Hypnotic symphony

by THEJamiboi

Rating: mature
Tags: Sex, Original Character, My Little Pony: Friendship is Magic
Length: 5536

Spira Trance, a travelling pony with a unique skill, wanders into a small town during a heavy storm. Unable to find shelter she prepares to move on... When a blue stallion offers the cold mare shelter. She'll have to pay back his hospitality somehow.

Spira Trance, a travelling pony with a unique skill, wanders into a small town during a heavy storm. Unable to find shelter she prepares to move on... When a blue stallion offers the cold mare shelter. She'll have to pay back his hospitality somehow.

My entry to MLP-Hypnogroup's mascot contest, wish me luck and even I don't win I hope you enjoy! :)

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Published 2015-07-28 08:20:01 UTC
Last updated 2015-07-28 08:20:01 UTC

Hypnotic symphony

Author's Note

Well, I'm back from Greece, as you can tell from me being able to upload this, which is fantastic! :D

Anyway, this story contains hypnosis, bondage sex, masturbation yad yad, it's me, okay? Are you not use to it!?

Also, I'm updating Spirals and Spices with a new spacing technique a few people recommended, see if people like it. :)

Hypnotic symphony

The heavy lashing of rain, splashing against the stone road, and the occasional roll of thunder, blocked out any sound of the slowly walking pony. She, as it was a mare judging from the shape of her body, had a large thick grey traveling cloak on, stained almost black from the constant rain. The hood around the mare lit up briefly by a dark greenish magical aura, the unicorn mare pulled the hood tighter around her purple grey fur and she pushed a few damp strands of her curly white blond mane back inside the hood. For a second before the magical aura faded, the mares green eyes, lined with golden eyeliner, searched for shelter. It had been sunnier just a few minutes ago, but an early autumn shower had caught her off guard. With what little she owned she’d be lucky to find shelter… If not for her… Special skills.

The mare in questions was called Spira Trance, a hypnotist traveller, at present time, simply searching for shelter along the country road. Spira managed to reach a small clump of houses. There was little here around the secluded houses, except a closed café and a small pup called ‘The weary rabbit’ which had a picture of a cute bunny holding a little pillow standing next to a barrel of ale. While not ideal for Spira, it beat any alternative, the alternatives being stand outside or keep walking, both in the rain, not that appealing really.

Spira pushed opened the door to the pub and pushed her hood down behind her back, brushing the water out of her mane. It was a rather quaint building, with a light fluffy red carpet, small two seater tables, with little cushioned, dark oak, chairs and candles and flowers. Nicely done. There was a large table for ten on a small elevated corner of the pub. But Spira wasn’t focused on this, she headed for the bar, where two stallions were ordering drinks for their table. Once they had managed to gather all their drinks in their hooves, the Earth ponies walked back to the large table on their hind legs, drawing a small smile from Spira at their awkward movement.

Spira walked up to the bar, lifting her damp cloak off with her magic and folding it up next to her, revealing the golden pendant that was her cutie mark, and her curly blond tail, as well as the fact that she wears purple veils with golden rims on her front hooves, like a desert princess. The bar tender was a grey, with the original purple grape coloured mane poking through, maned late middle aged Earth stallion, with green grape fur, green eyes and a cup of purple frothing cider as his cutie mark. He turned and smiled at Spira, who nodded politely and returned the smile in greeting. The bar keeper walked up to the counter and folded his hooves on the counter.

“What can I get you miss?” He asked.

“Just an orange juice to drink for now,” The bar keeper nodded and turned to a small fridge “I have a question though, if you wouldn’t mind answering.” Spira said.

“Sure, hit me.” He said pouring the drink and dropping a couple cubes of ice inside before sliding it to the unicorn.

“Well, see, I’m a traveller, I don’t really have a home to stay in, so I was wondering if you had a room I could stay in for the night, or know of some place?” Spira asked, the bar tender smiled sadly.

“Sorry miss but I have no rooms here and I don’t run a bed and breakfast at my house, sorry.” Spira sighed.

“Thank you anyway.” She said.

