Four Eyes Monk Revenge on Disrespectful Idol with Hypnosis App

Alex was your typical horny teenager. Just turned eighteen, his mind was filled with thoughts of sex, day in and out. He had a particular thing for older women, fantasizing about their experienced mouths and pussies wrapping around his young, hard cock. His favorite pastime was scrolling through MILF porn on his phone, stroking his thick member to the images of mature women getting fucked in every conceivable way. So, when he stumbled upon an ad for a hypnosis app that promised to make his wildest fantasies come true, he was more than a little intrigued.

The app, cunningly named ‘MindFuck’, claimed to be able to bend anyone to the user’s will, making them obedient and eager to please. Alex was skeptical, but his curiosity got the better of him, and he downloaded it, thinking it could be a fun way to pass the time. Little did he know, this app would soon become his most powerful weapon.

The target of his newfound toy was none other than Monica, a famous pop idol in her thirties with a huge fan base of devoted followers. She was known for her catchy tunes and provocative dance moves, parading her toned body and ample cleavage in skimpy outfits that left little to the imagination. Many men desired her, but she had an air of unattainability, her striking beauty seemingly out of their league. Alex was no stranger to her allure, often jerking off to her music videos, wishing he could have his way with her.

However, Monica had a dark side. Underneath her innocent-yet-alluring pop star façade, she was arrogant and disrespectful, particularly towards her fans. She enjoyed playing with their hearts, knowing full well the power she held over them. Many a time, she led adoring fans on, only to dismiss them when she grew bored. She fed on their devotion, a narcissistic supply to boost her already inflated ego. This behavior enraged Alex, and he yearned to teach the haughty idol a lesson.

As Alex delved into the MindFuck app, he discovered it was incredibly user-friendly. All he needed was a photo of his target and a clear idea of what he wanted them to do. The app would then generate a personalized hypnosis video, which he could play on a loop for a few hours to ensnare his victim. He grinned as he selected Monica’s photo, imagining the power he would soon hold over the disdainful star.

For his demands, Alex had one thing and one thing only on his mind: getting revenge on Monica by making her his personal sex slave. He detailed his wishes explicitly: he wanted her to become insatiably lustful, craving his touch and desiring only to please him. Her once distant and haughty attitude would be replaced with a desperate need to obey his every command, no matter how degrading or sexual. The app asked if he wanted to include any particular kinks or fetishes, and Alex eagerly listed his love for BDSM and the idea of turning the once-confident idol into his submissive plaything.

He hit the ‘create’ button with anticipation, his heart racing as the app generated a video featuring Monica. In it, she stared directly into the camera, her eyes sparkling with a strange power. The video began to play, and Alex watched, transfixed, as the sexy idol spoke directly to him, her voice soft and sultry.

“Hello, Alex. You’re feeling very relaxed now, aren’t you? Good. Because I have a very important message for you. From now on, your desires are my commands. I live to serve you and make your fantasies come true. I crave your touch, your kiss, your cock. I am your sex slave, and my body is yours to do with as you please. The thought of disobeying you terrifies me, and I will do anything to avoid punishment. I am yours, body and soul…”

The video continued, Monica’s words becoming more explicit and dirty, outlining exactly what she desired to do to Alex and how she wanted him to use her. It was tailored to his kinks, and he felt his cock twitch as he listened to the once-distant idol professing her need to be dominated and fucked senseless. He played the video on loop, following the app’s instructions, his eyes glued to the screen as Monica’s words washed over him.

After a few hours, Alex felt a tingling sensation in his body, and he knew the hypnosis was complete. His body buzzed with anticipation and power. He couldn’t wait to test it out on Monica and see if his plan had worked. With a mischievous grin, he headed out, knowing exactly where to find his target.

Monica was performing at a local club that night, and the place was packed with adoring fans. Alex pushed his way through the crowd, feeling their eager energy as they danced and sang along to Monica’s upbeat tunes. He made his way to the front, his eyes locking with Monica’s as she spotted him in the audience. A spark of recognition flashed in her eyes, and she smiled, thinking he was just another devoted fan. Little did she know, he held her destiny in his hands.

As Monica launched into her final song, Alex raised his hand, focusing his energy on her. To his delight, he felt a tug on the invisible leash he now held, and Monica staggered, almost losing her balance. She recovered quickly, but not before a look of confusion crossed her face. Alex smirked, knowing it was the beginning of his control over her.

When the music stopped, Monica made her way off the stage, heading towards the VIP area where she usually mingled with fans and industry bigwigs. Alex followed, his eyes never leaving her swaying hips. As she approached the roped-off area, he reached out and touched her arm, feeling a jolt of electricity pass between them.

“Monica, hey. Huge fan,” he said, his voice steady.

Monica turned, a smile on her face, her green eyes sparkling in the dim lighting. “Thanks! I love your enthusiasm. Are you enjoying the show?”

Alex nodded, his heart pounding. “Yeah, it was amazing. I feel like we have a connection, you know? Like we’re meant to be together.”

Monica laughed, a musical sound that usually charmed everyone around her. “That’s so sweet. I get that a lot. I have a way of making people feel special. It’s part of my charm, I guess.”

Alex’s eyes narrowed, a dark glint in them. “I’m glad you recognize that charm of yours. Because I intend to strip it away and make you realize just how ordinary you are without it.”

