The device hummed softly in his hand, its sleek metallic surface glinting under the dim light of his apartment. He’d found it in a dusty antique shop, tucked away in a corner like it was waiting for him. The shopkeeper had called it a “hypno-modulator,” and though he hadn’t believed it at first, the instructions were too tempting to ignore. Now, here he was, standing in front of his boss, Boa, who had come over to discuss work—or so she thought.Boa sat on his couch, her legs crossed elegantly, her sharp business suit hugging her curves in all the right places. She was the kind of woman who commanded attention, her presence as intimidating as it was alluring. But tonight, she was about to become something else entirely.“You wanted to talk about the quarterly report?” she asked, her voice cool and professional.He smirked, holding up the device. “Actually, I wanted to show you something… special.”Before she could react, he pressed the button. A soft, pulsating light emanated from the device, and Boa’s eyes widened for a moment before they glazed over, her body slumping slightly against the couch. He leaned in closer, his voice low and commanding.“Boa, listen carefully. From now on, you’re going to be my personal maid. You’ll do everything I say, and you’ll love it. Understood?”Her lips parted slightly, and she nodded slowly. “Yes… master.”He couldn’t help but grin. This was going to be fun. “Good. Now, go change into the outfit I left in the bedroom.”Boa stood up mechanically, her movements smooth but devoid of her usual confidence. She walked to the bedroom, and he followed, watching as she slipped out of her suit and into the maid outfit he’d prepared—a tight black dress with a frilly white apron, thigh-high stockings, and heels that made her legs look even longer. When she turned to face him, he felt a surge of desire. She looked perfect.“How do you feel?” he asked, stepping closer.She tilted her head, a small smile playing on her lips. “I feel… obedient. What would you like me to do, master?”He reached out, running a finger along her collarbone, feeling her shiver under his touch. “First, kneel.”Without hesitation, Boa dropped to her knees, her hands resting on her thighs, her eyes looking up at him with a mix of submission and anticipation. He cupped her chin, tilting her head back slightly.“Good girl,” he murmured, his other hand sliding down to unzip his pants. “Now, open your mouth.”Her lips parted obediently, and he guided himself into her warm, waiting mouth. She moaned softly around him, her tongue swirling expertly as she took him deeper. He groaned, his fingers tangling in her hair as he thrust gently, savoring the sensation of her lips and tongue working him over.“That’s it,” he breathed, his hips moving in rhythm with her bobbing head. “You’re such a good maid.”Boa’s hands reached up to grip his thighs, her nails digging in slightly as she took him deeper, her throat relaxing to accommodate him. He could feel the heat building in his core, the pleasure intensifying with every stroke. Her eyes fluttered shut, lost in the act of pleasing him, and he knew she was enjoying this just as much as he was.When he finally pulled back, she looked up at him with a dazed expression, her lips swollen and glistening. He helped her to her feet, his hands roaming over her body as he kissed her deeply, tasting himself on her tongue.“Now,” he said, breaking the kiss, “let’s see how well you can clean.”He led her to the kitchen, where he’d set up a small mess on purpose. Boa immediately got to work, her movements precise and efficient as she wiped down the counters and scrubbed the dishes. But he wasn’t done with her yet.“Stop,” he commanded, and she froze mid-motion. “Turn around.”She obeyed, and he stepped closer, his hands sliding under her skirt to cup her ass. She gasped as he squeezed firmly, his fingers slipping beneath the fabric of her panties to tease her already wet folds.“You’re doing such a good job,” he whispered against her ear, his fingers circling her clit slowly. “But I think you deserve a reward.”Boa moaned softly, her hips pressing back against his hand as he continued to tease her. He could feel her trembling with need, her breath coming in short, shallow gasps. He slid a finger inside her, curling it just right to hit that spot that made her cry out.