Spira downed her drink and glanced outside at the still lashing water, juggling her options. She had a few ‘unique’ skills, however she wasn’t one to force a pony to do such a thing… Though her morals were being seriously strained at the concept of putting up with that rain for much longer. Spira floated out the accumulated bits and slid off her seat, wrapping the cloak back over her body.

“Thank you.” She mumbled as she left, the bar tender looking on guiltily.

Spira gripped the collar of her cloak holding it down as a gust of wind threatened to snatch the faint bit of warmth Spira had left. She’d thought travelling would be fun, teach her new tricks for her skills but… It mostly just got her wet, lost and a little lonely... Okay very lonely. Spira reached a hill, overlooking the small settlement, turning left along a winding hill, she glanced back at the town, the faint glowing lights of houses and warmth. Spira bowed her head sadly, her ears folding against her head, when the sound of the rain beating against something registered above her head. Spira looked up at the giant black umbrella held over her, shielding both her and its carrier. Spira turned and found a bright blue blonde maned Earth stallion, gentle and kind sky blue eyes stared at her, a microphone as his cutie mark stood out as the only dark coloured thing on his body. The stallion smiled gently at Spira.

“You okay ma’am you look… A little lost?” He asked softly. Spira bowed her head before pushing her hood back, she kicked the damp ground.

“To be honest… I am, I’m a traveller, but… It’s not been all that fun, I haven’t learnt anything new for what I do as a profession and… I’m probably going to catch a cold and be exhausted tomorrow since I have nowhere to sleep.” The stallion looked at her pitifully.

“Don’t take this as a stranger who might take advantage off you I just… Wanna help. Do you want to come back to my place, get dried up and sleep in an actual bed…? Looks like it’s been a while since you had a good sleep.” Spira almost broke into tears at the generosity and nodded.

“P-please.” She sobbed softly.

“Course, I’m Sound Box by the way, pleasure to meet you.” Sound said turning and leading Spira along the opposite path to the one she had been following.

“Spira Trance.” Spira said.

“Nice to meet you Spira.”

Sound led Spira along a winding dirt path to a secluded brick house, a small stream cut across the garden to the right of the house, almost flooding over from the heavy rain, a tiled porch, with a small table and three deck chairs, surrounded by a wild meadow. Clearly Sound was no gardener. Sound walked up to the damp oak door and fitted a key inside pushing the door open and holding it for Spira. The pair retreated inside and Sound closed and locked the door before a small light, in a wire ball, lit up the hallway. To the left of the hallway was a set of stairs leading up, forward led to what looked like a kitchen and the right to a large living room.

Sound folded the umbrella up and leant it against the corner next to the door, before walking into the living room. Unsure of what to do, Spira lifted her drenched cloak off with her magic once more and followed Sound, where she found him attempting to coax the fireplace into lighting up. With a soft whoosh the room began to flicker and dance with light, Sound threw some logs onto the small flames and then sat back, hooves outstretched towards the enticing warmth. Sound looked over at Spira who looked a little nervous.

“Come on, I don’t bite Spira, you can lie your coat down beside the fire to dry it off if you want.” Spira slowly joined beside Sound and sat down on her haunches.

Spira smiled faintly, she couldn’t remember the last time she’d curled up against a fire, or any kind of real warmth, since before she’d started travelling.

“Perhaps travelling is not for you.” Sound said as if reading her mind.

Spira glanced at the generous stallion then sighed.

“Yeah, I thought I’d learn some new tricks for my work but… I just get cold and damp most of the time.” Spira mumbled.

“What do you do exactly?” Sound asked.

“Oh, I’m a hypnotist, and not the shoddy side show kind, proper take control of your mind kind.” Spira actually grinned and leaned towards Sound “Would you like to try, it’s vvveeerrryyy relaxing?” Spira purred then giggled softly, turning back to the fire, Sound however didn’t move for a couple seconds then nervously laughed.

Sound pushed himself onto his hooves after a few minutes silence.

“There’s three bedrooms and a bathroom, the two spare rooms are the first on the left and right, the bathroom is at the top and if you turn around at the top my room is there, knock if you need anything, there’s probably some left overs on the top shelf in the fridge if your hungry, help yourself…” Sound then looked back with a fake furious face “But don’t touch the cookies!” Spira blinked then held her mouth giggling madly.

