorrow. Kicking off her Keds, she pads barefoot up the grand staircase towards her room. As she passes Flynns room she notices the door open and light off. 'Weird she thinks' but then continues on to her door
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*walking barefoot on the hardwood, taylor approaches nearly silently. Flynn is oblivious. He's managed to convince himself to focus on the sex, and to not worry about Taylor. He assured himself that she wouldn't come back this early, mostly so that he can enjoy this.
Sam loves the idea of going at it on a celebrities bed; she lays across the expensive king size naked. Flynn decides now is as good a time as any to join her. He pulls off his shirt, and drops his pants. He goes stiff, but not in the way he should be. He's almost paralyzed with fear as he hears someone flick a light switch on in the hallway. He could try to salvage the situation, maybe tell Sam to hide in the closet, he could try to get his clothes back on, and then he could come up with some stupid excuse. Unfortunately he doesn't have enough time.
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Taylor walks with her head down to her bedroom door, thinking nothing of it. If she was listening closely, maybe she would have been able to hear the sound coming from inside her bedroom. But maybe the roar of the air conditioning is too much. This damn Nashville spring.
Taylor slowly reaches the door knob and slides the door open with her barefoot. What she sees stops her dead in her tracks, her phone clattering to the floor. She stands there, mouth agape gazing at the two of you.
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Taylor! We were uh....we were just leaving! *he says, frantically picking up his scattered clothing. Sam uses the blanket on taylors bed to cover herself.
Sam, despite insisting that they use her room, hasn't made a peep since taylor entered.*
I promise this won't happen again! *his eyes look as if they are pleading for mercy*
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Her eyes dart from you to Sam and back. She still hasn't uttered a word, which probably makes it all the more terrifying. You can see her lip beginning to quiver in anger. Finally she speaks in a very measured tone.
"Neither of you move a muscle. Stay right where you are." Her attention turns to Flynn. "Explain yourself. All of it." Her eyes are intense but not in a hypnotic way, more in fury.
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I...*his voice cracks with the first syllable he manages to get out. How embarrassing...*
I uh....this is Sam *he gestures to the woman cloaked in taylors bed sheet*
I met her at the bar downtown, and I... I Brought her here to...ya know.
*he'd rather not go into unnecessary details with his cousins eyes boring into him*
And she wanted to do it on your bed... I have no idea why. *he says the last part while shooting daggers at Sam*
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She ignores Sam and keeps her focus right on you. 'And you brought her into my bed. How disgusting. She shakes her head and makes a gagging Reflex
'this won't happen again, I promise you that' while staring into your eyes she calls out to Sam. 'Sam are you familiar with hypnosis by chance?' Taylor knows Flynn is terrified of her reported hypnotic power. 'Now Flynn...are you really not going to look me in the eye?'
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*sam stutters out her answer, still star struck that the real Taylor swift is talking to her*
Uh... I-I've seen a hypnosis show
*flynn looks at Sam, trying to to let her understand that she should call for help, or at least escape while she can.
She doesn't notice his warning glare, perhaps because of the alcohol, or perhaps it's because taylor has already planted her seed.*
I...I'm just so embarrassed, I'd rather not
*flynn answers, staring down at the floor as if it was medusa tempting his eyes*
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Taylor smirks at Sam's answer but does not take her focus off of Flynn. 'Well Sam. You're about to see some real live hypnosis. I have actually hypnotized Flynn many times before. although he's not aware of that. But see him, averting my gaze? Deep down...he knows what's going to happen.'
Her voice dropping into her hypnotic cadence. 'Now Flynn...feel that chin lifting up...' she snaps her fingers once 'that's a good boy Flyn. Look me in the eyes'
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Your bluffing...
*he says in reference to her supposed hypnosis sessions with him. Despite his skepticism his chin lifts up and his eyes meet hers. He doesn't even notice he accepted a suggestion. His subconscious rationalizes it by believing that he wanted to look her in the eyes as he called her out on her bullshit; when, in reality, he is already in a light form of trance. Sam watches on curiously, but still has worry in her eyes, for she is still unsure what taylor is doing. *
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My heart is pounding in my ears as I watch my attractive cousin leave the room, smirking. I force myself to remember not to get on her bad side, once again. Despite watching the tv my thoughts drift to my unfortunate predicament...
Growing up with Taylor had caused some unusual problems for me. Spending lots of alone time with her at a young age, I was her guinea pig for her hypnotic experiments, even before she really knew what hypnosis was. I often found myself unable to remember a lot of our play dates, but sometimes "coming to" in the middle of being dressed up or playing dolls. As my older cousin Taylor and I entered puberty and she learned more about hypnosis and seduction, my sexual development was closely tied to our time together. As a result, I had ended up very submissive and docile sexually, unable to resist sexy young women. Taylor discovered this and took advantage of my weakness a few times before stopping her sessions with me altogether, completely unannounced.
As we drifted apart over the years and Taylor became famous, my friends would constantly point out how sexy she had become, and I noticed as well. My kinks only increased in intensity, leading my predicament...
I wanted nothing more than to be Taylor's hypnotized plaything, to do with as she pleased. However, my mind couldn't help fear the idea of helplessness, knowing her to be mischievous and manipulative. This is why I pushed her buttons, secretly craving to stare into her eyes and fall under her spell, but afraid of what she'd do once she had me at her mercy.