Monica’s smile faltered, confusion clouding her eyes. “What do you mean? I don’t understand.”

He grabbed her then, pulling her close and whispering in her ear. “You will, Monica. You will. From now on, you exist only to please me. Your body, your mind, your voice, they’re all mine to control. And if you don’t obey, the consequences will be painful.”

As he spoke the trigger words, Monica’s eyes glazed over, and she swayed on her feet. “Yes, master. I understand. I am yours to control. Please, tell me what you desire.”

A triumphant smile spread across Alex’s face. His plan had worked, and the once arrogant idol was now his to command. He led her away from the club, his hand firmly on her lower back, guiding her like a puppet on a string. Monica obediently followed, her eyes downcast, a submissive look on her face that was a far cry from her usual confident strut.

Alex took Monica back to his place, a seedy motel room that he had chosen for its privacy and kink-friendly reputation. The room was sparse but functional, with a large bed taking up most of the space. Monica stood in the middle, awaiting further instructions, her eyes fixed on the floor.

“Undress for me, slowly,” Alex ordered, his voice firm.

Monica shivered as if an electric current had passed through her, and her hands began to move of their own accord. She reached behind her back to untie the knot of her skimpy top, her breasts straining against the tight fabric. With a seductive swivel of her hips, she let the top slide down her arms, exposing her heaving cleavage. Her nipples were already hard, betraying her growing arousal. She then slid her hands down to the waistband of her skin-tight leather pants, popping the button open before lowering the zipper, inch by inch, revealing the bare skin of her flat stomach and the hint of her trimmed pussy.

Alex licked his lips as he watched her perform this striptease, his cock twitching with anticipation. “That’s it, Monica. Show me what a dirty slut you are. Bet you’ve made a lot of men hard with this routine, haven’t you?”

Monica whimpered, her eyes flicking up to meet his, a mix of shame and arousal in her gaze. “Yes, Master. I… I’ve teased many men, but I only exist to please you now.”

“Prove it,” he challenged, taking a step towards her.

In response, Monica bent forward, her long hair cascading around her face as she placed her palms on the floor. Her ass, encased in the tight leather, was thrust into the air, offering herself to him. With a swift motion, she ripped the pants down, leaving herself naked and vulnerable before him.

Alex growled his approval, reaching out to stroke her ass cheeks, giving them a sharp smack. “Such a good girl. Your body was made to be used, wasn’t it?”

“Yes, Master,” she moaned, pressing her face into the floor, her ass arching higher, presenting her pussy to him.

He wasted no time, reaching between her legs to stroke her wet slit. Monica gasped, her body quivering as his fingers found her clit. “You’re so wet, Monica. Did you get off on stripping for me? Are you that much of a dirty slut?”

“Yes! I-I can’t help it, Master. My body betrays me, but it’s only for you. Please, make me cum. I need your touch.”

Alex grinned, his dominant side relishing her pleading tone. He slipped two fingers into her tight pussy, pumping them in and out as he continued to rub her clit with his thumb. Monica bucked her hips, her ass slamming back against his hand. “That’s it, take it all. I own this pussy now.”

“Y-yes, Master! Oh, gods, yesss!” Monica cried out, her body shaking as an intense orgasm ripped through her.

As her contractions eased, Alex withdrew his hand, bringing his glistening fingers to his mouth and sucking on them noisily. “Mmm, your pussy tastes so sweet, Monica. But I haven’t even gotten to the main course yet.”

He stepped back, ordering her to remain in position. “Stay just like that, slut. I’m going to prepare a special treat for my obedient pet.”

Alex rummaged through his bag, pulling out various BDSM toys and accessories he had bought in anticipation of this moment. First, he fetched a leather collar with a chain leash and approached Monica, securing it around her neck. She whimpered softly as he fastened it, a mix of shame and pleasure in her eyes. He gave the chain a gentle tug, and she responded by rising to all fours, her back arching seductively.

Next, he blindfolded her, depriving her of her sense of sight and intensifying her other senses. Monica’s breathing quickened, her breasts rising and falling with each excited breath as she anticipated what was to come. He then attached clamps to her hardened nipples, causing her to cry out in a mix of pleasure and pain. The clamps had small weights attached, so with each movement, Monica felt a delicious tug on her sensitive nipples.

Alex stood back to admire his handiwork, his cock throbbing with need. Monica looked delectable, a vision of submission with her ass in the air, nipples weighed down, and blindfolded eyes seeing nothing but darkness. He took a crop from his bag and gave the ass cheeks a sharp smack, leaving a satisfying red mark. Monica yelped, the sound sending a rush of power through Alex.

“Oh, you like that, don’t you, Monica? You like being marked, knowing you belong to me.”

“Yes, Master. Please, mark me more. Make me yours in every way,” she begged, her voice hoarse with desire.

Alex obliged, landing several more strikes, turning her ass cheeks a deep shade of pink. He then put down the crop and retrieved a vibrator, pressing it against her now-throbbing pussy. Monica cried out again, her body shaking as the intense vibrations sent her over the edge once more.

As her cries of pleasure filled the room, Alex knew he had her exactly where he wanted her. The pop idol, once untouchable and disdainful, was now his willing sex slave, ready to do anything to please him. A devious grin spread across his face as he contemplated the many ways he could continue to bend Monica to his will and exact his sweet revenge.