“G-goodnight.” She managed and Sound waved goodnight.

Spira walked up the stairs slowly and quietly several minutes later. She still had her cloak with her, it was the only thing she had left, that and what was within the pockets. Spira glanced to her left, pushing the bedroom door open. It was a quaint little room, with a high small rectangular window, a bed with rather cute ship wheels printed on, a desk and a boat lamp and a wardrobe in the corner. Spira glanced back out the room towards Sound’s room, before she reached into her cloak with a hoof and pulled out a golden pendant. She held it up to her, the little golden hypnotist’s tool sparkled softly and Spira closed her hoof around it. She was severely tempted to turn back out the room and sneak up on Sound, but it’d be a violation of his trust!

Spira stood there for several minutes before the bathroom door opened, Spira jumped like she’d been electrocuted and spun around facing Sound. The stallion tilted his head before smirking.

“Sorry for spooking you, was just using the bathroom, well goodnight.” Sound began to walk towards his room, Spira made up her mind.

“Hay Sound,” the second his name was out Spira’s resolve evaporated like boiling water, the stallion turned to look at her.

“Yes Spira?” Spira gulped tapping a hoof nervously against the floor.

“N-never mind it’s nothing, I just… Weird idea and… Sorry, goodnight.” But Sound persisted.

“No you can tell me, I won’t think any differently of you.” Spira looked back at the gently smiling stallion and Spira took a deep breath.

“I… I want… Well… You don’t have to but…”

“Spira, just say it, it’ll be easier than dodging around it forever.” Sound said.

“Can… Can I hypnotise you?” Instantly Spira hid her face in embarrassment, now she remember why she’d let ponies come to her, they’d agreed to it and wouldn’t end up backing away in fear.

“Seems you’re making a big deal out of this.” Sound finally said softly. Spira lowered her hooves and looked at Sound.

“Y-you’re not mad?” She asked.

“Mad? Why, you asked a question, rather than pounced on me without consent, I reckon I can trust a pony that does that. Plus you can’t make me do anything I wouldn’t normally.” Spira gulped.

“A-actually… I can.” Spira admitted.

“Really?” Sound asked excitedly.

“Why do you sound so chipper about the concept of surrendering your mind to me?” Spira asked and Sound simply smiled.

“Is that a problem to you?” Spira blinked.

“T-that’s not an answer!” She cried then sighed and whispered “But… No, it’s not a problem if you want me to do this to you.”

“Well, what do you want me to do?” Sound asked.

Spira swished her tail slightly, guess he really was okay with this. Spira tossed her cloak into the spare bedroom and walked around the railing to Sound.

“Follow me.” She cooed, warming up to the situation, she even wrapped her curly tail around Sound’s neck, tugging him along gently.

Sound didn’t resist or object, following at a brisk pace. Spira pushed the door to Sound’s room open. It was decorated like a sunset, with a lot of wooden weaved style furniture, such as a wardrobe, a comfy armchair in front of a desk and computer and even a cute lamp that looked very plant like, the bed was plain dark green like leaves. Sound walked in and Spira removed her tail from around his neck.

“Lie down on the bed.” Spira ordered.

“Kinky.” Sound joked, drawing a soft blush from Spira.

Sound lay down along his stomach facing Spira, his back hooves against the pillows and headboard. Spira levitated two pillows over and placed one, after lifting his head up, under Sound’s neck for him to rest his head on, a little in front of him, Spira did likewise for her own neck with the other pillow. Once she was comfortable, Spira turned back to Sound and smiled faintly, holding up the pendant, still in her hoof, and took hold of it in her magic. It was completely stationery in mid-air but Sound found his gaze transfixed by it.

“Now, Sound, are you one hundred percent sure about this?” Spira asked, giving her magic a little jiggle so the pendant bounced and swung very slightly.