“Master!” she gasped, her hands gripping the edge of the counter for support.He added another finger, thrusting them in and out of her at a steady pace while his thumb continued to rub her clit. Her moans grew louder, more desperate, and he knew she was close.“Come for me,” he commanded, his voice firm but gentle.With a shuddering cry, Boa came undone, her body convulsing with pleasure as she rode out the waves of her orgasm. He held her close, his fingers still inside her as she trembled in his arms.When she finally caught her breath, he pulled his fingers out and turned her to face him. Her cheeks were flushed, her eyes half-lidded with satisfaction.“Thank you, master,” she murmured, leaning in to kiss him softly.He smiled, brushing a strand of hair from her face. “You’re welcome. Now, let’s see what else you can do.”As Boa knelt before him once more, he couldn’t help but think about his girlfriend, Nami. She’d been distant lately, more interested in his wallet than in him. But with this device, he could change that too. He’d turn her into the perfect bimbo—sexy, submissive, and completely devoted to him.But that would have to wait. For now, he had a maid to attend to.“Open wide,” he said, guiding himself back into Boa’s waiting mouth. She moaned around him, her tongue swirling eagerly as she took him deeper. He groaned, his hands gripping her hair as he thrust into her warm, wet mouth.“That’s it,” he breathed, his hips moving in rhythm with her bobbing head. “You’re such a good girl.”Boa’s hands reached up to grip his thighs, her nails digging in slightly as she took him deeper, her throat relaxing to accommodate him. He could feel the heat building in his core, the pleasure intensifying with every stroke. Her eyes fluttered shut, lost in the act of pleasing him, and he knew she was enjoying this just as much as he was.When he finally pulled back, she looked up at him with a dazed expression, her lips swollen and glistening. He helped her to her feet, his hands roaming over her body as he kissed her deeply, tasting himself on her tongue.“Now,” he said, breaking the kiss, “let’s see how well you can clean.”He led her to the kitchen, where he’d set up a small mess on purpose. Boa immediately got to work, her movements precise and efficient as she wiped down the counters and scrubbed the dishes. But he wasn’t done with her yet.“Stop,” he commanded, and she froze mid-motion. “Turn around.”She obeyed, and he stepped closer, his hands sliding under her skirt to cup her ass. She gasped as he squeezed firmly, his fingers slipping beneath the fabric of her panties to tease her already wet folds.“You’re doing such a good job,” he whispered against her ear, his fingers circling her clit slowly. “But I think you deserve a reward.”Boa moaned softly, her hips pressing back against his hand as he continued to tease her. He could feel her trembling with need, her breath coming in short, shallow gasps. He slid a finger inside her, curling it just right to hit that spot that made her cry out.“Master!” she gasped, her hands gripping the edge of the counter for support.He added another finger, thrusting them in and out of her at a steady pace while his thumb continued to rub her clit. Her moans grew louder, more desperate, and he knew she was close.“Come for me,” he commanded, his voice firm but gentle.With a shuddering cry, Boa came undone, her body convulsing with pleasure as she rode out the waves of her orgasm. He held her close, his fingers still inside her as she trembled in his arms.When she finally caught her breath, he pulled his fingers out and turned her to face him. Her cheeks were flushed, her eyes half-lidded with satisfaction.“Thank you, master,” she murmured, leaning in to kiss him softly.He smiled, brushing a strand of hair from her face. “You’re welcome. Now, let’s see what else you can do.”As Boa knelt before him once more, he couldn’t help but think about his girlfriend, Nami. She’d been distant lately, more interested in his wallet than in him. But with this device, he could change that too. He’d turn her into the perfect bimbo—sexy, submissive, and completely devoted to him.But that would have to wait. For now, he had a maid to attend to.“Open wide,” he said

