Hypno Haunted House

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Gabby was feeling a mix of excitement and nerves as she walked up to the haunted house attraction with her tinder date, Troy. She had always loved the thrill of a good scare, and she had been looking forward to this date for weeks.

As they made their way through the various attractions, Gabby couldn't help but feel a little disappointed by Troy's behavior. He seemed more interested in checking his phone and complaining about the long lines than in enjoying the spooky fun. Gabby tried to brush it off and focus on having a good time, but it was difficult to ignore the constant negativity coming from her date.

Despite Troy's grumbling, they managed to make it through several haunted houses and mazes without incident. But as the night wore on, Gabby could tell that Troy was getting more and more tired. He begged her to call it a night and go home, but Gabby wasn't ready to give up just yet.

"Come on, Troy, there's one more haunted house left," she pleaded. "We can't leave without going through it. It's supposed to be the scariest one here."

But Troy was having none of it. "I'm done, Gabby. I'm tired and I want to go home. You can go in if you want, but I'm not setting foot in that place."

Gabby was furious. She couldn't believe that Troy would rather sit outside and pout than join her in experiencing the final attraction. She hesitated for a moment, wondering if she should give in and just go home with him. But the thrill seeker in her won out, and she made the decision to go in alone.

As she walked through the dark, creepy corridors of the haunted house, Gabby couldn't help but feel a sense of excitement and anticipation. The haunted house was designed to look like an old, abandoned asylum, complete with peeling wallpaper, flickering fluorescent lights, and rusted medical equipment scattered throughout the rooms. The atmosphere was tense and foreboding, and Gabby could feel the hair on the back of her neck standing up as she made her way deeper into the attraction.

She came across a room filled with mannequins dressed in tattered hospital gowns, their glassy eyes seeming to follow her as she passed by. In another room, she was startled by a jump scare from a figure dressed in a clown costume, its painted smile twisted into a grotesque leer.

Despite the scares, Gabby was having a great time. She loved the rush of adrenaline that came with being scared, and the haunted house was delivering on all fronts.

Gabby was having a great time as she made her way through the final room of the haunted house, a dimly-lit chamber filled with fog and the sound of distant laughter. But as she approached the end of the room, she was confronted with a strange tunnel adorned with flashing lights and swirling patterns on the walls.

A sign hanging above the tunnel read "Hallway of Hypnosis." Gabby chuckled to herself, thinking it was just another cheesy haunted house gimmick. But as she stepped into the tunnel, she couldn't help but feel a strange sense of disorientation wash over her. The flashing lights and swirling patterns seemed to swirl around her, pulling her deeper into the tunnel.

Gabby found herself walking slower and slower, her body moving of its own accord. She tried to resist the hypnotic pull of the tunnel, but she couldn't seem to break free.

Suddenly, Gabby stopped walking and stood frozen in place. She was completely entranced by the flashing lights and swirling patterns, unable to move or think. She was completely at the mercy of the hypnosis, and she had no idea how long she stood there, lost in the trance.

Gabby was completely entranced by the flashing lights and swirling patterns, unable to move or think. She was completely at the mercy of the hypnosis, and she had no idea how long she stood there, lost in the trance.

As time passed, she became aware of people walking by her, their footsteps echoing through the tunnel. She could hear their confused whispers as they wondered why she was standing there, motionless and unresponsive. But despite their curiosity, nobody stopped to help her.

She could hear the sounds of the haunted house fading into the distance as more and more people passed her by. She was completely alone, her mind trapped in the hypnotic state. She couldn't even call out for help, her body and voice completely paralyzed by the trance.

As the last echoes of footsteps faded away, Gabby was left standing in the empty tunnel, alone and helpless. She had no idea how long she would remain there, lost in the hypnotic state, and she couldn't escape the fear that she would be stuck there forever. You see, this was just another run of the mill cheesy haunted attraction room, but Gabby was born with a gene that makes her very susceptible to hypnosis of many kinds. The average person would've been fine in the tunnel as it was designed as nothing more than a prop for the show but to Gabby it was the real deal.

Just when she thought she would be stuck there forever, she heard the sound of footsteps approaching from behind. She felt a rough hand shaking her shoulder, and a gravelly voice calling her name.

"Hey there, missy. What are you doing standing here all alone?"

Gabby tried to speak, to tell the man that she was hypnotized and needed help, but her mouth wouldn't move. She could only stand there, mute and helpless.

The man, who introduced himself as Gruff, the owner of the haunted house, didn't seem to understand why she ignored him.

"Come on now, don't be shy. I'm sure we can work out some kind of deal. I'll even give you a discount on your next visit."

Gabby tried to speak again, fighting through the hypnotic trance. "I...I am hypnotized," she managed to stutter out. "I am awaiting commands."

Gruff's lecherous grin faded, replaced by a look of skepticism. "Prove it. Do something for me."

Gabby tried to think of a task to prove her hypnotized state, but her mind was still foggy and disoriented. She struggled to come up with an idea, her heart racing with fear and desperation.

Finally, she managed to speak. "I...I will do whatever you command," she said, her voice barely above a whisper.

Gruff's eyes narrowed, a sly smile spreading across his face. "Well now, that's more like it. I command you to...hmm, let's see...show me your tits."

Gruff chuckled thinking she would just call him and name and leave but was shocked...

Gabby felt a surge wash over her. This was a task she had no desire to do but felt compelled to. She slowly faced Gruff and lifted up her yellow cropped sweatshirt and sports bra to reveal her breast before pulling her shirt back down.

Gruff's jaw almost touched the floor as he said "My god you light skinned girls are truly blessed with the best portions and looks."