A faint, irresistible wave of bliss washed over Sound’s mind and the stallion sighed softly, before managing a nod, words failing him. Spira took a deep breath, steeling her nerves. She’d hypnotised strangers at her old home before but… This was oddly different, being forward on the hypnosis instead of letting the ponies come to her… It had a slight tang of control, and Spira was rather excited to taste it.

Spira let her magic move left and right, the pendant began to swing in a smooth motion from left to right, hovering ever so slightly at the height peak of either side, before swinging back down to the other side. Sound was compelled to follow the golden pendant’s progress, his eyes felt itchy as if he wanted to rub them at first, then they felt warm and sluggish, like he was trying to blink through honey. Sound’s jaw dropped and he continued to follow the pendant.

“Sound, how do you feel?” Spira asked softly.

“R-really… Strange… Eyes won’t obey me… Like following… Pendant.” Sound managed to mumble in a sluggish voice.

“Good, that’s good, you like following the pendant, but maybe you want to watch something else, focus on my eyes and let the pendant swing before them.” Spira ordered.

Sound, his mind unable to resist, complied and his eyes locked to Spira’s, the pendant swinging before them. Sound gasped softly, there was something wrong with Spira’s eyes. No, not wrong… Everything with them was right! Spira’s eyes now had multi-coloured rings that were pulsing softly. Sound realised they didn’t match and watched them move along Spira’s eyes for a few seconds in silence, his mind trying to find a pattern or reason, but the more Sound stared the less he cared if they matched or had a pattern. Not having a pattern made them unique every time, and not matching meant they were beautiful separately and both needed to be appreciated.

Spira’s pendant, still swinging, made the rings almost dance around, as if they were moving towards Sound on their own, boring into his mind. Sound didn’t realise, too absorbed in studying the magnificent spectacle before him, that fewer and fewer thoughts were escaping the puddle that was now his mind.

“So, Sound, how does it feel, watching my eyes, the pendant pushing the colours directly into your mind? Submitting, giving control over to me, must feel amazing judging from your face.” Spira whispered softly.

Sure enough Sound’s face was stretching into a giant smile and the stallion had his hooves on his pillow, leaning towards Spira. The mare giggled softly at the stunned stallion, he looked rather cute like that.

“Feel my spell take over, flooding your mind, wrapping around it tightly, squeezing so softly, caressing you in just the right way.” Spira purred.

“You… Take over… Flooding… Mind… Wrapping around… Squeezing… Caressing… So nice…” Sound droned, falling back down onto his pillow, a lot lower down than Spira’s eyes now, so he had to stare up at her, even his pose implied submission.

Sound continued to stare up into Spira’s eyes and watched the pendant swing before them, and Spira let him for a minute longer before deciding the blue stallion was nought but mush in his head now. The mare wrapped the string of her pendant around itself and floated it onto the bedside table before letting her magic fizzle out. No longer being supplied with magic, the illusion her eyes were playing slowly faded and returned to their normal green.

Spira grinned, she always got a little bit of satisfaction out of fully hypnotising a pony, allowing them to relax beyond anything Equestria knew. But Sound was a little bit of a special case, there was a little extra kick to the satisfaction, she controlled him. Nopony knew she was here, nopony could barge in to check on her fun… She could do anything to him, absolutely anything.

“Sound?” Spira asked softly. Sound moaned softly, but otherwise made no signs he’d heard Spira.

Spira decided to start small, normally she would simply make her victim sit in a fake hypnosis induced dream, relaxing them, but for Sound she would need him mobile.

“Sit up.” Sound complied, immediately sitting up and smiling at Spira, however this was nothing Sound wouldn’t do if he were conscious... Spira needed to go a little further.

“Bark like a dog, Sound.” The cute yipping sound the blue stallion made brought a small smile to Spira's mouth, but Sound could've still acted this out for a laugh.

What Spira needed was a way to test her control by making Sound do something he normally wouldn’t. Spira suddenly grinned and tilted Sound's dipping head back up, before holding a hoof out a hair from his nose.

“Lick your Mistress' hoof, slave!” Sound nodded stiffly and leaned forward.

Sound ran his tongue along the edges of Spira’s hoof, sighing softly. Spira squeaked in delight, this felt so good! Asserting her dominance over this stallion mentally by both verballing installing his position to her, and then making him act on her orders, felt amazing... As did Sound's pampering of her hoof.