He found a device called a "hypno-modulator" in an antique shop and used it on his boss, Boa, to make her his personal maid. He led her to the bedroom and had her change into a maid outfit, then commanded her to perform sexual acts. He then had her clean the kitchen and reward her with sexual pleasure.

The device hummed softly in his hand, its sleek metallic surface glinting under the dim light of his apartment. He’d found it in a dusty antique shop, tucked away in a corner like it was waiting for him. The shopkeeper had called it a “hypno-modulator,” and though he hadn’t believed it at first, the instructions were too tempting to ignore. Now, here he was, standing in front of his boss, Boa, who had come over to discuss work—or so she thought.

Boa sat on his couch, her legs crossed elegantly, her sharp business suit hugging her curves in all the right places. She was the kind of woman who commanded attention, her presence as intimidating as it was alluring. But tonight, she was about to become something else entirely.

“You wanted to talk about the quarterly report?” she asked, her voice cool and professional.

He smirked, holding up the device. “Actually, I wanted to show you something… *special*.”

Before she could react, he pressed the button. A soft, pulsating light emanated from the device, and Boa’s eyes widened for a moment before they glazed over, her body slumping slightly against the couch. He leaned in closer, his voice low and commanding.

“Boa, listen carefully. From now on, you’re going to be my personal maid. You’ll do everything I say, and you’ll *love* it. Understood?”

Her lips parted slightly, and she nodded slowly. “Yes… master.”

He couldn’t help but grin. This was going to be fun. “Good. Now, go change into the outfit I left in the bedroom.”

Boa stood up mechanically, her movements smooth but devoid of her usual confidence. She walked to the bedroom, and he followed, watching as she slipped out of her suit and into the maid outfit he’d prepared—a tight black dress with a frilly white apron, thigh-high stockings, and heels that made her legs look even longer. When she turned to face him, he felt a surge of desire. She looked *perfect*.

“How do you feel?” he asked, stepping closer.

She tilted her head, a small smile playing on her lips. “I feel… *obedient*. What would you like me to do, master?”

He reached out, running a finger along her collarbone, feeling her shiver under his touch. “First, kneel.”

Without hesitation, Boa dropped to her knees, her hands resting on her thighs, her eyes looking up at him with a mix of submission and anticipation. He cupped her chin, tilting her head back slightly.

“Good girl,” he murmured, his other hand sliding down to unzip his pants. “Now, open your mouth.”

Her lips parted obediently, and he guided himself into her warm, waiting mouth. She moaned softly around him, her tongue swirling expertly as she took him deeper. He groaned, his fingers tangling in her hair as he thrust gently, savoring the sensation of her lips and tongue working him over.

“That’s it,” he breathed, his hips moving in rhythm with her bobbing head. “You’re such a good maid.”

Boa’s hands reached up to grip his thighs, her nails digging in slightly as she took him deeper, her throat relaxing to accommodate him. He could feel the heat building in his core, the pleasure intensifying with every stroke. Her eyes fluttered shut, lost in the act of pleasing him, and he knew she was enjoying this just as much as he was.

When he finally pulled back, she looked up at him with a dazed expression, her lips swollen and glistening. He helped her to her feet, his hands roaming over her body as he kissed her deeply, tasting himself on her tongue.

“Now,” he said, breaking the kiss, “let’s see how well you can clean.”

He led her to the kitchen, where he’d set up a small mess on purpose. Boa immediately got to work, her movements precise and efficient as she wiped down the counters and scrubbed the dishes. But he wasn’t done with her yet.

“Stop,” he commanded, and she froze mid-motion. “Turn around.”

She obeyed, and he stepped closer, his hands sliding under her skirt to cup her ass. She gasped as he squeezed firmly, his fingers slipping beneath the fabric of her panties to tease her already wet folds.

“You’re doing such a good job,” he whispered against her ear, his fingers circling her clit slowly. “But I think you deserve a reward.”

Boa moaned softly, her hips pressing back against his hand as he continued to tease her. He could feel her trembling with need, her breath coming in short, shallow gasps. He slid a finger inside her, curling it just right to hit that spot that made her cry out.

“Master!” she gasped, her hands gripping the edge of the counter for support.

He added another finger, thrusting them in and out of her at a steady pace while his thumb continued to rub her clit. Her moans grew louder, more desperate, and he knew she was close.