Just then, she heard a voice calling her name. "Gabby! Gabby, are you okay?"

She turned to see Troy, her tinder date, running towards her. He had a worried look on his face, and she couldn't help but feel a flicker of hope.

"Troy," she managed to croak out. "Please, help me. I'm hypnotized."

But Troy didn't hear her. He thought she had ditched him, and was showing some perverted breasts. Without a second glance, he turned on his heel and stormed out of the haunted house, leaving Gabby behind with Gruff.

Gabby's heart sank as she watched him go. She was completely at the mercy of Gruff and his twisted desires, and there seemed to be no escape in sight.

Gruff chuckled as he watched Troy storm out of the haunted house. "Well, well, well. It looks like your only hope just left you. You're all mine now, my little hypnotized slave. And you will be mine forever. You will do as I say, without question. You will call me master."

Gabby felt a surge of despair wash over her. She had been trying so hard to break free of the hypnotic trance, but now it seemed like she was trapped forever, at the mercy of this disgusting, lecherous man.

She tried to resist, to find some way to break free of his grasp, but it was no use. She was completely under his control, and she knew that she would be forced to do his bidding, no matter how twisted or sickening it might be.

She was his slave, forever at his mercy. And there seemed to be no escape in sight.

Gruff cackled with glee as he pulled Gabby in for a kiss. His breath was hot and foul on her face, and she struggled to pull away, but it was no use. She was completely at his mercy, and he was relishing every moment of it.

He kissed her deeply, his hands roaming all over her body, grabbing and groping her butt. Gently caressing the black stretched fabric of her leggings over her ass. Gabby tried to push him away, to resist his advances, but it was no use. She was completely under his control, and he was taking full advantage of it.

Finally, he pulled away, a triumphant grin on his face. "Ah yes, this is the life. You're mine now, my little hypnotized slave. And you'll do whatever I say, no matter how disgusting or perverted it might be. You'll call me master, and you'll obey me, without question."

Gabby's heart sank as she realized the full extent of her predicament. She was trapped, at the mercy of Gruff and his twisted desires. And there seemed to be no escape in sight.

It had been three long, miserable months since Gabby had been trapped in the hypnotic trance, and she had lost all hope of ever being free again. Gruff had taken full advantage of her hypnotized state, making her do all sorts of twisted and perverted things, and she had no choice but to obey him, no matter how much she hated it.

But now, things were changing. Gruff had decided to pack up the haunted attraction and move it to another state, and Gabby was forced to go with him. She was still under his control, still his hypnotized slave, and she knew that she would never be able to escape.

As they packed up the last of their belongings and loaded them onto the truck, Gabby couldn't help but feel a sense of despair. She had lost all hope of ever being free again, and she knew that she would be trapped with Gruff forever, forced to do his bidding, no matter how sickening or degrading it might be.

In a nearby town three 19 year old boys were sitting on the couch, scrolling through their phones and talking about the new haunted house attraction that had just opened in town.

"Dude, have you seen the worker there? She's dressed up as a playboy bunny and you can take photos with her," one of them said, waggling his eyebrows suggestively.

"Yeah, I heard she's a total babe. I can't wait to check out the haunted house just to get a glimpse of her," another added.

The boys continued to talk and laugh about the hot worker at the haunted house, completely unaware of the dark past that she was trying to leave behind. They had no idea that she had been forced to do all sorts of twisted and perverted things under hypnosis, and that she was desperate to break free of her hypnotic trance and start a new life. The three boys were practically drooling at the thought of getting a chance to see the hot worker at the haunted house attraction. They made plans to visit the next weekend, determined to get a chance to see her up close and maybe even snap a few photos.

The three boys arrived at the haunted house attraction, their hearts racing with excitement. They couldn't wait to see the hot worker they had heard so much about, and they were determined to get a chance to take a few photos with her.

As they walked through the haunted house, they were greeted by all sorts of spooky sights and sounds. There were creepy clowns, jump scares, and elaborate sets that seemed to come to life before their very eyes.

But all of that faded into the background as they caught sight of the hot worker. She was dressed up as a playboy bunny, just as they had heard, and she was even more beautiful in person. They rushed over to get a photo with her, their eyes glued to her chest and butt.

Gabby tried to smile and pose for the photo, but inside she was screaming. She was trapped in a hypnotic trance, forced to do whatever Gruff commanded her to do. And now, she was posing for photos with a bunch of lecherous boys, who couldn't keep their eyes off her body.

One of the boys even smacked her butt as they snapped the photo.

As the haunted house attraction closed for the night, the three boys couldn't shake the feeling that they had missed their chance with the hot worker. They had been so smitten by her beauty that they hadn't even thought to ask her out, and now they were regretting it.

Determined to make up for their mistake, they decided to sneak back into the building and try to find her. They knew it was risky, but they were willing to take the chance if it meant getting a chance to talk to her.

As they snuck through the dark corridors of the haunted house, they couldn't help but feel a sense of excitement. They were getting closer and closer to the hot worker, and they were sure that she would be happy to see them.

But as they turned a corner, they froze in their tracks. Through a window, they saw something that sent a chill down their spine. They saw Gruff, the owner of the haunted house, leering at the hot worker with a sickening grin on his face. They saw him kissing her, groping her body, and making her do all sorts of twisted and perverted things. They couldn't stop looking at the hot and heavy scene even when Gabby removed her costume while Gruff laid on the bed fully naked. His penis was very dirty looking and you could see a grin splattered on his face. Gruff said

"Slave climb the pole '' Followed by a guttural laugh. The boys were perplexed, why was some young beauty with such a fat slob, they were in even more confusion as they saw her toned body bouncing on top of Gruff's cock with a blank and emotionless face....