“Okay slave, that’s good, stop.” Spira ordered and Sound obeyed, sitting up straight, a line of saliva hanging off his mouth onto Spira’s hoof.

Spira clicked her tongue, what now? How could she push the powers of her control? Spira's gaze slowly lowered, to the area hidden by how Sound lay.

“Slave, roll over!” Sound's hooves hung in the air, similar to a dog asking for a belly rub.

Spira reached out with her magic and a faint green aura appeared around Sound's waist, before contracting into a cylinder around a limp shape. Spira blushed, surely she was going to far, but Sound continued to stare happily at the ceiling, though a flush was visible on his face now.

Spira made part of her magic contract around Sound's penis, making it twitch as a surge of blood inflated the organ, Sound groaned softly.

“M-Mistress?” Sound mumbled, the word slurred from his drunkenly hypnotised speech.

Spira let a ring of magic, Sound's whole penis enveloped in Spira's green magic now, press in and around Sound's penis, running slowly up and down. Sound gripped the bed, drooling, the hypnosis and Spira’s expert teasing rivalled full sex, and she wasn’t even trying yet. This vague thought made Sound groan in anticipation, longing and a little from the now imagination heightened pleasure he was already receiving, a little bit of pre-cum leaked from Sound's penis and Spira watched it drip down.

Spira added a second ring, this one faster than the first so that they crossed path. There was the constant constriction pleasure topped off with this pumping of the magical rings. Spira grinned at the cross eyed stallion and suddenly there was the sensation of something brushing against the head of Sound’s penis, a small bubble of magic, then it began to draw circles around Sound’s penis tip, the rings still pumping.

“Mistress! I-I can’t... Going to... Cum!” Sound said in a laboured, panting, voice.

Spira winked at the stallion and he felt her constricting magic spread all over his shaft, right down to his balls. Sound was being subjected to a pleasure he'd never experienced before, on a level he never knew existed. Spira squeezed both rings as they reached the same point together, Sound’s tip, the rubbing along his tip concentrated forming a cap over the tip. This proved too much for poor Sound and his head flopped back, his whole body going limp, weak and quivering, as semen shot through the magic all over Sound's bed.

Spira felt an odd, new tingling sensation. She had just abused her control over Sound and it had felt AMAZING. A new burning overtook Spira and she stared down at the mess Sound had made, grinning.

Spira hopped off the bed, Sound having collapsed backwards, droplets of semen dripping onto his chest, and ran from the room and downstairs. It took a while but Spira soon found Sound’s garage. It was littered with bits of musical equipment, guitar strings, violin bows and lots of materials for repairs. Spira turned the place upside down, when she was done she had a large square silk case padding, flexible, and a length of rope. Spira carried the collection over her head with her magic and back upstairs.

Sound hadn’t so much as twitched from his original position, and only brought forth the strength to sit up when his Mistress Spira returned.

“No, Sound you were okay lying still just... Let me help you get more comfortable.” Spira said approaching with the rope first.

Spira made the plain rope dance expertly around Sound’s body, tying his front hooves out to either side of the headboard. Next Spira tied Sound's back hooves together then to the bottom railing. With the last bit of rope Spira tied Sound down around his stomach to the bed before tying the knot under the bed out of sight. Spira lifted the padding with her hooves and grinned at Sound.

“You don’t mind wearing this do you?” Spira asked innocently

“Not at all Mistress.” Sound answered instantly.

Spira grinned, tying the soft material around Sound’s mouth.

“Comfy?” Spira asked, the all caring Mistress.

Sound nodded and Spira’s smile widened as she climbed on top of the helpless stallion, positioning her back hoover either side of his body.

“Someone down there needs to grow.” Spira said grabbing Sound’s limp penis.

Instantly blood began to pump back to Sound’s member, pushing against Spira's hoof. The mare licked her dry lips, nervous, as she positioned Sound penis against her vagina entrance. Spira took a deep breath and lowered herself down.