My thoughts drift back to the tv as the memories pass, and I keep watching for another episode or so.
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After another hour or so, an episode length, Taylor ambles back in. She's now in her yoga pants, tank top and barefoot. She stands at the entryway to the great room, eyeballing you. She thinks to herself. 'This dipshit still has not cleaned up. You've got to be kidding me' she clears her throat loudly
'ahem. What are you doing? I thought you were cleaning this crap up'
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My jaw nearly drops as I see her sexy outfit, unable to help checking out her tight midriff and sexy ass. When she snaps me out of it I glance around the room again, honestly having forgotten about cleaning the room as I was so immersed in the next episode. In my head I'm torn again: of course I should clean up, it's the right thing to do and normally I'd do it without an issue, but at the same time... the urge for her to take advantage of me is growing.
"Yeah yeah, I'm getting to it. See? I threw out the can I was drinking from. At the end of this episode, I promise." I turn my attention back to the episode, my heart starting to beat faster again, half from simply how sexy she looks and half from the adrenaline of what I'm doing.
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As you settle back into the episode she walks between you and the TV. She knows about your little perversions and she knows how much you love to be hypnotized. She has hypnotized you a hundred times and could put you under in a heart beat, but at the same time she knows that many times you don't want that. With that, she settles her blue eyes on yours, blocking the tv.
"No Ted. You are going to do it now. Am I going to have to ask you to look into my eyes and make another little adjustment?" She says in her normal voice, tapping the tips of her fingers together.
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My eyes lock onto Taylor's immediately, and I can hear my heart pounding in my ears as I begin to get a bit aroused despite the nature of the argument. In truth I know I'm being unreasonable but I just can't help tempting her to take me under. I try to downplay the reality of her skills by chuckling, but it comes out sounding a bit nervous as I clear my throat.
"Oh come on Taylor, we both remember the games we played as kids but those were just games. Sure, I guess we could pretend I'm under some sort of spell while I clean up or I could just get to it in the next few minutes. Come on Tay, the episode's about to end!" Despite sounding joking, my eyes keep jumping back and forth between her eyes and the tips of her fingers, wondering if she could really take me under with just a snap. Half of me dreads it, and half of me desperately desires it.
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She stands still, still keeping her gaze on you, debating her next move. She can see you squirming uncomfortably, knowing all too well what she is capable of. Taylor decides against hypnotizing you.
"Fine, at the end of the episode. But I want you to clean the kitchen too. I will be back down here in an hour. Don't disappoint me." With that she spins and exits and the room as quickly as she entered.
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(My bad, thought she left. I guess just ignore that last part.)
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My eyes can't help but drop down to her toned ass in her yoga pants as she walks out. Shifting slightly to accommodate for the sudden tightness in my pants, my heart beat slows again as I stand up and start cleaning up the living room as the episode runs its last few minutes. 'Phew, that was close,' I think as I walk over to the trash can and throw away what I've collected, going back to the living room to grab some more of my mess.
With the living room spotless and the tv angled so I can see it from the kitchen, I start by cleaning the dishes, as my thoughts drift off to Taylor again. I wonder just how quickly she could take me under, and what she'd do to me while I'm in her power. I start to daydream about my sexy older cousin as I've done a thousand times, imagining her telling me to kiss her feet while she reads a book, or lying on her bed naked, her hand working my cock while she chats with a friend...
I shake my head and adjust my shorts again, telling myself to focus. With the dishes done, I start wiping down the counters as I hear Taylor's car pull up outside.
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Taylor comes in, sweat on her brow, obviously tired. She joins you in the kitchen and throws her purse roughly onto the counter top. Her mood seems better and she speaks in a friendly tone as she grabs a bottle of water from the refrigerator.
"Thanks for doing this Ted, it looks much better. " She takes a swig and smiles. "You know, I really dont like having to threaten you with hypnosis. I mean, as much as I'd like to just compel you against every fiber of your being to obey me, have you doing my bidding while your completely conscious, trying to fight me every step of the way, I just feel like that is unnecessary." She smirks, knowing how wild this is driving you, then goes on.
"You wouldnt like that, would you Ted? I know you wouldn't, no one would. So just be a good roommate and do your part so I dont have to make any, shall we call them, 'adjustments." "
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I smile weakly at her, her post workout scent already starting to arouse me as she speaks. "Thanks, Taylor. I told you I'd get to it!"
As she mentions hypnosis my heart starts to beat a bit faster, and I begin to feel warm as my pants start to get a bit tighter. I silently thank the counter in between us, and as she keeps speaking my mind begins to drift: kneeling before her, stripping at her command, kissing her long legs...
I snap out of it as she addresses me, scrambling not to seem distracted. "Oh, uh, no I guess not... yeah I promise I'll try harder." I struggle to sound convincing, and smile unconvincingly as I finish speaking, still unsure if I want her to take control. Although as she's now in a better mood, maybe she'd be a kinder mistress...
I shake my head at the word, trying to focus on the fact that she's my cousin as I continue to wipe down the counters, still looking at Taylor.
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Great start, good stuff
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