“Come for me,” he commanded, his voice firm but gentle.

With a shuddering cry, Boa came undone, her body convulsing with pleasure as she rode out the waves of her orgasm. He held her close, his fingers still inside her as she trembled in his arms.

When she finally caught her breath, he pulled his fingers out and turned her to face him. Her cheeks were flushed, her eyes half-lidded with satisfaction.

“Thank you, master,” she murmured, leaning in to kiss him softly.

He smiled, brushing a strand of hair from her face. “You’re welcome. Now, let’s see what else you can do.”

As Boa knelt before him once more, he couldn’t help but think about his girlfriend, Nami. She’d been distant lately, more interested in his wallet than in him. But with this device, he could change that too. He’d turn her into the perfect bimbo—sexy, submissive, and completely devoted to him.

But that would have to wait. For now, he had a maid to attend to.

“Open wide,” he said, guiding himself back into Boa’s waiting mouth. She moaned around him, her tongue swirling eagerly as she took him deeper. He groaned, his hands gripping her hair as he thrust into her warm, wet mouth.

“That’s it,” he breathed, his hips moving in rhythm with her bobbing head. “You’re such a good girl.”

Boa’s hands reached up to grip his thighs, her nails digging in slightly as she took him deeper, her throat relaxing to accommodate him. He could feel the heat building in his core, the pleasure intensifying with every stroke. Her eyes fluttered shut, lost in the act of pleasing him, and he knew she was enjoying this just as much as he was.

When he finally pulled back, she looked up at him with a dazed expression, her lips swollen and glistening. He helped her to her feet, his hands roaming over her body as he kissed her deeply, tasting himself on her tongue.

“Now,” he said, breaking the kiss, “let’s see how well you can clean.”

He led her to the kitchen, where he’d set up a small mess on purpose. Boa immediately got to work, her movements precise and efficient as she wiped down the counters and scrubbed the dishes. But he wasn’t done with her yet.

“Stop,” he commanded, and she froze mid-motion. “Turn around.”

She obeyed, and he stepped closer, his hands sliding under her skirt to cup her ass. She gasped as he squeezed firmly, his fingers slipping beneath the fabric of her panties to tease her already wet folds.

“You’re doing such a good job,” he whispered against her ear, his fingers circling her clit slowly. “But I think you deserve a reward.”

Boa moaned softly, her hips pressing back against his hand as he continued to tease her. He could feel her trembling with need, her breath coming in short, shallow gasps. He slid a finger inside her, curling it just right to hit that spot that made her cry out.

“Master!” she gasped, her hands gripping the edge of the counter for support.

He added another finger, thrusting them in and out of her at a steady pace while his thumb continued to rub her clit. Her moans grew louder, more desperate, and he knew she was close.

“Come for me,” he commanded, his voice firm but gentle.

With a shuddering cry, Boa came undone, her body convulsing with pleasure as she rode out the waves of her orgasm. He held her close, his fingers still inside her as she trembled in his arms.

When she finally caught her breath, he pulled his fingers out and turned her to face him. Her cheeks were flushed, her eyes half-lidded with satisfaction.

“Thank you, master,” she murmured, leaning in to kiss him softly.

He smiled, brushing a strand of hair from her face. “You’re welcome. Now, let’s see what else you can do.”

As Boa knelt before him once more, he couldn’t help but think about his girlfriend, Nami. She’d been distant lately, more interested in his wallet than in him. But with this device, he could change that too. He’d turn her into the perfect bimbo—sexy, submissive, and completely devoted to him.

But that would have to wait. For now, he had a maid to attend to.

“Open wide,” he said

A man discovers a hypno device and uses it to turn his boss, Boa, into his obedient personal maid, complete with a sexy maid outfit, and enjoys her submissive services. He then plans to use the device on his gold-digging girlfriend, Nami, to transform her into a sex-crazed bimbo, devoted entirely to his pleasure.

The Hypno Master

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