Sound’s moan was muffled by his gag, but Spira’s moan rang clear. Her vagina walls rippled over Sound’s penis, sinking deeper into the mare until it hit her womb entrance. Spira raised herself back up with a soft sucking Sound and groaned in pleasure. Spira's eyes rolled into her head as she began to rise and fall in tempo upon Sound's penis. Spira looked down at the bound stallion and grinned, a perverted idea forming.

“S-Sound, when I tell you to, your conscious mind shall return with the words wake up Sound and I can p-put you back under with the words serve me slave understand?” Sound shivered slightly then nodded.

“Wake up Sound.” Spira whispered.

Sound blinked, then grunted in surprise, taking in Spira sliding up and down his burning, twitching member.

“MMMFFFHHHMMM?” Sound grunted, then registered the gag and rope.

“Ssshhh, just relax and let me draw you to a sliver of heaven.” Spira purred, pulling off the lustful tone she used excellently.

Sound groaned softly, he tried to be mad at Spira abusing him when he trusted her, but all his mind wanted to do, and was doing, was focus on how amazing this all felt. The way Spira’s vagina had small bumps in the walls that gently tickled around her already tight hold on his penis, how his tip repeatedly hit her womb entrance when she fell on him, pushing damp soft flesh right into his penis.

Sound moaned softly, one eye more closed than the other. Spira found this rather cute, but also knew what it meant, so, placing her hooves on his chest, Spira grinned down at Sound.

“Cum, cum in my pussy Sound fill me up until it leaks out! Submit to me!” Spira cried, squeezing the inside of her vagina.

The squeezing sensation tipped Sound’s resistance to the pleasure and he cried out, the silk darkening as he began to drool. Large globs of semen shot into Spira, bouncing off her closed womb. Sound’s semen soon overflowed and it ran down around Sound’s penis. Spira sighed but soon found she wasn’t satisfied, however Sound was clearly spent, his penis was retreating into its sheath and the stallion was only partially conscious.

“Serve me slave and rest.” Spira whispered.

Sound blinked, her eyes pulsed a few rounds before sleep took him. Spira, still unsatisfied, sighed sadly as she lay Sound on his bed. She stared at Sound’s sleeping form, before she untied him. Spira twirled the rope around and placed it upon Sound’s chest, before she turned and made her way to the bathroom, levitating her pendant after her.

Spira stepped into the shower, which could double as a bath, and pushed herself onto her hind legs and clipped the shower head down with a hoof and hung her pendant from the empty hook. Spira spun the water dial and warm water spurred out, before going ice cold then heating up. Once Spira was happy with the water temperature, she spun the showerhead setting to ‘massage’ then, grinning in anticipation, she turned the gently flowing water at her vagina.

Spira gasped as the soft water cascaded against her vagina, the remaining bits of Sound’s cum washing away. Spira sighed then shoved the shower head right up against her vagina, the water buffeting against the soft flesh. Spira turned the setting back up and water began to penetrate deep into her passage, she placed her empty hoof against the wall and began to pant rapidly and heavily.

Spira managed to open one eye and looked up at her pendant, she had hypnotised many ponies but never experienced it herself. Spira let magic flow into the hoop of her pendant, all the while running the showerhead up and down her vagina. Spira moulded her magic, giving it a short battery-like life, before she set it swinging with a push.

Spira’s magic floated, stationary, in the form of a sparkling green ball. The pendant cutting through the ball causing it to change colour randomly, the new colour appearing from the centre then spreading to encase the ball of magic. Spira’s pendant was pushed along by the magic as it passed through, keeping it swinging. Spira was transfixed, a gentle caress like feeling spreading from her mind to her body, was this what Sound felt? Compelled to watch this marvel of sensational colours?

Hypnosis is like a fire, it can be tended and controlled to cook a meal, but leave it and it can bring unpredictable amounts of destruction. Hypnosis is similar, with nopony to control it, the hypnosis latches onto the self victim’s last positive thoughts and feelings and makes it dominant. Spira was masturbating using the buffeting water when her thoughts had lingered on Sound, the hypnosis used these as a base to work off.

Spira suddenly found, in her minds eye, Sound pushing her with immense strength up against a wall, water tricking down from above and over their bodies. Sound lifted Spira higher and his breath played over the crumbling mare’s vagina. Spira was too far gone, the real world, with the shower between her legs, the swinging pendant and the pulsing orb, was pushed until the sexual dream with Sound became Spira’s reality.

Sound ran his tongue along Spira’s vagina, expertly hitting ever bump to make her quiver. The hypnosis took another piece of Spira’s mind. Spira wrapped her hovering back legs around Sound, and slowly pressed her hips up and down Sound’s face, occasionally catching his nose with dripping liquid. The sight sent a shiver down her spine and she leaked a little more. Spira’s eyes were pulsing at an unfollowable rate and she was attempting to force the shower head in her vagina.

Sound moved his hooves under Spira’s thigh, holding her butt to support the mare’s weight and pleasure her more as a bonus. Spira grunted, stroking Sound's mane affectionately.

“S-Sound I think... Gonna... Can’t hold it in... SOUND!!!” Spira cried out the stallion’s name, Sound opening his mouth, his tongue still within the confines of Spira’s vagina.

Spira shot her juices into Sound’s mouth repeatedly, each one punctured by a moan of pleasure. Sound didn’t cough or gag, instead swallowing the liquid he had extracted from Spira. In reality Spira had let the shower head droop and water was now falling down her right leg, her fantasy making it her juices running down her thighs, defying gravity but Spira’s mind had submitted to the hypnosis and had no room for such a thought.

Real life Spira switched off the shower, dropping it like a used toy, and curled her hoof down to her waist, rubbing along the slippery water and other liquid. Dream Sound set Spira down on his lap and Spira used her vagina to grind against the stallion’s strong erection, Sound rubbing her cliterous as Spira’s hoof kept straying there, before he took over.

This dream was set on a loop for two hours, Spira came a total of sixteen times, before, with the last spark of magic, the hypnotic ball ran out of power. With no magic to propel it, Spira’s pendant swung a few more times before spinning around then becoming motionless. Spira, finally free of her own spell, sank into the bath. Her legs were drenched in her own juices, she was both mentally and physically exhausted. Spira curled up and, with a final shudder as another stream of liquid joined the other stains, drifted off to sleep.

Sound woke several hours later from a pleasant dream, in the dream a unicorn had curled around him as if made of mist, her eyes then pulsed and Sound knew it was Spira... Such a wonderful dream. Sound sat up groggily, leaning against the headboard, reality began to leak in through the syrupy hypnosis and Sound sat up straight. He’d had sex with Spira! Sound looked around for her then registered a familiar rough feeling. The rope Spira had used lay in a heart shape on his chest.

Also, Sound noticed a small letter addressed to him.

“Sound, by the time you awaken from our fun I will likely have left.

I’m going to keep travelling for a while but hope, if I become lonely on the road, you will allow me to stay again.

Your irresistible Mistress and friend

Spira. There was also a picture of Spira’s pendant, which made Sound chuckle.

Sound’s ears twitched suddenly, he could hear running water, Spira hadn’t left yet! Or it was a thief with good personal hygiene, but Sound was sceptical about that. Sound trotted up to the bathroom then slowly, so as to avoid creaking, opened the door. Sound crept up to the shower, sure enough it was Spira. Abandoning stealth, Sound noisily pushed the shower curtain back and climbed in beside a startled Spira.

“Leaving without a proper goodbye, how rude.” Sound said, grinning.

Spira rolled her eyes and chuckled softly.

“So, am I welcome again?” Spira asked

“Depends, can you offer anything so I let you visit?” The pair simultaneously glanced at Spira’s pendant.

“Yes... I think I will have something to offer you when I next visit.” Spira said leaning up and kissing Sound’s cheek before whispering to him.

“I’m sure we’ll have lot’s of fun together, would you mind if I practice any new methods I learn?” Spira asked, moving so she stood against Sound’s shoulder.

“I would love to assist you any way I can... Mistress.” Sound whispered.

“That’s what I thought. “ Spira cooed nuzzling her prize.

She might have to look up that snake potion after all...